When Sheila read my post entitled My Life as a Fraud, she told me she really liked it. Then her inner editor added: "About that last paragraph..." While my fraud post hinted at darker moments, the challenges I cited were minor, day-in-the-life issues that we all run into. In some ways, that was the point. But that was also another layer of deception, a [...]
Month: April 2014
My Life as a Fraud
I don't mean to deceive anyone. It's just that it's so much easier to write about my highlights... and make light of darker moments. Okay, so "fraud" is too strong a word... but it made for a catchy title. (See! You can't even trust my blog posts!) The fact is that while I am, in fact, "living [...]
At least the floors are clean…
"Why am I washing the floor after midnight?" I have asked myself this question a few times over the past half hour. The obvious answer is that I'm preparing for an open house tomorrow morning. Sheila did at least half the work before leaving for a rare overnight getaway with friends, and now that the kids are [...]
Are you programmed to receive?
It suddenly struck me tonight that I needed to post something TODAY! On Earth Day 2014! So here goes... Only last week I was questioning whether one-time or annual events intended to raise environmental awareness -- Earth Day, Lights Out Hour and other well-meaning initiatives -- really matter. Many argue that such events merely preach to the converted, while allowing less [...]
And all that stuff…
"Everyone has at least one great book in them," said my good friend, Chris, over the music and the constant flow of beer. I can't recall where we were; I'm not even sure I knew at the time. Somewhere in Victoria, I think. But while the details of that night faded quickly, Chris's words did not. At [...]
11 Books I Like
Another of my not a best-of lists. Just 11 great books that I feel are worth reading. This is my second List-of-10 that turned into a List-of-11 at the last minute, and it dawned on me that 11 is my favourite number... so why fight it? What do you think of these books? What are some others [...]
Bullied or Bully?
I am still haunted when I remember dragging David across the field at Dalhousie Elementary School. Maybe if I knew that he was doing okay, then I could finally let it go. But I don't. The last time I remember seeing him was during grade 12 (or was that grade 11?) when we walked home [...]
Mark of Words 