Kelly Waterhouse

ERIN – It was a horse pull competition at a fall fair that inspired independent filmmaker Cliff Caines to embark on a three-year journey to create the award-winning documentary Workhorse.

I couldn’t find my Bluetooth speaker anywhere. It must still be packed in a box from the recent move of the contents of our home from our neighbourhood in town to our move to the country on the outskirts of the same town. 

In the spirit of Valentine’s Day, I’d like to share a teachable moment with you of what not to do to your beloved if you are attempting to inspire a spark of passion between you. Today’s lesson is brought to you by the letters C, for the Carpenter, and W, for “What the?” “Why?” and “Weirdo.”

I heard him before I saw him.  He had a raspy barking cough, as if someone told him a good joke…

I am by no means a survivalist, (I can barely survive learning we’re out of chips), but when there is a snowstorm in the forecast, my husband, the Carpenter, launches into emergency preparedness mode. 

I wish I looked better in a toque. 

As it has probably a thousand times in my marriage to the Carpenter, our morning began with this question; “Are you okay if I write about this?” 

Insomnia made me delusional. That explains it. Longing for sleep, I passed time contemplating cruel punishments to silence my snoring spouse. 

It struck me, while out walking my dog on the last morning of my Christmas holidays, that the next day, I would be heading back to work, and as such, I was going to need pants. 

If there is one thing that the year 2022 taught me, it’s that I have zero ability to predict my own future. None. 

With all due respect, Santa, I’d like to request you take me off your “Nice” list this year. 

Paul McCartney is watching me as I type this. His big puppy dog eyes are fixated on me all day. I am totally okay with that, though to be honest it’s distracting. Paul has me in the Christmas spirit.