Max Lucado said it best— “How can a person deal with anxiety? You might try what one fellow did. He worried so much that he decided to hire someone to do his worrying for him. He found a man who agreed to be his hired worrier for a salary of $200,000 per year. After the… Continue reading A Grandmother Overcomes Anxiety
I admit it. I always tear up a bit when I hear our national anthem played. It wasn’t always this way. It takes leaving the country to see how much pride one has for Canada and Canadians. When I was twenty years old, I backpacked through Southeast Asia. Whenever I crossed paths with someone sporting… Continue reading O Canada!
Everyone in our neighbourhood received a letter last fall informing us that fibre optic cable for high-speed internet would be installed sometime in the future. We had to give consent before our lawns would be dug up for its installation. Of course, I agreed but I added to my reply email, “Please don’t dig up… Continue reading In My Path!
Being a decent mother-in-law can be tough considering how many jokes you hear about them. There’s definitely a unique bond between in-laws. Some would call it something different, that’s for sure! Yet, you really have no say in the matter when it comes to who your children fall in love with, do you? No one… Continue reading The Good Shepherd
Well, being a swimmer for over fifty years, I’ve had the opportunity to see plenty of strange things in change rooms. Something I witnessed last week really takes the cake. I was showering post-swim when across from me, a naked middle-aged woman, with her saggy buttocks facing me, was talking loudly on her cell phone,… Continue reading Addicted to Devices!
Well, we’re nearing that mushy holiday—Valentine’s Day! When boyfriends and husbands dash out to buy chocolate, flowers or, perhaps jewelry in hopes of pleasing their loved one. I don’t know about you, but I think that’s way too much pressure on men. Makes me glad I’m a woman. I usually give my husband, Guy, some… Continue reading Love and Cameras!
I’ve held a love for feathered friends lifelong. Growing up, we had a budgie as Dad was allergic to dogs. It wasn’t uncommon for Dickie Bird (I didn’t name him) to be flying free and playing with us kids. Here’s my brother, Marty, pictured with him, way back in 1959. Birds were part of our… Continue reading Birds of a Feather…