This weekend I took the train to Ottawa to visit a good friend, who also happens to be someone for whom I have the pleasure of editing. (Woohoo, I can claim my ticket!) More and more I’m enjoying travelling by train (especially if I have no one next to me, like this time, both ways), …
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My Favourite Jeans are from England
I’ve been super busy lately, and with my editing picking up and my desire to stay home and work with clients on that, I’ve been feeling more discontent at the clinic. It’s starting to feel like just a job to me, and this is sad. The weeks since my return from my glorious holiday in …
Thoughts on a Friday Night
Well, obviously I can’t sit around pining all day for England, so I’m moving along (although I’m not forgetting. Today I kept a hundred dollars of a freelance cheque I was depositing, to stash away for next year’s ticket. I was going to open an account but the fees and Colin persuaded me that the …
Feet off the Ground, Head in the Clouds
I’ve felt like a whack-job since getting back from England. Kind of how I felt just before I left: stressed, unfocused, unable to properly prioritize, overwhelmed, disorganized, out of control, frustrated, rushed. I didn’t have any problems whatsoever shifting into vacation mode, but I don’t seem to have had any issues slipping back into my …
Yorkshire, I’ve Got You Under My Skin
Last night marked a week ago that I arrived back from England. I can’t believe already a week has passed, and with each day that goes by, I grow increasingly desperate to keep vivid in my mind my first holiday ever. Being sick on getting home (I’m still sick!), catching up with everything, and even …
Mwahaha!! Happy Hallowe’en!
Has anyone else noticed how soft kids have grown these days? Whenever I ask whether my nieces and nephews or friends’ kids have seen such and such a Disney or other animated movie, I get the same reply: no, they find it too scary (or they would find it too scary, which makes me a …
Fall Fever: My Annual Ode to Canada
For the most part, I’m not all that patriotic, I’ll admit. Even though I was born and raised here, I’ve always felt as though I was from somewhere else, as though I have no roots but could belong somewhere if I could only travel and find the place. This might have to do with the …
Moments of Incredulity
Three weeks ago I got my hair cut and just as I was about to pay the power went out. So I left never having opened my handbag and promising to return within the next few days. Three weeks later, I finally remembered today that I still needed to pay for that haircut. After working …
Free as a Bird
This morning as I drove to work, the autumn sun warming my skin through my window, the maple-tree-lined street littered with red-yellow leaves and quiet, I suddenly thought—even as I signalled onto the street my building is on, or maybe especially as I did— What if I just kept going? God, it was so tempting!!
A Little Night Music
Listen: Across the water, in the distant dark punctuated by cricket chirps and softly babbling water, a faint chorus of boisterous voices sings Happy Birthday. Their cheers echo at 11:18 pm. Wood smoke in the cool air and all you see is sky.