I bought a curling broom 10 years ago... I used it once and apparently did not impress enough to warrant a second use of the broom... but the nice thing was my children could use it once a year at their annual Valentines Day Curling Bonspiel... I thought this was the final curling bonspiel I... Continue Reading →
I cheated… I was in a rut, looking for something new, different and exciting… I was itching for change… after doing the same thing for so many years I told myself I needed to mix it up… find out what is out there… it happened this last summer… the ‘grass’ around me was looking pretty... Continue Reading →
"if it matters to you... my babe it matters to me... I'll go where you're going... I'll keep on holding... I'm going to give you my all... I'm going to give you my all" the older I get the more sentimental I become... and Facebook apparently knows how to play me... like a fiddle... or... Continue Reading →
no one cares anymore... these farmers? nope... could care less about food... you know what they do care about? me not getting in their way as they are driving out of a field... I get it... I see the way they toss the supper bags around like they are heaving sandbags preparing for a flood... Continue Reading →
have you ever watched so many YouTube videos that you convince yourself you are capable of doing something? only to discover it was substantially easier to watch YouTube videos than actually go out and do it? the first hint that I should not have been attempting a 50 km trail run that involved 8000 feet... Continue Reading →
have you ever been bored or lonely and thought to yourself, 'I should have a baby'... and then you get pregnant and you are like 'oh my word, what have I done'... similar to getting a puppy... you are having an 'off' day and decide a puppy will fix it... then you spend most of... Continue Reading →
the kitchen island… breakfast, after school snack, homework and supper all revolve around it and it has been privy to many a good discussion… the latest involved some deep insights from a 15 year old teenage boy… he was telling his mother how he saw her… and it was hard for the kitchen island to... Continue Reading →
the farmer has been coaching high school football for officially 15 years now... he was recalling last night the first play book he wrote up... it was early August, I was pregnant and driving home from a visit to my brother in Lethbridge... he took a pen out and started dreaming up offensive schemes... he... Continue Reading →
two things get me out of bed in the morning... well, other than the need to pee, my phone alarm beeping, the farmer getting a little too 'handsy', the need for 4 glasses of water, children to feed and pack lunches for and two dogs to kick out of the porch... but there are two... Continue Reading →
i feed a farmer 