WriteOut of Her Mind

One of the greatest legacies a person can leave in their beloved profession is to be a mentor for those new to the trade, who are well aware of the shadow cast by the giants who paved the way before them. Better still is if those mentors have giant hearts.

Marriage is hard. Working in a business together is harder. You both have to pick up sticks, but under no circumstances can you whack each other with them, even if you want to (visualization helps).

At a time when I was on the precipice of a big life decision, a friend gave me this advice: ask yourself what guidance you would give your child if they were in your situation. Then, do that.

You should see how well I’m handling country life. 

Last Easter, the Easter Bunny forgot me. Totally blanked.  He hopped through my house and…

Someone please explain to me the purpose of burrs. It’s like Mother Nature created an all-natural…

Hey spring, thanks for showing up. You’re right on time. I have been anticipating your arrival…

My apologies to the lab technician at LifeLabs who will now have to process the specimen collection…

I’m not typically a jealous woman. I have no reason to be. 

She leapt out in front of my moving car as if distracted, unaware of my headlights or the path she’d wandered into. She just appeared out of nowhere and in doing so, knocked me clean out of the noise of my day. 

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.