Unlimited and unencumbered space is a rare treat in my world (or anyones for that matter). A good portion of our existence is spent in a 34 foot trailer, which provides many joys to our existence, but at the same time it also provides many challenges for a packrat such as myself. I’ve lived with…
Beyond the confines of my mini-world exists a much larger picture of those around me. Of the valuable lessons that I continually learn from slaDE, one of the biggest messages I see ever apparent is the importance of connection with those around me, especially with those who I am blessed to love. I sometimes battle…
A challenging day for slaDE and myself, and our sense of patience and communication. I spent a good portion of the evening last night holed up in the cubby, shifting and organizing, trying to rein in the loose items as best as I could. But today, hubby and I clashed about my definition of containment….
A decadent weekend of quiet solitude with my girlfriend Jen left me excited about reuniting with my sexy husband. Distance has definitely made my heart grown fonder. The weather was sour and wet, which meant that the prospect of offloading the storage space at my Father’s house, in the rain on to an open trailer,…
A drizzly day matching our sniffling noses (mine more from minor allergies to the pets rather than the cold that Jen is suffering from). Nice to have the option to stay warm and dry on a damp tepid morning, visiting and cooking splendid food! As a team, we collaborated on and cooked a succulent vegetarian…
A busy wonderful day spent with Maureen and Ardy: a decadently healthy breakfast fit for a King, slaDE initiating Maureen to the wonders of yogaFLIGHT, passing an hour at The Five Tibetans yoga studio (with the whole place to myself!), lunching at the Atrium in Waterloo with Maureen and her two medical friends, garage sale…
The cubby hole has been put on standby for at least another few days … pressing things to do and important people to see! Dental care was one of the consequential items on our agenda. Alas, after a mediocre cleaning (bah, I’ve been spoiled by my wonderful Calgary Hygienist friends), I was caught in a…
After opening up the truck doors to my Father’s Chevy farm vehicle, the suppressing and triumphant chemical + dog smells exuding through the orifices of its openings almost knocked me over for dead. After a night of eco-friendly odour blockers, the smell of Febreze remained stubbornly intermingled with the sickly smell of wet dog. Time…
Living on the farm at Dad’s is always a pleasure and a true treat to the senses. Connecting with nature and the beauty that exists within the countryside is surreal and amazingly grounding. Earth Mother at her finest. But I must admit, the tranquility and calm that is normally associated with country living is not…
It was lovely to spend some time today helping out around the property of Mom and Pat’s, creating a clearer and cleaner pathway for spring and summer to arrive. Raking and collecting fallen sticks, spreading wood chips around the plethora of flower beds, cutting grass, filling holes. All contributes to the beautiful landscaped grounds that…