I’m sitting in the library, attempting to write. And although I am following proper sound-blocking protocol (ear plugs+head phones+sound cancelling+white noise), a few muffled shrieks from the kids’ area upstairs still penetrate the border wall I have erected on the sides of my head. I have mixed feelings about those shrieks. Mostly, because I am… Continue reading Transitions: the Kindergarten edition
If you read my previous post about Kevin Costner filming a movie in our next door neighbour's house, I'm sure you've been muttering the following script under your breath: "Ruth, it is just sooo fascinating that Kevin "Prince of Thieves" Costner filmed a movie in the house directly north of yours. There must be something… Continue reading Neighbours: the condemned-house-next-door edition
Well, well, well. It was quite the heady April around our little slice o' paradise. The usual patina of grit'n'grime was temporarily obscured by the bright lights of Hollywood. Kevin Costner, the hero of that great classic, Waterworld, was in the 'hood. And not even the pungent aromas wafting across the railroad tracks from the… Continue reading Kevin takes Ogden
Ahhh. It's that magical time of year when the weather is finally sorta warm, and the pathways are clear and the birds are chirping and people all over the city are busting out their running shoes and realizing that a winter full of Netflix hasn't prepared them particularly well for a summer full of spandex.… Continue reading Why I run
It's that special, special time of the year, when the tree lights glisten, and the radio spews carols, and butter-laden baking beckons, and I remember how much more magical the holidays were when I wasn't responsible for planning them. Because let's be honest: the Christmas season is a real mixed bag once you become a… Continue reading Ha ha ha happy holidays!
I spent last weekend doing something I've never done before. I packed my earplugs (first things first), and a few other essentials, and drove along a dark and twisted road in the Ghost area. My destination was King's Fold, a retreat centre perched on a bluff overlooking the Ghost river. I'd heard about King's Fold… Continue reading The Sound of Silence
I like home improvement. Or, more accurately, I hate it. But I like living in an improved home. And as anyone who has seen it will attest, my home has plenty of room for improvement (unless you have a penchant for faulty wiring, popcorn ceilings, and sloping floors - whoops! Haven't improved those yet. Can't… Continue reading Don’t strive for a ‘forever home’