Early morning rain thoughts

I actually wrote this on Sunday and forgot to post it. It’s the end of the month already and as hard as it has been this year, a lot has happened in the past month. So much so that it’s been a bit over whelming. First of all, I met with my new geneticist and…

Book Review: The Widow’s Watcher by Eliza Maxwell

It doesn’t take me long to read a book if I can keep an interest. There were several times early on, when I wanted to quit reading and move onto something else. But I am determined to meet my book quota for the month and finished it. I had to take several breaks though as…

You’re damned if you do. You’re damned if you don’t – updated

So, I’ve had a love-hate relationship with social media but especially Facebook. I’ve learned that it’s impossible to be friends with everyone you know in real life. I have a hard rule of not adding supervisors or managers onto social media. That always seems to bite you in the ass. At my last job, I…

An ode to my mother on her birthday

It is days like today when I am reminded why I started this blog. At first, it was a way for me to vent and rant about daily life. Then it grew and became a life form of its own with recipes, cooking and fitness tips and pretty much anything I want to write about….

Grief. Time doesn’t heal all wounds.

I’m not going to apologize for not writing as much as usual this week. Sometimes I need to take breaks. And other times, I just don’t feel like cooking. That’s what this week has been. But I have some ground beef defrosting in the fridge and perhaps I’ll make a meatloaf and share my recipe…

Grief: Until we meet again

The other night, I was feeling senitmental about music from my childhood. I mentioned Vera Lynn in a post about music from the “early days”. Music that my grandfather and mother loved. My mother was born and raised in London, England until she was fourteen. The family moved to Canada and if you asked her,…

Grief: if ye love me

In my line of volunteer work with the church, I’ve play music for a lot of funerals. And because I’ve been at the church as long as I have, I’ve come to know many of the church members and they have become an extended family. I’ve never been a highly religious person. I’m obsessed with…