Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
2010 was quite a pivotal year for our little family. In fact, it splits quite neatly down the middle into BC and AD – Before Conception and After Deathwatch. The year started with our awesome trip to Thailand, a few frantic months when we thought we were going to move to England, trips to las … Continue reading Twenty Eleven
I keep meaning to write, but I really have nothing exciting or interesting to say. But I got sick of seeing the Fiber Bar entry, so here is a boring, uninteresting update. Read on if you dare… Because I have no kids, and don’t know too many people who do, I was completely oblivious to … Continue reading Checking In
Those who know me at all know that I am not what you’d call “kid friendly.” I’ve been known to make small children cry just by looking at them, and I wish I were exaggerating even a little bit about that. So it was with only a little apprehension that I went over to Neil’s … Continue reading Louis Louis, oh no, we gotta go
Oh no she didn’t! Oh yes I did! This is what happens when I’ve already mentally checked out of a job, and people aren’t updating their blogs fast enough. Neil, will you ever forgive me? Continue reading Dogster!
I hope you all took the time today to let the guy you call Dad know how much he’s appreciated. But here’s a tip, special from me to you: When you get him something called a Reciprocating Saw, it doesn’t matter that you don’t know what it does or why he wants one. Just don’t … Continue reading Daddy’s Girl
Grandparents on their 55th Anniversary Originally uploaded by peechie. No wonder I have such high expectations! I figure if I can’t find someone to grow old with, who I’m this happy with, whom I love this much after 55 years together, well I’d just rather live with cats. Happy Anniversary Oma & Opa! Continue reading Happiness Is…
I had almost forgotten what a crazy tempest of pressure and expectations Christmas can be. Colene is lamenting a little about her lack of significant other and family pressure. Vern is singing a slightly different tune – however he is obviously insane as well. Nobody’s seemed to echo my sentiments on the holiday of late … Continue reading Christmas for One please
(Say the title in the voice of Paul Sr. from American Choppers. Unless you have no cable like Nelly and have no clue what I’m talking about. In which case, ignore this, and keep reading.) My Oma & Opa – that’s Grandma & Grandpa for those who don’t know – (both nearly 80) just leapt … Continue reading I gots an Eye-Dear
It is not an easy feat to keep a dozen or so baby boomers entertained, well-fed and hydrated over the course of 5-6 hours. Add to this the duties of recording which gifts were from whom, depositing various bouquets of flowers into vases, and cleaning up the entire bag of ice I so cleverly dumped … Continue reading Open Mouth, Insert Foot
Happy Thanksgiving shout outs to all my brothers and sisters south of the 49th. Special thanks for y’all not going too crazy at the airports last night, so my dad could get home from LA with a minimum of incident. It’s a ridiculously beautiful autumn day here – I wonder if I claimed to be … Continue reading Turkey Lurkey
Because I’m such a wonderful child, my parents brought me some lovely trinkets from their excursion overseas. Among the spoils: -Belgian Chocolage (from Belgium of course) -Framed Art Print from Verona of Juliet’s balcony -Fancy cheese themed Apron from Pisa (came in handy while making the turkey) -Jewelry from Holland (where my family’s from) -Beer … Continue reading Meanie
So, I picked today to tell my parents that my boyfriend is moving in.
This is going to be a doozie folks, so grab a beverage, and settle in….
Continue reading “from bad to worse”
I got a call from my mom the other day. This in itself isn’t terribly unusual, but what she had to say is. Apparently my grandmother is pretty ill. Ill enough to admit to being utterly incapacitated. The fact that she will admit that something is wrong means that whatever it is, it’s pretty serious. … Continue reading Growing up, Getting on