I keep a stash of baby hats for shower gifts. My favourite one: Can't tell you how many of those I've churned out. But my daughter had a point. There's a new crop of springtime babies developing, all awaiting gifts, and this hat seems a bit autumnal. Time to refocus. Introducing the bunny hat in…

The first boss of my career pegged me a creature of habit. It wasn't a bad thing, he was referring to my daily breakfast ritual. My shift at the public health clinic was 7:00a.m to 5:00p.m., Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. Wednesdays were an entirely different day of ritual that included the $1 matinee at the…

I walked into the kitchen at work. A co-worker from Iran offered me a treat. No thank you, I say, it's not on my diet. He seemed surprised, not sure why. I have a fair bit of middle age gathering around my waist, the equivalent of about ten pounds per child since my wedding day…

After all, it is a knitting blog. I know I've said that before, but the summer has posed a serious digression from the blog's intent. Tid bit #1. Look at this cutie: She accompanied her parents to our house for dinner. Chuck, the dutiful host, took her on a tour to show her the locations…

The second wave of summer visitors arrived, my sister and her family. While they were here: We explored very high places: Got caught in tight spaces: Geocachers left no traces: Arrghhh, self portrait faces: "Yes, Bocce!" the Grace says: The end.  

This summer's beginning, although not consistent weather-wise, meant family time. With regard to the weather, it reminds me of a similar season, when my girls were little. Canada Day weekend, sitting by a pool, me clothed in Goretex, clutching an umbrella. The kids? Mercilessly immersed in swimming lessons. It was July after all. Those girls,…

Once upon a time there was a family. The mother of the family opened her backpack and discovered the LCD screen of her little camera smashed. Oopsie.  The mother called one of her daughters to share her woe. "That's OK, Mom, I dropped my MacBook." Oopsie."It still works but is dented and closes wonkily." Then…

For Father's Day an observation regarding today's dads. So different from the Leave it to Beaver days, much more involved. The non-profit for which I work includes Childcare Resource and Referral services. We have an increasing number of fathers taking responsibility for day care arrangements.  So one day, I'm on a crowded bus. Two guys,…

Not much progress in the rib department. It is a slow area of the body to heal as they don't get any rest due to the need to expand when breathing and occasional bodily induced setbacks such as sneezing and coughing. A workweek in Toronto, complete with 4.75 hour flights and luggage lifting, slowed the…

I could have called this one Oops I Did It Again, but that it far too common a blog post title, usually referring to a project the second time around. Not for me. I Did It Again refers to falling while wearing perfectly sensible shoes travelling on foot at a reasonably moderate speed. I'll turn…