My mug collection is made up of a wide variety of mismatched receptacles. They were all either given to me as gifts, purchased as souvenirs, or inherited from my mom’s house when she passed away over four years ago. This particular one is the smallest of my “coffee” mugs, and not necessarily the most attractive. … Continue reading »
University changes people. Or, at $7,000 per year for tuition, it had freaking well better! I remember when I was a naive teenager in youth group, talking about former members of the group that had gone to university, and thinking that that was where they lost their faith. At the time, I was active in … Continue reading »
My mother used to make the most amazing cream of broccoli soup. Everyone loved it. Except those that didn’t like broccoli soup, I suppose. But a nice bowl of thick creamy broccoli soup, topped with cheese and salt and pepper… mmm! I have wanted to try to make mom’s broccoli soup for years, but have … Continue reading »
I love the chance to snoop without repercussions. Don’t you? Today, you get to snoop in my medicine cabinet. Heck, I’ll even give you a tour. Behold, the medicine cabinet of a girl living alone: Yes, this cabinet is not the prettiest one you’ve ever seen. It needs some new paint, and, well, it needs … Continue reading »
Every January 13, for the last four years, I set aside time to remember. I buy flowers, one for each of my immediate family members, look for open water in or leading into Lake Huron, then I trek out to somewhere cold and snowy to toss the flowers into the water, just like my siblings … Continue reading »
Tonight, I bragged on Facebook about how much I love having my mom’s recipes. For the uninitiated, my mom died of breast cancer in January of 2008. Her passing changed my life in many ways, one of them being that I had to get my own place for the first time. When my siblings and … Continue reading »
The A&W sign was referring to the Mama Burger, of course, but I thought it appropriate that I would see this message in lights today, January 13th, the day when I remember just how much I still (and always will) love my Mama. Three years ago this morning, my amazing mother left this world for … Continue reading »
I think my mom would have been amused to find her former favourite mechanic schlepping plates and making lattes as co-owner of one of the local cafes. She would have cried when she heard my song on the Noted CD. She would be surprised to find that I now like the uniquely-patterned couch and armchair … Continue reading »
The more observant of my readers may have noticed that all of my recent posts (notice I didn’t use the words frequent or regular), recent being over the last year or so, have been either about grief, ranting, or something superficial. The reason? Fear, mostly. Fear of what others may think of me, of how … Continue reading »
I had a sudden desire today to chronicle and compare the different stages of my life, as I look back and notice that my life in June 2008 is remarkable different from that of June 2007, June 2006, June 2005, and so on. I invite you to be a witness on this journey. June 2008 … Continue reading »
