The other day I was sitting watching T.V. with my boys. Jon, my almost three year old who loves to draw and colour, grabbed a piece of paper and crayons and said, “Colour!” as…
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When I was a kid, I took it for granted that Christmas would always be spent with my family. This has been the case for the most part, but with variations over the…
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When I moved into my house, the paint throughout was a drab creamy brown called “Smores” and although I like to eat Smores, it is a horrible colour on one’s walls. I went on…
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I accept the challenge Kimiecat! I too have been trying to unplug more and more (generally unsuccessfully). In fact, I read Kimiecat’s blog on unplugging a mere few minutes after deleting Facebook from my…
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It seems I cannot write unless it is something I am passionate about. My post is a day late because of this. I was going to post some poetry I had written over the…
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I have marking to do, report cards to complete, a blog to write, a house to clean, a lawn to mow, a garden to ……
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I have to keep this short as I’m down and out with the stomach flu. A cruel one that allows me hunger, while not allowing me the sustenance of the food I consume. Day…
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I had started my blog earlier today with some fantastic painting tips but then, after dinner, I realized I still hadn’t written about my newest love. Yesterday, I took a multi-day job supply teaching…
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Editor’s Note: This poem “The Battle” is about fear, confusion, and unwillingness to change. But the question that resonates with me is, once you’ve started fighting is there really a winner when you’re…
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I had to say good-bye to my faithful companion, George a few weeks ago. It was as hard to say good-bye to him as it was my cat Toby, 7 years earlier. For those…
