Category Archives: It’s an Ordinary Day

What are we Saving Again?

Some of it is perception, and I freely acknowledge that. Just this morning, Mr. Spit was driving me into the office (He’s on vacation) and I was blasé about the speed of traffic and he was going nuts. Perception is … Continue reading

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Letting Go

The City of Edmonton has approved backyard chicken coops. If you are me, this is of interest because you have this image of yourself: Wearing a long skirt (that I don’t own), a gauzy cotton blouse (that I also don’t … Continue reading

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Welcome Home

In early University I dated this guy and he was from a farm in Saskatchewan. Well, his family was. He was from the suburbs. Or Mars. It might have been Mars, come to think of it. That’s not the point. … Continue reading

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I’m on Fire

On the one hand, it’s a bit strange. It’s a rock song. Detroit steel, first recorded in 1985. It’s just a rock song. It’s 4 verses. 103 words. (Yes. I counted.) It’s a bit bewildering. As near as I can … Continue reading

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And Today is my Friday

I was writing my to do list on Wednesday night, figuring out what I had to do to finish out the week. I had the unpleasant realization that Friday will be spent in a car, driving to BC, to watch … Continue reading

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Selective Amnesia

There are moments when you look at something and you kind of scratch your head. You think you know what is going on, but you aren’t sure. I got a facebook friend invite from an old teacher last night. My … Continue reading

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Words

The words, thrown out quickly, have stayed with me. It was such a short interaction, but I keep coming back to it. I was in a public washroom, and a mum was changing her little one, and the diaper wipes … Continue reading

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A Slightly Different View of the World

I am short. I have come to accept this. I am slightly taller than my aunt, and not as tall as my mother, which is just my lot in life. I come in at five foot two and three-quarter inches. … Continue reading

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Got Nothing

This is one of those days where I have a great many nascent blog posts in my head, but nothing ready to write. I’m busily studying for my PMP certification and panicking that I cannot get those formula’s to stay … Continue reading

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A Clash

The morning started with a clash. One of those mornings that nothing went right. I usually pick out my clothes and make sure that I have my lunch ready to go, and I did neither last night. (I usually write … Continue reading

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