Today’s quandary

When the printer suggests I, “Open door to clear jam,” does it mean my car door? Because when I get in the car? The car often tells me my door is “a jar.” And, there is no door on the printer, but it … Continue reading →

Gift design dilemma

There is one every year. There’s a package so challenging to wrap that I have to use a bucket to delve into the well of my creativity. A normal person would put unusually shaped gifts into a standard cardboard … Continue reading →

Permission to quit

So, the kid and I were having a bad day on the very same day. We were slouched in the front room commiserating, wondering if what we were doing is what we were supposed to be doing. Not as in, … Continue reading →

Where are the onions?

So, on Sunday I made this incredible pot roast in the slow cooker, something I’d never done before. I rolled the roast in a mixture of garlic and Montreal steak spice, seared it, then lightly fried some onions. I put … Continue reading →

Where have you been?

It’s been a busy fall to say the least. Here are a couple of pictures to keep you sort of up-to-date of what I’ve been doing. (OK, so, for some reason the photos of anyone over 5 feet tall are … Continue reading →

It’s the Little Things

So, a person “puts it out there,” right? All that goodness, you know, volunteering, donating to charities, holding doors open, giving someone who needs it a hand, smiling like an idiot to see if someone grumpy looking will smile back, … Continue reading →

One door closes, another opens

There’s an old saying that when one door closes, another opens. In my case, doors seem to swing like the louvered saloon doors in the Old West, and bang like the crack of gunfire, rather than simply open or close. … Continue reading →

Print books here to stay

For anyone concerned about the demise of print books — those wonderfully weighty, tactile objects with aroma and essense of imagination — this was the news from one of my publishers, Second Story Press: “At Digital Book World…in New York City, some … Continue reading →

Pink sequins and a ball of yarn

I’m one of those people who dreams in full colour, with conversation, of course, often with a full soundtrack, and generally, an action-filled, twisted plot. There are times when these dreams are so scary that my semi-conscious mind invades my … Continue reading →