I was giving Gracee dog her ear drops today. It’s difficult since she has the ability to close her ears. That got me thinking what if we could close our ears like she can? It would be a physical way of doing "I’m not listening." We could adjust the volume of life by partially shutting…

I love the story about the difference between an optimist and a pessimist: two kids enter a room full of horse poop. One says, "Boy, it smells like shit in here."  The second says, "I know there’s a pony in here somewhere." I am generally in the pony camp. Even when life gives you a…

This is part two in the Catholic knitting category. As a child, when confronted by a daunting task, we were advised to "offer our actions up to the souls in Purgatory," the Catholic version of grin and bear it, except that as an added bonus, you were accumulating credits to get someone promoted from Purgatory,…

I’ll tell you what makes me cringe – finding out a pubic that would be public (thanks, Marsha) toilet seat is wet AFTER you sit on it. I check each time, but sometimes wet is clear. Eeeewwww. My knitting buddy, Marsha the nurse, tells me no worries, urine is most often sterile. Phew, I feel…

My health insurance contributes $300 to the price of new glasses every two years. Four years ago that covered the total cost of my progressive lenses in decent frames. Two years ago, it covered all but $126. Now, buying comparable frames and lenses I could end up paying over $200! What’s with this? Do the…

It was a nice relaxing weekend until Saturday night at 11:30. The evening was exceptional, Bryant home from his summer camp job for 24 hours. Since C was away, we shared a "Mumsy-Bry Night" (as he called it) starting with what is described as a genuine New York pizza from a new place in town.…

We Catholic raised kids had a solution to finding lost items. We prayed to St. Anthony, the patron saint of things misplaced. He has even come through for my husband who is of the Protestant persuasion. This week St. Anthony responded twice without being asked. When I finished the wedding sweater for my daughter, I…

My husband has made a fatal error in the world of spousal behaviour and I will never let him forget it. This is a good thing, believe me. Let me put it into context. We were discussing the clutter in our house and how it makes no sense to spend money on things that collect…

I came home from work to find the house empty of wedding guests for the first time in ten weeks. I’m rattling around this big empty house finding evidence of good times. There are the photographer’s proofs but then there’s the stuff we don’t have pictures of, the memories left to our hearts and heads.…

Not one, but two in a row. You know those moments when you knit into a stitch and the yarn from the previous row breaks? That’s what happened when I was knitting this morning with cotton chenille. A little annoyance when compared to oh shit #2. Can you identify this? If you recognized this as…