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I post new content every second week or so — usually nothing too serious; and often downright silly. I figure life is short, so we might as well laugh when we can. 🙂
I welcome your comments on each post!
Of Loggers and Lapins
We live in the country, so we’re beset by garden-destroying wildlife. Our big fence keeps the deer out (mostly); but nothing stops rabbits. They usually stay away from the house, but every now and then I discover that my perennials have been ‘pruned’ by sharp bunny teeth. It’s a love/hate relationship: They’re furry and cute; … Continue reading Of Loggers and Lapins
Cooking with Diane
I love creating new recipes, but experiments always carry a certain risk of failure. And sometimes my failures are *ahem* …notable. (Don’t worry, it’s still safe to eat at our place — I don’t experiment when I’ve invited company to dinner.) Recently, I’ve been wrangling with brownies. I’ve used Hubby’s mum’s recipe for years, but … Continue reading Cooking with Diane
Electronic Drama Queens
’Way back in 2011 I speculated that my electronic devices might be alive, and maybe even moderately sentient. Today I’m here to tell you: Not only are my electronic devices alive; they’re also drama queens. At first I thought they were merely minor chaotic evil. Imps, if you will. Not smart enough to develop an … Continue reading Electronic Drama Queens
A Ferry Tale
Last week we had a big adventure: We took the ferry over to Denman Island! Why are you laughing? Okay, fine; you’re right. Before COVID, a ten-minute ferry ride would have been a mere footnote in our lives. But we’ve been cooped up for so long that it felt like an exotic vacation. It was … Continue reading A Ferry Tale
Warm Fuzzies Too
The last couple of weeks have been… interesting. I’m still having trouble sitting because of my spinal problems, so I’ve applied to my insurance company for partial disability until I’m back on my feet (or, more accurately, back on my butt). Let’s just say it’s *ahem* ironic (this is the most tactful word I can … Continue reading Warm Fuzzies Too
Feeding My Inner Brat
I usually try to eat a healthy diet (except for a once-a-week indulgence in beer and deep-fried food on Friday evenings). But I adore all types of food, and I especially love that glorious full-tummy feeling after a big luxurious meal. So my food intake has always been a balancing act. I’m lucky to have … Continue reading Feeding My Inner Brat
A Few Warm Fuzzies
Good news and good feelings have been pretty scarce lately. So for just a little while, I’m going to focus on some feel-good stuff. Here, in no particular order, are some memories I revisit when I want some warm fuzzies. Disclaimer: I have the world’s shittiest memory. The feelings and experiences I report here are … Continue reading A Few Warm Fuzzies
Tom Clancy’s Polter-Ghost
I’ve never believed in the occult before, but I may have to change my tune. Because I’m pretty sure I’m being haunted by Tom Clancy’s ghost. Actually, not just haunted. Poltergeisted. (Poltergeised?) It started simply enough: Hubby is a Tom Clancy fan. And Hubby’s favourite reading spot is on our bed. About a month ago … Continue reading Tom Clancy’s Polter-Ghost
Customer Service Zombies
I’ve always thought zombies were entirely fictional, but last week I encountered a real one for the very first time. It was hilarious… in a disturbing sort of way. Then again, I didn’t actually see the zombie; I only spoke with him on the phone. An in-person encounter might have been scarier. Here’s how it … Continue reading Customer Service Zombies
…And I Missed It.
Update Jan. 23/22: Just a heads-up — I didn’t mean to scare anybody off the booster shot, and I’m sorry if I did. I’m just a freak, and I’ve reacted hard to ALL the shots, including the booster. Meanwhile, Hubby and all my friends just breezed through it. So don’t be afraid — if your … Continue reading …And I Missed It.
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