To Blog or Not To Blog
I started a handful of blog posts to publish today.
…I started a handful of blog posts to publish today.
…My back yard in the north Toronto neighbourhood of Willowdale was the closest thing to a cottage that I ever owned. It was private, fenced in, surrounded by cedars. I could enjoy the inground pool without feeling watched. On long weekends, it felt like the entire city emptied and headed for cottage country. I only had to open a sliding door to get there.
…Hey there, thanks for visiting!
We are heading to Newfoundland and parts east for some exploration, some family time, and a much-needed change of scenery. This blog will return when we do, in mid-June.
You may be concerned that I’ve made this public. Well, our house will be busy and occupied with live-in house and cat sitters. They’re not hard to find when you live at the lake!
Thanks for understanding my absence and I’ll look forward to sharing stories with you when we get back.
Lisa
Long before my recent life/work changes, we had planned an amazing trip that will lead us to Erin Davis and hubby Rob. That trip begins tomorrow. Today, we settle the house-sitter in, tell Miss Sugar what’s up, and pack. Tomorrow, we flee! …
Derek and I have been looking around to invest in a vacation retreat. Something modest to match our budget. A little place near water we can spruce up and customize. Our summer home when we’re ready to become snowbirds. We’re looking everywhere – from other provinces to other countries. Nothing is off the table. If you’ve explored the cottage areas of Ontario and you don’t have a million dollars to spend, you know how difficult it is to find something affordable close to home. …
I hope you have your traveling pants on. This week, I’m taking you on our road trip where we visited (or at least passed through) eight US states, brought home some contraband (you can lie by omission at the border, right?) and had a thoroughly great time. …
I’m taking a two-week hiatus. No radio show. No news-hounding, at least not like usual. And no blog posts. …
Well hello there and happy mid-August! I’m attempting to pour myself back into the work routine, as relaxed as a puddle after doing a whole lot of nothing special to anyone else but me. …
I’ve taken a page from my CJBK co-host Ken’s workbook and scheduled myself off for a week, but spread it over two weeks. Not only do I get a good break but I get two two-day work weeks on either side. Yes, he’s a bit of a genius. …
A week away was planned some time ago and here it is. …
Jamaica is beautiful. You probably don’t need proof, but here’s a photo I took off Montego Bay when I was there in the early 1990s. …
The idea was to create a bunch of little events throughout the year because it’s a milestone birthday-year for Derek. It began with the trip to Iceland. And I haven’t thought of how it will end, yet. (I’m open to ideas!) But here in the middle, his daughter was going to come from Nova Scotia for a surprise visit. …
It was purely coincidental that I had just been to see some majestic lions and other beautiful African creatures when Cecil the lion was brutally killed by the most hated dentist in the world. I joined my Little Sister Tabitha, her partner Nick and their son – my grandson – Ryker, on a beautiful sunny day at African Lion Safari. …
Canadians and Americans aren’t taking all of the paid vacation days they’re entitled to. Some don’t take any of them at all. I feel like this refers to some sort of aliens because it’s not a concept I’m familiar with. I take every single scrap of time off I’ve earned, and I always have. …
I had a great week off. I went to Paris…Ontario… and met my oldest (as in goes the furthest back in time) friend for lunch. I did what I wanted when I wanted and even snagged a couple of easy-peasy voice jobs that didn’t even feel like work. Â And a trip north to Kearney turned into a retirement party for a friend of 25 years who was just let go from her radio job. It’s not always a bad thing. She’s so happy it actually makes me a little bit envious! Â …
I’ll surf the web on my smartphone, read a book on my Kobo, pay my bills on my desktop but there’s one technological advancement I won’t accept. I’m drawing the line! And so I randt. …
From a colleague’s complaints about having to pack to an acquaintance’s whines about missing one afternoon of sunshine out of seven, I’ve had it with vacationers who have negative stories to tell about getting away from this horrible winter. Â Please tell me you had a great time, show me photos, give me highlights but don’t you dare bitch about it! …
On occasion, I will go for a walk in the snow.  I used to skate and I’ve skiied and even snow-shoed but if I am lucky enough to ever live somewhere that doesn’t experience winter, you’ll never hear me say I miss it. It is and always has been something to endure. …