Disclaimer: this is not a rant but it has a rant-y slant. And, I’m ranting about family. 🙄 Spare me positivity and all that crap. I’ll be over it tomorrow. If you can’t handle a dose of my current reality please do yourself a favour and stop reading now. Come back tomorrow when I post about guinea pigs and cats.
I have a spot in the yard where I go sit to
feel sorry for myself soak up some sun on the days we are treated to such spring-like weather.
Continue reading Dangling over the edge
When I woke up this morning I was startled and confused. I had the most absurd, ridiculous, dream.
In my dream, my partner had bought a house with a lot of property.
In real life, this has been a thing we’ve been
arguing talking about for a number of years now. Back when the kids were little, I would not have minded moving out of the city. Now? I’m not keen.
He is though. More so than ever before.
We are not on the same page when it comes to the topic of where, or how to live.
Given the corona pandemic, none of it is of any importance now. We’re locked down and going to be for a while. So there’s that.
But what about the dream then? Why would I dream that we have a new house?
Continue reading Alternate realities? When dreams speak to us…
I had a meltdown a couple of days ago.
The worst part was my kids were watching.
In my defense, I had good reasons.
Continue reading Cultivating inadequacy
This is part 2 of this morning’s post. (Did you know I was making this a 2-part post? Me either. 😀)
I know some of you are sitting on the edge if your seat wondering how my anxiety-fueled 24-hours have passed.
Lucky for you I’m currently ticked off at my family which is why I’m typing from the relative safety (and isolation) of my bedroom.
Continue reading Continuation of my drama-filled day
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There is a pub in our neighbourhood that serves traditional Polish food. Or, Eastern European (so northern Germany, into the Baltic states, etc…) If you like Schnitzel and potatoes and pickled things and, um…beer, well this pub serves that.
What’s more, it’s walking distance from our house.
Continue reading Eating local – brick and mortar pub in the ‘hood
Imagine your words, written or spoken, affecting your audience.
They teach, the words. Cultivate the mind and spirit.
They inspire. Enlighten. Warm the heart and soul.
Words have meaning, deep and profound.
Where do they come from, the words?
Continue reading Imagine your words
Imagine a friend,
In a faraway land,
Or in the next town over.
Continue reading Clandestine tales
Youth sports coaches are almost always moms and dads who have a kid on the team. This has been the case for both of my kids over the years in a multitude of sports which they play(ed).
Recently, I heard about a situation during a game that had me relating it to a parenting scenario. I didn’t personally witness the incident, but my partner was there and he outlined it to me later. He is the trainer on our boy’s hockey team and fills in as assistant coach when someone else is absent.
That particular situation made such an impression on me I decided to share it with you here.
Continue reading How I learned a parenting trick from a coach