If you’re reading this post on Wednesday, CONGRATULATIONS!  It’s Canada Day!  (If you’re reading it a bit early on Tuesday night, go ahead and stop.  Just come back tomorrow.  Or stay.  Either way works for me.  I’m not bossy, right?  Say I’m not bossy.  SAY IT!  All RIGHT, then.) In honour of Canada’s 142nd birthday, [...]

As I was leaving church yesterday, a tiny elderly lady approached me. “Have you done something different with your hair?” she asked.  “I see you sitting up there playing the organ and my husband and I were trying to figure out what was different about you…” “Oh great,” I thought, “People are critiquing my hair [...]

Yesterday in church, I played the organ as the accompanist for the congregation.  I’ve been doing this for exactly one year.  One year ago, I sat down at the organ bench, took a deep breath, and thought, “What on Earth am I doing here?  I don’t play the organ.”  And then I played the organ.  [...]

I may have misrepresented myself earlier this week when I claimed to be “stranded” in the back country of Montana.  While it’s true that I stayed about three days longer than I had anticipated, I wasn’t necessarily “roughing it in the bush,” like our friend Susanna Moodie once said.  In actuality, I’d packed my bedroom [...]

The negative repercussions of going out of town for 12 hours times eight: 1.  Massive piles of dirty laundry to tackle when I get home. 2.  Unloading the vehicle in the kitchen and pretty much heading straight for bed—leaving the mess for tomorrow morning (which is now today {go figure}). 3.  Worrying briefly about my [...]

Yesterday I spent an hour writing a No ‘Poo update post, complete with detailed reports and graphs and pie charts and photos… …and it self-destructed. Don’t worry, though: I tweeted my way through the grief. “What a waste of time that was,” I decided, so today, I’m going to give a *brief* update with fewer [...]

Here’s a thought:  If this blog were to self-destruct 24 hours from now, what post would you print out to save as a hard copy? Or, if you don’t like any of my posts enough to rescue, what post of your own would you save if you knew the internet was going to eat it? [...]