Let’s say, due to unfortunate circumstances, you are uprooted from your family home late in your teens. You go to college and return to your town on breaks to stay with another family, who fortunately takes good care of you. At 20 you leave for good. You establish a career, a family of your own,…

Or lack thereof. I made a fair bit of progress on Print O the Wave until…I pulled it out of my knitting bag and out came the needle without the stitches. Ughhh. Lace recovery put me back from whence I came. 900 miles of vacation driving and not a stitch to show for it. The…

That was one whirlwind trip. Nothing relaxing about it, active and exciting all the way. I’ll start with the story of getting there. Someone, who lives in this house, who isn’t me, and shall remain nameless, booked our flights to the East Coast. Vancouver to Toronto was OK as it can be, on Air Canada.…

Otherwise known in BC as the "dog’s breakfast" – just a mess of different things: Look at how many of you supported Gracee in my last post with the cuteness defense! Did I mention that she once ate Chuck’s $1200 hearing aid? The upside of that one was that it was still within two weeks…

I was going to write good thoughts on darling doggies. The first we met at Butchart Gardens, lovingly pulled in a wagon by his owner. "The most spoiled dog on earth," he told us. The second is Bradford, the pampered pup of artist Ted Harrison, BC artist. Mr. Harrison was an art teacher from England,…

You know what I mean, some stories just don’t translate to blogdom. I’ll give it a try, though. This one gets filed under out of the mouths minds of babes. Baby boys, that is, age 17. You’ve got the mindset, here’s the story. The other night Chuck and I were discussing my last post. The…

We’ve had a heat wave in BC, and you know what that brings? Lots of office chatter about appropriate workwear. I don’t entirely get it since we work in an air conditioned environment. Nonetheless, people have the need to dress down when the sun shines. I’ve been circulating a couple of articles around the office,…

My dentist’s assistant asked me if I’d be able to tolerate a minute with trays of impression material in my mouth. I told her I would view it as I did labor, it’s only 60 seconds of my life. Actually labor was 10 to 21 hours of my life depending upon which instance, but that’s…

This summer our home will have been visited by Lena, Elina, Elena, Ellen and Lynn. Say that three times fast. Add me, Li, to that front of the mix and you have a mouthful. In high school Mari’s (pronounced Mahri’s) foursome was Mari, Mary, Sara and Amara. And at work, we’ve had two Cheryls, two…

In my younger years I was one of those sun reflector, baby oil and iodine sun worshipers. Now I’m paying for it. Recently I had nine moles removed with more in my future. All were OK, but I feel like Swiss Cheese. The subject matter for the mini-columns I write in our local paper often…