Monday, Tuesday,  Weekday, Workday

Monday, Tuesday, Weekday, Workday

MondayTuesdayWeekdayWorkdayThursdayFridayNow it’s my dayA day when I will not go farI may not even start my car Say! Perhaps I’ll even play guitar! Yes. Days press on, yet time is few. Not much of it is ours to choose. Some days are strong And some go...
Stuff

Stuff

As per the usual Saturday morning tradition, I grabbed an extra 30 minutes or so of slumber, meandered my way down stairs, poured a cup of coffee, sat on the couch and opened my computer to begin my weekend ritual.  I get the brain juices flowing with the the Wordle...
Feeling Like a Number One

Feeling Like a Number One

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...
The Happiest Gift of All

The Happiest Gift of All

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...
The Reflection and The Beginning

The Reflection and The Beginning

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...
The Big Day

The Big Day

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...