Archive for February 2017

Flexibility

Trying something new today. Preparing the daily note on my phone. Because I’m worn out and need an early night, which won’t happen if I wait till 10pm tonight to lift the laptop lid. Also, this tests my two thumb dexterity. Let’s call it a form of communications in-service. Early adopter I’m using the phone…

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Lucky one

I went to a funeral today where everyone wore pink; pink dresses, pink ribbons, pink ties. At the end of the service a woman in black gently lifted a cream-coloured coffin by herself, cradling it in her arms as she carried it to the back of the chapel. Then the pastor pushed a button on his lectern…

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Pushing out

This morning I dragged my sorry butt to yoga. That makes yoga sound like a chore when it’s most definitely my favourite thing to do. But the studio where I practise is in West End which is a hike and parking is a challenge. I drove around the block looking for a street park until…

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Wine time

The Husband and I are working on improving our health game, trying desperately not to drink alcohol during the week. With a comfortable income and a climate-controlled cellar, we’ve been amassing quite a wine collection. Rather, we’ve been buying a lot of wine, storing it momentarily and then drinking it. There aren’t many dusty bottles…

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A complex character

The middle child is a socialite, never happier than when she’s with people, holding court. She’s an extrovert. A drama queen. An intensely colourful character. As a newborn baby she’d wake in the wee hours for a feed, attach herself to my breast and suck furiously for about five minutes then stop. She’d look up…

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