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"
Eight years in to This Albertan Life, and we still had not made it to the famed Jasper National Park, despite the fact that it’s only a four hour drive from where we live. Which, for ultra-roadtrippers such as ourselves, is a crying shame. Sometime in the late Fall/early Winter I resolved that Summer 2016 would […]Read more "Hellobonjour"
We drove to Kalispell without a clear sense of what we might do when we got there. Our children, whether suffering the after-effects of ingesting pool water, or having eaten too much junk, were all in various stages of poor health; handling it in much the same manner as those afflicted with the worst of […]Read more "Fool’s errand, part deux"
After a rather lengthy (five year) process that involved three attempts and several outrageously stupid mistakes – paperwork that was mailed out one day too late, and submitting the wrong paperwork only to be told to repeat the process – four out of five Johnsons finally got pseudo permission to remain in Canada. Indefinitely. Four out of […]Read more "Fool’s errand"
Based on a cursory review of my blog posts filed under the ‘Exercise’ category, I’d venture to say it’s been well over two years since my last exercise-related post. This has less to do with the fact that I don’t want to bore J is for Jenerous readers by rewriting the same stories, and more […]Read more "Fix me"