It's a lovely way to spend a gray afternoon in mid-January. Having spent part of the morning menu planning, I head for a leisurely trip to the grocery store to pick up a few things. It's the first time I've gone alone since we moved, so I take the opportunity to go slow and browse—but
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Monday, Monday
Maya had a restless night which translated into me also having one. She’s been a bit discombobulated since the move, more so since we lost Murphy, so I’m granting her grace. Even so, going outside three times between midnight and 5 a.m. when I finally just got up, is excessive—especially when at least one of
Garburators, Gardens, and Getting Stuff Done
It’s a big day around here. I’m having a garburator installed in my kitchen sink. For most of my life, I didn’t enjoy such a convenience, but when we moved to WA in 2007, our home had one. I got so used to it, that we put one in when we returned to Kamloops in
Tea Time and the “S” Word
I'm watching the snow level drop on the hills across the valley and the first flakes of white have started falling here. Gerry brought the last of the outdoor furniture inside this morning so we're ready for it. Well, not quite. Our snow shovels and snowblower are in storage in Moose Jaw. When we moved
Friday’s Fave Five – October 21, 2022
I haven't done a Friday's Fave Five post in a long time. It's been another week of home showings and trying to remain patient while we wait for a buyer for our home. It seems like the week has flown by in a whirlwind of shopping, staying out of the house while prospective buyers tour,
Poetry Monday
We go to Costco to buy popcorn. And more. Always more. After deciding I don't need them I loop back and pick up a yellow box of Dad's Oatmeal Chocolate Chip cookies. (48 individually wrapped packages containing two cookies each.) Because school lunches. And childhood memories. When we get home I brew tea and dip
Friday’s Fave Five – November 19
I debated about whether to even attempt a Friday's Fave Five post today. It's been a difficult week for British Columbia due to mudslides and floods, and for all of us everywhere because that's just the way it is right now. I feel the burden and in some respects, it seems frivolous—and perhaps even insensitive—to
In the Kitchen
We curl up in the living room in the morning—me with a mug of yerba mate and her with a mug of soy milky frothy chocolatey coffee, and enjoy mother-daughter conversation for an hour or so. When we've exhausted every topic (well, almost, and only for the time being) I head to the kitchen to
Here and Now
I finally tended to the carrots we harvested from our backyard garden many weeks ago. They've been resting on the back deck waiting for me to get a burst of energy and turn my attention to them. This morning I brought them in, washed, and chopped some for soup and others for munching, and the
Monday, Monday
I'm having a quiet, albeit busy, Monday morning. With Makiya at school, Laurinda and work, and Gerry out hiking, it's just me, Maya, Murphy (who, incidentally, joined our family one year ago today), and a pretty kitty named Chica who is still adjusting to being a Kamloopsian. Earlier, the dogs and the cat declared a
These Are Good Days
These are good days. Different, but good. We are adjusting to new routines that come from having our granddaughter, Makiya, with us and the changes have brought gifts. Just now, I'm sitting in a quiet house (well, except for our Yorkie, Maya, who has spotted someone walking outside and is letting me know about it).