Well it’s actually white. But really, white, grey, black. These seem to be the perennial colour choices in cars these days. I have to believe that car companies paint cars in colours that will “sell.” So people must be asking for this palette of bland, boring colours!! Maybe most of the world is populated by […]
I am in another mini blog challenge. It’s only a 15 day challenge and you can post everyday or just once a week. The group is more author – publisher focused so I thought that I would read a few blogs there as I posted. The one catch is, your blog has to be “new”
I had to go to the garage, yesterday, to get a new wiper blade for my ’98 Honda Civic. I had had a small victory about a month ago, re-attaching a blade that had come off in the snow. However, when it happened again, I decided to cave in and get a new blade. Every
I know that it is easy to have preconceived ideas about people in certain occupations. For one thing it makes life easier to believe that doctors exist to heal, teachers live to educate and writers strive to create, chronicle and/or entertain. However, we have all met doctors who are artists, teachers who are entrepreneurs and
I just had to repost a column by Tabatha Southey. It’s a satirical essay on why she believes that the Pope has stepped down. It’s hilarious. Here’s the link from the Globe and Mail and here’s the article There has been much speculation around Pope Benedict XVI’s resignation. For a week now, rumours have swirled on
There were buckets of pussy willow at the market the other day. I love pussy willows – they just whisper (whispurr) Spring. From a site for free poetry Pussy Willow Tiny little pussy willow Softer than a baby’s pillow Sometimes when I stroke your fur I almost hear you purr. Author Unkown And from the
Yesterday it was milder so I could get out for a walk, because I didn’t have to negotiate the ice!!! On really treacherous days, I wear “Trax.” They’re something like braces that you put on your boots to keep from slipping. They’re not pretty and when you are on a dry surface, they slide all
After posting this morning, I began, as usual, to think about my next blog. I like musing, planning and posting because it takes me away from the realities of the day – housework, or work-work, grey skies, cold…the list goes on. So you can imagine my dismay when I couldn’t think of anything, nothing, nada!
I have decided that I am not a poor speller. My problem with typos stems from the arrangement of letters on the common keyboard. Why anyone would put “f” so close to “d,” such that any word that ends with a “d,” often ends up ending with an “f” – are you still with me?
I am blessed (if I don’t mind putting on weight) with having four French bakeries within walking distance of my house. Three of the four are within 100yds of each other – maybe the 100yd diet 🙂 Well, I spread my patronage around to all four. Yesterday I was in Thobor’s on Mt Pleasant and
