The other day, when we were driving aimlessly around Ottawa, Brent turned to me and said, “What is the song in the whole world you would most like to hear right now?” “Jackson,” I replied, obviously. He quickly found it on Spotify and Johnny Cash and June Carter were there with us. “Well, go on […]
Driving and singing and the playlist we made for us and for you Read More »
To sleep tonight, I had to write an article today. It felt a little bit like climbing a mountain to get to that beautiful valley tucked in its shadow on the other side, except with notes and highlighters and my laptop and no actual valley, and a little bit of a messy house. “I need
I’d like to share with you about the thing we call Reward Night Read More »
On Saturday, we strolled through the forest like it was Paris, spinning around on the spot, taking photos with our phones and saying “Look at this!” and sighing, “It’s so beautiful.” I felt for the couple skiing a few metres ahead of us, who maybe had thought they’d have a quiet morning, without snow tourists
We treated the forest like it was Paris Read More »
I have thought a few times about writing our kids and Brent’s parents to tell them how great their father and son has turned out to be in a pandemic. I think I haven’t done it mostly because I don’t want the generation above me or below me to think I’m such a wreck that
This blizzard that has gone on for too long Read More »
Around this time last year, give or take a week or two, I made the Sparkling Cranberry Cake with White Chocolate Icing, which was the cover cake of the Nov/Dec 2019 Canadian Living magazine. It was a flashy yet elegant snowy white, studded throughout with fresh tangy cranberries and covered in a layer of coarse
The night I wore an apron and almost killed my neighbour, who is quite nice. Read More »
