(A continuation of the previous tale, The Blur: Oh is it Halloween, I forgot to care) After three days of not thinking about how to be in three places at once on Saturday, Friday night arrived and I realized my logistical nightmare could no longer be ignored. I had a small foretaste of the following […]Read more "Saturday: The Art of Not Being in Three Places at Once"
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"
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 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"
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"