Category Archives: Feats of Wonder
To be clear . . . . When I rule the world every server console will look exactly the same. Always. Now – does someone want to leave me a test comment?
I have just done my sorting through the gift closet, and I’ve managed to do a reasonable job of buying stocking stuffers for most people. I think I may become a bit like my mother next year. Until I was … Continue reading
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them. Response: We will remember … Continue reading
I remember going to a women’s craft night probably 7 or 8 years ago, and they were making cards, and while I appreciate a hand made card, I may have been heard to reflect that I had enough to do, … Continue reading
I had a list of tasks for my time off. I know, I know, this surprises no one. I wanted to get the basement cleaned, the floor in the back entrance laid, the doors painted. I wanted to clear out … Continue reading
There’s a place that is sensible to start with this blog, but that’s not where I plan on starting. I refuse to be sensible. This time last year, we did the Meyers-Briggs with the kids. It was interesting, mostly because … Continue reading
When I came to London at the ripe old age of 18, I wanted to try Guinness, so the very nice bar maid poured me a shot glass and when I hated the taste – dark, oily, bitter – she … Continue reading
At the end of August I was tired. Bone tired. Weary. Exhausted beyond belief. The MS treatments were starting in September (I arranged them from Vancouver and then Winnipeg) and it seemed as good a reason as any. I arranged … Continue reading
I travelled from Winnipeg to Vancouver yesterday. I sent some photo’s of the journey off to the Handsome Aussie. He reminded me of how fortunate I am to live here. I completely agree. Manitoba, Saskatchewan, Alberta, British Columbia.