I have been thinking about things today. Deep things. I feel a little blue, so forgive me for the shadow this might cast on this essay. But permit me to say that I sometimes feel caught up in extenuating circumstances, over which I have no control, and these self-same circumstances can sometimes be enough to …
There is a book sitting on the bench in my upstairs hallway that I plan to read a little before shutting my eyes tonight, that is if I can get up to bed earlier than my usual 12:30 a.m. Written by author Tim Kimmel, it is called In Praise of Plan B- Moving from “What …
As the children have started swimming lessons, we now are the proud card holders of a two-month membership at the local Rodd Mill River Resort Aquaplex and Squash Courts. We have the card for two months, and I plan on making the aquaplex our second home. The kids commented today, while we were home eating …
This past week, I read a note from a friend in which she stated she would not be allowing two former classmates from university access to her group of friends on Facebook due to the grief these girls had caused her in university. She actually posted this note as her Facebook status, thus publicly denying …
I use to live for a night out. I say live for, but if that were really true, I’d be dead by now. I don’t get out much. I can faintly remember a time in my life where Friday night was associated with socializing and getting out of the house. I won’t say what other …
My youngest has turned around in her chair so that she can see me as I prepare my cup of coffee. She was the last to finish supper, and as her good fortune would have it, she is the only one to have an ice cream cone for dessert. Four kids. One cone. It is …
I have a day out of the classroom today (assessment meetings-JOY!), courtesy of the Western School Board for which I am employed. I feel almost giddy as I leisurely get myself ready and line my ducks up in a row for the day. Everything is taking longer this morning, and I feel so GENEROUS with …
I am quickly gathering up things for a late supper (staff meetings always throw me off-schedule), whilst putting away groceries and gathering up odds and ends. My son is talking to his father about the boy, formerly known as his best friend, who is still currently his “casual friend” in spite of their dwindling list …
Dear Son: You are soundly sleeping. I am in the room below your’s, loudly clicking keys on an already outdated keyboard, while outside the dog barks. Otherwise, it is quiet. I am thinking about last night. It was fun going to visit Grammie and Grampie and taking them down supper. Grampie looks better after his …
Is there anyone out there who is truly normal? I mean this sincerely. ‘Cause if there is a human in the universe who fits this description, I want to know them. And while we’re talking about this subject, what is normal? I love talking to people. I love examining people. I often compare myself to …
Sometimes I wonder if I am sending faulty messages about me and the subject matter of this blog. As in, when you end up finding a blog about the pursuit of a joyful life, amidst the other blogs out there in the blogosphere, one might think it is written by a very positive, happy-go-lucky, Type …
It is playground duty day, and I am trudging around outside, trying to avoid as much as possible the remaining patches of snow and ice. I am wearing a heavy winter jacket, snow pants, a hat and gloves with a pair of unfashionable black, knee-high riding boots. I may look like a frump, but I …