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Quickly checking in!
Summer in Vancouver. Which I dread every year, incidentally. I have not had much of a chance to post here, because doing so takes up a lot of my time and energy and I don’t like to half-arse anything, but some pieces are in the works, I promise. Aside from life stuff, I’ve got a…
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Self care? DON’T care!
I’m being good to myself. One thing I’ve been told for as long as I can remember is that I’m really, really hard on myself. And it’s easy to be hard. But I actually just think I’m strong enough and ambitious enough to navigate life, which is a battlefield. Didn’t Pat Benatar say that? Or…
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The Grand Misconceptions of Alcoholics Anonymous
Happy New Year! (Obligatory Justin Trudeau grumblings ahead…I must get them out of the way) 2025 sure has gotten out of the gate with an attention-seeking ruckus. Apart from horrible plane crashes and terrifying natural disasters, the nelly little prisspot we call a Prime Minister has finally decided to step down as leader of Canada’s…
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THE FINALE: Tap-tap-tapping on heaven’s floor (I finish what I start, I really do)
My second year of being in tap lessons. There we were. The “Tap” promotional campaign that involved–oddly enough–tap, and I had made it to the Saturday finals. My rivals were many; their talents were intimidating. I had only been slapping my shoes against hardwood for three years; they had been doing this since they were…
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This one’s a challenge, WordPress bot.
1.) My cat, Annie, forever and always. Among her other perfect qualities, she very patiently lets me smooch her nonstop. 2.) Eggs for breakfast. Hard-boiled, soft-boiled, scrambled, poached, made into an omelette…they really are the perfect food, healing for both brain and body. 3.) My parents, almost 80 years old and with the energy and…