What’s for dinner tonight? From commonly strung together words to form one commonly phrased question in many a household, I’m sure. Tacos? Soup? Sandwiches? Casserole? The answer to the list question is seemingly endless, depending on the level of...
As most of you know, and as I tend to show, I love to write passage in rhyme. It flexes my brain, and allows me to gain more insights to words over time. But lately I’ve thought, with all I was taught, That English is really quite weird. In fact it’s...
Halloween this year was a memorable one. Not because of the cold, the wind, the rain, the costumes, the candy – quite frankly, for no reason related to the traditional celebratory affairs that take place on Oct 31 whatsoever. It was memorable because, at...
Holy moly we live in a beautiful country. From coast to coast, Canada is brimming with undeniable landscapes and breathtaking views and I’ll be the first to admit that I often times take that for granted. When thinking of ‘where to vacation’, my...
It may come as a surprise to you, but our household is one of imagination. Whether we’re prepping for a meal, hanging out in the backyard, running through our chores, or reading on the couch, we have a tendency to invite the creative into our actions with open...
At roughly 7:50am, Sunday morning, I finally give way to the day, toss of the sheets, swing my feet the floor and stretch. I don’t typically sleep this late but it felt a like day deserving of the extra time. Moments, later, by some intuitive power that she...
As a child growing up in the 80’s I fully embraced the ‘Spielberg’ of it all – adventuring throughout the town with my friends and our bikes with no particular destination in mind. Until Nintendo came out, we didn’t have much to distract...
One year, almost to the day, it has been since we last checked in on The Beandricks’. In particular on how Father has or perhaps has not grown at the tutelage of his two, now 8 and 9 year old daughters and forever youthful spouse. The pages of the calendar...
I have found myself in moments of reflection more often these days – catching those times of complaint and pausing more often to challenge those thoughts. It is difficult to fully articulate the root of these reflections, but here’s what came out when I...
I don’t rightly remember the first day of school for most of my childhood. I can recall the lead up to ‘back to school shopping’ and the general feeling of the daily countdown to the end of summer, but I really couldn’t tell you anything about...
