The Break

Is it wrong for a father to be jealous of his children?  I’m older and supposedly wiser, so therefor should be able to regulate my emotions and the little voice inside me that has been throwing a temper tantrum for the past 7-days, and yet, here we are.  A grown...

The Unsung

There are countless people, events, works of art, monuments, inventions and creations in this world that have spent their lives under-appreciated or otherwise ignored.    We go about our daily lives, largely taking most things for granted, and not really paying...

The Exercise

Well, here we go once more; one more entry documenting events or occurrences in the life of my kin, community, or the world surrounding us.  Every week I write down the things top of my mind; while the entries themselves cover multitudes of topics, from the joys of...

Imagination is Messy

Televisions.  Tablets.  ‘Phones’.  Calendars.  Computers.  Gaming systems.  Car dashboards.  Checkout lanes.  Everything is a screen these days, and it makes them nearly impossible to avoid.  In the early years of parenthood I was steadfast on the notion...

The Recipe for a Memory

Reading recipes online these days takes effort.  I don’t know how or when it started, but somewhere along the line the recipe itself lost its spotlight to whatever backstory the author felt the need to include.  No longer can you simple search for...

The Best Laid Plans

I have no problem admitting and owning up to the fact that I woke up on Saturday with my grumpy pants on. I don’t know if that’s because I didn’t get enough sleep, or that it’s because the physio for my knee is taking longer than I’d like...

The Birthday Week

Disclaimer:  for some reason the formatting of this week’s post is not allowing for proper spacing and it has been causing me some other editing issues.  I will try to get it fixed, though I offer apologies for the more challenging read as a result. Like most...

The Calendar

It feels like forever, but it’s wild to think that Christmas was only a month ago.  The build up, the anticipation, the excitement and the fanfare leads up to something magical and unforgettable and then, 24-hours later, it’s over.  Sure, there are days...

Welcome, Winter. I missed you.

This may be a little bit of revisionist history, but last year’s winter was a bust; particularly in comparison to the winters I remember as a kid.  Last year was full of rain, warm weather, a wasted season’s pass to Hockley Valley, a pair of show shoes...

The Things I Hate to Love

There are many things in this life that I am proud to announce my affinity for.  Family, friends and loved ones, obviously.  Where I live – that being not just Elora and our home, but Canada as a whole.  I love fine dining foods and being in the kitchen.  I love...
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