Get it? That’s romantic antics. I have been complicit in a romantic plot. My comrade in crime? Blogless Marsha’s husband. You see, Dave and Marsha celebrated 30 years of marriage and to make a long story short, he needed a bit of help in finding an appropriate gift. With supreme pleasure I offered my services…

Back to the subject of going home, over the years I’ve had recurring dreams of the house in which I grew up. I understand in the world of dream interpreters, it’s not about the house at all. It’s really about your youthful body. In one of the dreams my house underwent a total renovation. Yes!…

I’ve covered the knitting part of my vacation, the sentimental journey, now for the grub. One of my favourite parts of travelling. I’ve already mentioned Hart’s Turkey Farm, and Sandy did that description more justice than I could. So, in no particular order, I present to you some other highlights, starting Larry the lobster. Warning:…

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,…