I went for a facial this week. Who doesn’t love a facial? All that creaming and smoothing and massaging. Before I left, MrWI64 told me I deserved this. Which was nice. Then he said, “you’re going to look and feel beautiful.” Also nice but wildly inaccurate. Women know this. So in that vain and what…
Tag: Humour
Meet your new doctor
This is the fun stuff we do at dinner parties now.
Behold, my tiny harvest
From time to time, I’d like to think I’ve provided useful information in this space. My summer heat-beating mojitos had a few people reaching for their muddlers, and a handful of readers produced fragrant crusty loaves from my easy peasy almost-as-good-as-it-gets baquette recipe. I thought my tip of placing a plastic fork barrier between the…
How to be a good guest
With visitor season in full flood here on Canada’s west coast, I’m reminded of a piece I wrote several years ago about how not to be a guest from hell. The rules were basic: Remember your mother’s caution that guests, like fish, stink after three days. Don’t impose. Don’t overstay. Be helpful. I’ve an addition…
A day without WIFI and a few minutes on stage
I was going to write about WIFI today. Something along the lines of was there life before WIFI? because ours has been down for the past 24 hours and we’re rattling around all shiftless and lost, trying to remember how we used to spend our time. We used to read more, not just during the…
Mirror, Mirror on the Gym Wall
Went to the gym last night. It’d been a while. Years actually. Until three, maybe four, years ago the gym had been routine but then something changed – laziness, I guess – and I stopped, choosing instead to walk, row and lift the odd weight at home in a bid to stave off osteoporosis. I’m…
When I'm 64 