Narnia at the Farm

Narnia at the Farm

Everybody look for the Lion…

 
I’m sleeping with the dogs at the farm for the next 10 nights, and keeping the home fires burning for my brother. He has run away to Hawaii, the shit.

After swearing at the coffee maker that I couldn’t get to “coffee” (again – this happened to me this past summer when I “farm-sat”, and this time, Aubrey showed me step-by-step what to do – nothin’. His coffee maker will not make me a single cup of coffee.), and swearing at the wood-pile that didn’t want to give up a few sticks of wood to get the fire going in the the airtight stove (at least I won that battle), I took the dogs out into a Winter Wonderland.

Kaylee was stunned, ecstatic, and overjoyed with the amount of snow at the farm. She plowed non-stop through snow up to her neck in places. Bert and Ernie caught a bit of her joy bug and romped around with her, when normally, they usually all kind of cut away in different directions during morning runs.

Aubrey also showed me how to get Netflix up and running on his bedroom TV yesterday, you know, so I could take my new “No Netflix” lifestyle and just pitch it out a window and get all addicted again on Night 1. “You don’t even need to sign in!” he exclaimed. “See? Just turn it on!”

“Sign in to your account.” Is actually what comes up on that screen when I turn it on.

Thanks, Aub. Either your instructions suck, or I have become Tech Stupid (and that’s very possible).

I did get this glorious photo, though – which is now a Christmas Card at Les Becker Designs (you should buy one to send to your Gramma).

And I got the fire going, Former Girl Guide that I am! The farmhouse had better still be standing when I get back out there tonight.

A Long Time Coming…

A Long Time Coming…

Terry’s Anthurium

Terry’s Anthurium has bloomed for the first time since before he died. Kyla gave him this plant when she moved out a few years ago, and he doted on it like it was his child. I had been promising him that I would repot it for months before he got sick again, and I just never got around to it until he’d been gone for about a month.

It holds a place of honour in his old living room, where I can see it, and talk to it every day, and I hope to be able to do so for many years to come.

The (Only) 5 Fears We All Share…

Who - me? Scared?!

Who – me? Scared?!

Psychology Today posted a really interesting article that crunched all our phobias down into five big fears that all of us share.

According to this article, you may not have arachnophobia – maybe you’re even amused at another person’s fear of spiders – but if the thought of being eaten by a bear keeps you from hiking in the woods when you would otherwise really enjoy a hike in the woods, then, deep down, you actually share a common fear (the fear of mutilation, believe it or not) with that guy you’re laughing at.

So, quit laughing already.

I’ve been trying off and on to make a living as a writer in one manner or another since I was a teenager. It has never failed that at some point in every one of my journeys (“This time I’m going to do it. This time, I’m not going to quit.”), someone or something has always stopped me in my tracks.
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Death of a Yoga Mat

Murdered Yoga Mat

Alas, poor Yoga Mat, I Didn’t Know You Well Enough
Taken September 15, 2014 with Samsung Galaxy S3

I didn’t know you well… but truth be told, that’s my own fault; why do I mourn you now?

When I saw you in the store, I fell in love – or thought I did. You were extra long – I had been stubborn about the length of my new beau… I don’t like my toes touching hardwood during Downward Dog. I don’t care what you’ve heard – size matters; it really does. You, Darling, were more than long enough. Don’t let anyone tell you different.

And you were orange! The happiest of the happy colours! That may even have been the real deciding factor in the purchase of you. Orange. I had to have you.

I had all the best intentions for a long and intimate relationship when I brought you home to live with me, I really did. Those first few days were good weren’t they?
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WHOOOO-HOOOOOO!

WHOOOO-HOOOOOO!

WHOOO-HOOOO!!!House Debt is Paid!!

WHOOO-HOOOO!!!
House Debt is Paid!!

Remember THIS HORRIBLE POST?? Well, I did end up getting nailed for that house after foreclosure.

BUT.

Today, I got a letter in the mail:

Please find enclosed CMHC’s Deficiency Release document in your name representing full and final satisfaction of your outstanding debt.

Please sign above your name on the attached Release document and keep the document for your file. We have advised the Sheriff’s Office and the Credit Bureaus to update their files with this information.

It took more time and money than I wanted to spend, but, now it’s finally all over with.

Now I be get drunk. 😀

Not-So-Random and Very Tongue-in-Cheek Song-for-the-Day: “Soon As I Get Paid” – Keb Mo