Well, that’s done. The last 10 days have been interesting. The buyers have completely drained my reservoir of kindness and flexibility with their stupid requests. Would we compensate them for the fact they will need to replace the AC and furnace at some point in the future? NO Would we paint the garage door a… Continue reading Sold

Starbucks name adventures

There is a Starbucks with a drive through window not far from our house. I usually motor through once a day for a mid-morning treat. Like so many food related businesses they are having a terrible time retaining staff. Lately they have started asking for my name when I order. This has never happened at… Continue reading Starbucks name adventures

For sale

The house hit the market on Wednesday. We moved the cats and ourselves to a hotel Wednesday. It seemed to be the easiest way to handle that first rush of showings and open houses. Keeping the house in ‘showing condition’ and keeping evidence of the cats out of the house was going to be too… Continue reading For sale

Happy International Women’s Day

Today we recognize the struggle, determination, and victories of generations of women and girls as they fight for a more equal world. Today we stand together. Now we need to work on the other 364 days . . . When women lead amazing things happen. Happy International Women’s Day.

Be prepared to be moved

This is a long weekend here in Ontario – the Family Day weekend. It makes for a nice mid-winter break for families to take it easy and enjoy time together. There is no taking it easy for Paul and I – the painter starts tomorrow. We are painting the three bedrooms that we have never… Continue reading Be prepared to be moved


There are days that this is such an appropriate metaphor for adulting. Life seems like this – minutes of physical exertion to climb and seconds of unabashed fun. Repeat.

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My grandfather’s stories

My mother’s father, my grandpa Turney, was one of those people best described as a character. He led a long and colourful life, dying just after his 100th birthday. Born in England in the late 1880s, his family emigrated to Canada. Before he left England he was almost killed by Queen Victoria’s carriage when he… Continue reading My grandfather’s stories

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Who are you calling stubborn?

This pic makes the rounds of social media every now and then. It NEVER fails to make me laugh. As a male, I can say that this is a true depiction of ‘maleness’. I’m not proud of this. We can’t fight it though.

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