There are few bands and songs that can trigger childhood memories quite the same way that ABBA does. It’s not that they were playing on repeat or that I consider them to be the best band to walk this earth, but there are moments engrained in my memory of my...
While I enjoy the sport, I would hardly call myself an avid skier. As much as I enjoy taking advantage of the season and all the Winter has to offer, I’m no more enthusiastic to strap on shin-bruising boots and seven-layers of clothing, than I am to shelling...
At the end of a long, tiring, stressful week of -insert any profession here- and the bell rings to go home, the first thing one generally would like to do is put their feet up, maybe crack open a pop or two, turn on the TV and turn off the brain. Truth told, such...
Perhaps more than anything, I love being a Dad. I am proud of our girls. I am proud of my partner. I am proud of our family, and I am proud of myself for stepping into the many different shoes that one needs to wear when it comes to the topic of parenting. I am...
Last March our youngest was introduced to the sport of curling, of which I knew (and kind of still know) nothing about. Friends of hers had been playing a couple of years already, and at the end of each seasons their club holds and open house where anyone new and...
We’re four days in to the new year, and while I’m not one for resolutions, I do tend to take this time to reflect and think forward. What did I do last year? What events stand out? What memories mean the most to me? What new ones do I hope to make in...
Finding inspiration on what to write about doesn’t always come easy or naturally, but at this time of year it’s difficult not to want to share the thoughts and newest memories surrounding the most obvious of events – Christmas. Every year, as the...
Now this post has a title, and a good one at that That’s at least my opinion, while it may not be fact. For it’s not just a series of words side-by-each, But rather the point that I’m trying to reach. I’ve never been great at making decisions,...
It’s going to be a short one today – the house is decorated, the lights are up, the festive sweaters are out and fire is keeping us warm. Without question it is Christmas in the Beandricks’ household. That said there is still but one important...
It was roughly 12:10pm on a late Spring afternoon. I was standing at the door to my house, having come home for lunch but finding myself locked out and no one was answering to the doorbell. It was an unusual break from what had been a rather consistent routine for...
