Two summers ago, as we eked our way across the nothingness that is lower Saskatchewan, returning from yet another 8000km/4000mi+ journey to the Heartland, I knew with frightening certainty that we would not repeat the feat in 2017. Sometimes when in the midst of a trying situation we humans say things like ‘well I’m never […]Read more "Flying the Friendly Skies"
An email appeared in my disregarded inbox. The boys’ school wanted to thank parent volunteers for offering their time during the school year by giving them tea and coffee and having them sit in a gym for an hour. I mentally reviewed the contribution I’d made over the course of the year to either boy’s […]Read more "On Being Dumber than a Fourth Grader"
A few days, or possibly weeks slash months, ago I had the distinct privilege of setting foot in my local shopping mall. For the purpose of returning a bathing suit. If we’ve had coffee once in the last four years, you might be familiar with my ongoing saga-drama-habit of spending hours looking for a bathing […]Read more "The Most Hideous Woman in the World"
I picked Percy up from school yesterday and he handed me a de rigueur ‘Mother’s Day is Sunday’ confection carved out of bright yellow and red cardstock. ‘It’s a boat! With sails!’ I exclaimed, gazing at the red trapezoidal shape and the two yellow hand-shaped cut outs serving as sails. ‘No, it’s a flower pot,’ he […]Read more "The White Board"
The wide world of multiple-kid sports opened its all consuming doors to us this year. After a vaguely pyramid-scheme-ish dalliance with karate and its monthly payments and timed progression of colored belts, we convinced the Gort to pass on the kata and give indoor soccer a try. And the Hen, having declared his intent to […]Read more "A boy named Jose"
The phone rang, right before Christmas, or maybe it was shortly after. The number displayed on Caller ID did not appear to be an obvious telemarketing ploy, so I picked up. ‘Hello,’ a recorded voice greeted me. And, the specifics elude me now, but the gist was this: WordPress was calling to remind me I […]Read more "Hello, again"
The professor and I took a few moments at the White Wolf Inn to tweak our itinerary for the following day, using the lessons we’d gleaned from failed hikes number 1 and 2: less distance and elevation and perhaps something besides hiking and driving. For the kids. Our first stop on day 3 was the Miette Hot […]Read more "Hellobonjour, le troisieme time is le charm"
After a less than stellar night’s sleep in the trapper’s tent, the professor and I awoke to three truths: We were very tired Our backs were somewhat destroyed from the tent’s ‘bed-like structures’ We had been married for 20 years It was not necessarily my intention to celebrate the twentieth anniversary of our wedding day by […]Read more "Hellobonjour, part deux"