Slipping…

Is anyone else in a mood?Β  We’re still on holidays here in Canada until theΒ  first week of September but I tell you I’m really getting ready for the routine to return. Every year, every late summer, I find that the lack of UNINTERRUPTED time to myself for even just a couple of hours a day has me feeling very out of sorts.

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Monday: you’re on notice

Yesterday was a day. Ugh.

Short version: My excellent suggestions were ignored by family members. Result was epic fails all day. πŸ™ƒ

At end of day I jokingly tried to teach them my mantra (repeat after me: mom was right), but they refused (ha) and so I escaped with my 3rd glass of wine to the back porch after dinner. Left them to clean the kitchen (which I had to finish later in a somewhat, um…tipsy state. Ahem.)

Will they ever learn? 😜

But first, this happened:

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Fruity ice cubes for summer drinks

How about a little something different today? I’m so tapped out with all the horrible stories coming at me from every direction…I’m feeling kind of uninspired. I’m also suffering from insomnia which, in itself, hasn’t been a bad thing; I’ve been writing fiction and getting better at it. Perhaps soon I will feel ready to share some of it…

But today, let’s talk about drinks. Spiked drinks. πŸ™‚

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One step at a time

While doing some banking online and watching Jamie Oliver on tv, I was kind of irked that the interrupting commercial break advertised Kentucky Fried Chicken. Of all the fast food/fried chicken places, this one is probably the worst one. ICK. (And I like fried chicken but not with abused, factory raised poultry.)

Ironically, Jamie was cooking chicken. Fresh, organic, farm-raised, 20-minute chicken. Looked much better than the commercial, if you ask me.

This was the second thing that irked me today, the commercial. The first thing was booger kid on Cynthia’s blog. OMG I’m still shuddering at the gif in my head. πŸ˜›

(THANKS, friend.) πŸ™‚

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Artistic impressions and the questions they leave

When we went to old Zurich on our last day of vacation in Switzerland, we walked by a gallery where I saw this sculpture.

The artist’s name is Alexander E. Raber, and I wish I had gone in to look around. πŸ™‚ (The gallery was closed, unfortunately, at that time.)

I have some questions:

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How to improve a bad mood: type a blog post and hit publish

This morning I got attacked by a bird if you’re wondering how my day is going so far.

😳🐦

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13. Vacation memories: hiking in the Alps – part 1

We took our kids from Toronto, Canada to Switzerland on vacation. This is our adventure.

This is a multi-part series. Scroll down to the end of this post for a list of the previous stories in chronological order.

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I don’t talk much about my partner as he is not interested in social media or being part of it etc., but he knows I document our trip and is ok with some peripheral mentionings.

For this chapter of the story, he plays a part. Because… he loves to hike. Always has. If there’s a trail through any kind of nature, but especially a forest, he’s in his element. But he will hike anywhere: in the desert, in the Canadian bush, through rolling hills or steep mountains…doesn’t matter where.

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12. Vacation memories: river

We took our kids from Toronto, Canada to Switzerland on vacation. This is our adventure.

This is a multi-part series. Scroll down to the end of this post for a list of the previous stories in chronological order.

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With the heat, the kids have been a little bit…whiny. They either want to swim or eat popsicles or gelato. Anything requiring work (like walking) was met with a little bit of complaining. Not all the time, but often enough.

It kind of grates on your nerves after a while.

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