Hey, Summer is almost gone , but I’m back! See ya Wanda! 😎

 Mid September, how did that happen?  July was a scorcher!  No rain, lots of sun…perfect summer weather!  Ice cream, sitting in the shade, ok and the A/C….heck it was a lazy,  hazy, crazy summer! What was new?  Well I’ve made it another circle round the sun and turned seventy one!  Teehee… that is so weird and tho theres more grey in the hair,  I feel maybe 50?  🤓  Occasionally I miss my cat.  Yup.  She was a good warm snuggler buddy.  But I do not miss the hair, cat litter or endless cat toys under foot.  I did however get to cat sit Sage: a grey domestic attention hog kitty belonging to friends who journeyed east for a family wedding.  What a nice kitty!  Soft as velour, always happy and chatty….and now she knows me and begs for pets everytime I am at their place.  Cat craving satisfied. 😻

Some wonderful cruises in his convertible and sun in the hair, yes that makes me feel young and alive!  In fact, my ma was feeling under the weather, and in Tumbler Ridge BC they are somewhat isolated.   So I felt the need to go see her.  Its an eleven hour journey, which I could do but didn't think I could do it in one stretch.  Enter my hero and boyfriend Ken, lanky tanned man who just happens to offer me a ride.  In the convertible no less!  Off we zoomed, it was a bit rainy until Edmonton, then we dried off the Benz for a few more quick hours and got to Mom and Bobs by dinner time!  On our way we saw antelope, lots of deer, and a “swamp donkey” (moose)  Kens a very good driver, and was grinning the whole way cause he got to drive the way his car was supposed to be driven.  (Thats code for gitty up and go! And we did, that dang car you can’t feel it shift and all of a sudden yer given er!). I’m so glad we made the trip, it was great to see Bob amd Momsy, .

Ken got a tour of the town and a trip to a coal mine, and mom and I had an afternoon to visit.  She’s 89 now, and her feet bother her.  She’s a tough old bird but in the 9th inning of the game.  I love her to bits 🥰 We face-time 3 or 4 times a week so I’m happy for that. 

Summer guests came and went at Kens house, hes such a good host,  and a very good cook! Makes a meam steak dinner!  And hes very good to me too. I mean he took me on a 22 hr round trip!  Amazed I am. 

August came, and my old friend  “Wanda” showed up.  Thats code for wanderlust, a deep yearning to travel and see old friends.  And I do have old friends from my days with Mac.  My buddy Wally and his lovely wife Neva are in Montana, and they urged me to join them in Sturgis South Dakota for a few days.  Now you would know in my waaaay past life I used to ride to Sturgis for bike week.  19 times actually with my first husband.  And sundry other ne’er do wells. Terry, Ray and others and a few who’ve left us - Palmer, Randy.  RIP boys. Well I pondered the trip.  This would definitely be a solo venture, as Ken HATES motorcycles.  Lol.  So, I found I still had my air mattress, made for the back of my car, blankets, some camp gear, And a bunch of Maps (Mac was always ready for an adventure!) it was a sign!  Go for it, yer a big girl was his blessing, so packed, fueled up I made the almost twelve hour drive thru Montana, a sliver of Wyoming and arrived in Peidmont South at the campground to find Wally, Nevah, Mark and a few soon to be friends waiting with a cold brew! It was great!  Some were into the ‘Shine, I was too tuckered from the drive to partake with more than a beer.  Lol we breakfasted at the American Legion where a major served me biscuits and gravy, then we went into town in Wally’s truck to see the sites.   Hundreds of thousands of bikes, not sure how many rode there because every campground was swamped with campers and trailers.  After three nights, It was time to head north.  I am glad I satisfied my wanderlust, but I tell ya: you can’t go back.  After a 30 year absence from Sturgis bike week, it was not the way I remembered it.  No scooter tramps, no “bike talk” heck its all a big fashion show, huge bars, and very scantily clad women.  Lots of police, saw many cars stopped on the highway, a crapload of clubs. And for the first time in many years, I did not bring home even one tshirt!!!  Hell I still have t’s from 1981.  Lol yup, that was a last great trip, I wont go back.  At least no further than Montana!

Ken and I hit the pool a couple of times.  We cruised to see my crazy friends Tracy and Winston, circled home through Lethbridge to see one of his old troop mates.  Oh yes, we stopped to see George and Martha, my Hutterite friends which was wonderful!   It was good to keep in touch.  I keep busy here as  I started playing rumolli with friends in the condo.  So far I still have lots of nickles!  

My bff since grade 9 Deb and her hubby moved off their grain farm to the big smoke Calgary.  Eunice and Ron stopped during the Jazz Festival.  And my man takes me to brunch lunch and the odd Friday nite dinner with our wee mob of friends.  Now its fall, his garden is nearly done and we await the start of Hockey!

So far so good.  My far flung family seems to be doing well.  And his sons and their women are awesome!leaves are starting to turn, harvest is winding up around here, geese are flying and birds are flocking up.  Yup, it was even jeans and hoodie weather last week.  Autumn is a beautiful time of year.  Maybe one more trip to the mountains eh?  

 

June and hot weather 😄

Color me…content?  A warm, overcast day on the prairies.  Light breeze carrys the scent of blooming Russian Olives…birds serenading…this is the life.

Ok so income tax bill…not the first in my life.  I will and am dealing with it.  Sadly no unused body parts for sale, over nearly 71 years they’re all high mileage. 😃 No rust, most original parts (most 😅) noisy exhaust and starts first kick! Lol 

Sitting on my deck, its tanning time, at least for a bit.  My deck is wee, but works!  A new cushion on my vintage bright yellow chair, and my tiny footstool and i feel luxurious!  No room service, but a yummy breakfast with oj and coffee out here feels almost vacation-like!

The spring came early in May, lots of blossoms on the trees then Blam…cold, high winds, even snow! …petals everywhere so likely not a lot of fruit.  Which sucks for the birds! Then came heat: 30C plus…dry, T Storms, very typical Alberta spring.  Or almost summer?

The family pool is open so thats an opportunity to “get my burn on”.  Right now I am comfortably relaxing in bikini top and cutoffs…exposing a rather pale expanse of belly and cleavage.  They’ll tan quick enough. 

Neighborhood walkers don’t notice me, lurking behind a leafy tree.  Suits me fine. Speaking of walking, my goal is a quick walk each morning before coffee.  It can be done!  It’s invigorating to get out, hear the birds, observe the pond (still no frog songs) and see the other iPad addicts on their respective decks.  Dogs t scramble out to woof at me.  And I get to snoop backyards, see who’s making an effort and who is letting their petunias shrivel in the heat!  

My friends garden is small but mighty...peas, rows of yellow beats, onions and carrot - towered over by thriving tomato plants, allows me a chance to scratch my itchy green thumb. And to thin the carrots cause bunnies need to eat too! He takes meticulous care of his property…it is emerald green, except where Choppsy the Bush Bunny nibbled is rather short. 🐇 

There is no one about!  Just my AC kicking on sporadically and mellow tunes from my apartment to keep me company.  The suns out now, red winged blackbirds singing, crickets sayin “it’s gonna rain tonight” and distant traffic.  I love it.  Retirement is good.  Three years ago I wouldn’t have believed how calm, happy and healthy I am feeling!

Spring has sprung and almost nice weather!

 Ah April..grass is greening up, recent light snow are gone again, and the bunnies are active!  Crows, the odd robin, very cheery finches…yes morning seem hopeful that full on Spring approaches! 

This sunny April 1st was no joke.  I awoke in my bed, with access to the whole thing…all four pillows and a very soft fleecy blanket at 7:30.  Up I got, had a Robax to relax my potentially stiff back, then snuggled into my warm comfy nest in the bed.  No pain.  All warm, greeted by my friendly sunbeam…perfection.  My cell phone acts as my television remote, so I press a few buttons and the calm, soothing music I selected on Youtube before calling it a night came over the airwaves…bliss.  This dear readers is a new indulgence, usually ocean resort tunes, while enjoying my sun beam.  I think I might be a house cat?

There was a full moon last night, which since I’m a Cancer, I tend to bla,e for insomnia, and which I can also blame for me not able to settle.  So I did what needed to be done at 1 a.m.m, I washed my kitchen floor.  Lol.  This meant my house, filled with peaceful vibes this sunny morn, was shiny clean!  Excellent, as the days plan included a handsome tall guest at 10:30, then lunch with ‘da gang’ at noon.  

As I had my 1st coffee of the day, I reflected on my current life.  And concluded I am blessed!  Yes, 3 yrs ago it all seemed to crash down on me when I lost my hubby, but I survived.  And now thrive!  Not all those who loose a spouse do.  I had a great life with Mac, he was smart, generous, loving and it was always Go big or go home!  No complaints.  

But now, having moved to Alberta, I find myself involved in a new life.  I am so blessed to have a pleasant cozy apartment, a 26 year old Ikea bed which is soooo comfy, food in my fridge and cupboards…some very wonderful friends and a man who protects, provides, and cherishes me.  He has rekindled my love for hockey, and ice cream bars!  And. His bed isn't uncomfortable either 😘 Speaking of spring, after lunch we sat on his deck, and soaked in a warm sunny day, complete with two bush bunnies happily chomping on his newly green lawn!  

I on the other hand, appreciate his willingness to try my experimental attempts at cooking, and even dared to have a slab of fried Spam!  Ok, I think that was a one off…lol. P

mother Nature the prankster has promised cooler wetter weather tomorrow.  Oh well, tis spring on the prairies.  Tomorrow I will resume my senior citizen (did I really say that?) routine…maybe a whip through Costco, check my friends house plants again, then work on an art project.  

Life is good!  I feel good, he’s healthy….i have nothing to compain about.  Maybe splurge on a lottery ticket.  70 million samolians wouldn’t be too tough to take! A gal can dream can’t she..

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Holy Crap, I’m Old?

 Today is a new year, a new decade, 2026.  Ok I sort of slid through January, but I was busy.  Yes dear readers, at my ripe old retired age of 70, I am back in a very casual workforce.  I am now Demo Diva, doing sample tasters in a local supermarket.  And I love it! Although it requires some organizational skills, a bit of reporting and definitely food handling hygiene ,  its mostly being friendly with shoppers.  And having “the gift of gab” for me, its perfect!  And pays great.  Thus far, I work for a marketing company in Texas “Yeehaw” and depending on which company wants their product flogged determines how many weekends I work.  January was great, 7 six hr shifts, Feb 5 and so far I'm booked for 2 in March.  A shift is 6 hrs…this is where my 70 yr old ankles came into play.  Yeah.  And 70 yr old knees, back…it means really good shoes (which I have) and a mat to stand on (which I was gifted at Christmas by some much younger friends).  What do I make?  Well thus far , pogos or corndogs, little Italian appy skewers (no little Italians were harmedA) and cheeeese.  😋

Most important, it gives me a bit of financial wiggle room, come end of month.  Since I am no financial genius, it can be tight around the 22nd.  So I’m having fun, and my freezer and cupboards are well stocked.  Heck I even splurged on a prime rib  roast (on sale of course) which felt luxurious!

So speaking of aging, now I am living in fair stable health, but all those years of motorcycle adventures have caused arthritis in my feet and hands.  Why?  Cause they went thru the air at average of 65 mph sun, rain, cold, hot for 55 yrs.  😎. It was fun, it was thrilling, but now I creak getting out of my recliner, and crackle first thing in the a.m.

And what did this young at heart widow do next? I let myself be talked into Scottish Country dance.  Uhuh.  Picture a Clydesdale Horse clomping around with a room full of graceful cavorting  ponies.  The next morning my delicate, slim ankles did not work.  Nope.  Sore.  Really sore.  So again, Tylenol, Voltaren, a tensor bandage…yikes!  I tried the next week, Nope.  Because I had a couple of 6 hr shifts coming up, I’ve decided to give up Dashing White Sargeant or Strip the Willow for now.  

Currently my feet are up, coffee in hand, enjoying James May trying goofy kitchen gadgets on TV. My life however, is never dull!  I’ve returned to painting, some Diamond Dotting, and with my amazing boyfriend, we go for some pretty fun meals with friends.   Right now the Olympics have stopped regular hockey, so we watch the Canadian team play.  Not bad.  

Last night we tried a Chophouse in Taber with friends, where I had the most abysmal vodka martini ever!  I do love a dry vodka martini.  Ideally shake. With ice, strained into a chilled glass where a vermouth bottle had been placed, unopened, beside it.  With a twist of lemon peel, or 3 skewered olives.  Last nights drink had None Of That.  Warm, vodka, tasting of pickle and soap, in an old style champagne glass….I sent it back but was still charged $15 for it. Lesson learned.  

I enjoy slothing about.  I have wonderful friends, near and far, and Far Out 🤪 and really like where I live.  And tomorrow?  Being taken to dinner, “dress up” was the only clue as to where, which I can hardly wait for!  My life is better than I’d imagined it would be.  With all the bad things out there, and man there’s a lot, I thank God everyday for how blessed I am.  

Now, chuck in the laundry, empty the dishwasher and enjoy my Friday ❣️

Till next time.  “The more we count the blessings we have, the less we crave the luxuries we haven’t”  William Arthur Ward

  

Deck them Halls Y’all!

🎄𞀝  So 70 Christmasses so far!  And today, as the sun beams into my livingroom, I can’t  help waxing sentimental…”senti”, not just mental, over Christmas past.  

Back in the day, lets say early yp’s, I have a vivid memory of Christmas in Osler.  In our small house, laying on the floor peeking under the bedroom door, watching mom and dad playing with our gifts.  Entranced by the wind up airplane, a DC 10?  A walking doll..do they still make them?  My easy bake oven!  Proudly presenting my dad with a weird chocolate cake baked under a light bulb!  Yes back in the day, ome big gift, a few little ones (do you remember Life Saver books? With the Good flavours?  Rootbeer, wintergreen?). One year a 6 man wooden sleigh!  All of us would fit on this thrill of a lifetime ride down a hill!

Then onto the day at my grandparents:  fiddle music, oranges and ribbon candy.  The boys always got combs and harmonicas and we girls got comb, mirror and brush sets.  Which I never remember using.  Then a glorious dinner with all the family, 10 around the table..wonderful desserts, then sit and watch Hymn Sing.  Or read a nee Golden book. Yup, a simple happy time.  

Eventually the cousins would arrive, always in matching dresses and fancy hair.  They were “city cousins” so they had fancy gifts! Little broaches with real mink fur, siamese cat ornaments.  

Now jump to the 80’s, in my own home, first marraige, we were bikers!  Fools if you ask me now.  But oh what fun…having friends over in our tiny house, with a 1947 Harley Knucklehead motorcycle sitting in the living room as it was being rebuilt.  I can’t imagine putting up with that today, and womder how the heck we wrestled that big bike up the steps in in the door?  Lolcrazy times, empty beer cans decorated our tree, too much partying my friends, too much.  

Then onto the west coast - fabulous walks thru the big Eatons, Sears and the ultimate The Bay!  Yes huge window displays, lights, Salvation Army bands, Santa and his kettle…seems like a 100 years ago.  And at the time, my own personal Santa husband who had no brakes when it came to shopping.  Did I mention The Bay?  He not only shopped like Clause, he was the spitting image of Santa!  Oh what fun!  

So many Santa visits to small communities, Christmas concerts, he was a huge hit!  The beard, the twinkle in his eyes, the impressive Santa suit (no padding required) it was a fabulous time.  I remember acting as his “handler” listening and secreting out kids names, then whispered in his ear ,,,”thats Tommy, he isn’t sure he believes in you this year”  I’ll never forget the reaction ” Tommy?  He’d boom out, “I hardly recognized you, you’ve grown!”  And this kid would get huge eyes, suspiciously approach but beam when he was recognized by The Big Man in Red.  

Then decorating our house, wreathes, garlands, lights, at least three trees all decked out.  And bring in the friends and neighbour's, fireplace crackling, carols playing - we had so much fun!  And Christmas parties?  Santa and I both loved to cook, bake, and bring out the cheer!  Did you know Christmas was our 2nd last urkey of the season?  There was Thanksgiving Turkey, then a Practise or American Thanksgiving turkey, then Christmas turkey and early January his Birthday turkey!  I always ended up with gallons of turkey broth and gravy in the freezer.  Yup, in fact when we lived in Dawson Creek we had 7 trees.  A huge Christmas gathering, gluewien, more cookies than I can shake a stick at, a fabulous time!

We ended up on Vancouver Island, and toned down the celebrations a bit.  Then in early spring 2023 Santa was gone.  I decorated the apartment, played some movies and carols, tried a stuffed frozen turkey roll, and even with friends around me, it was basically me and the cat.  Kind of sad, very lonely.

But today?  I’m back in the prairies!  Thanks to friends old and new, my Christmas is very merry indeed!  A new Santa in my life - no red suit, no beard, but a generous caring heart.  I do cook occasionally, he never fails to say “thank you, that was delicious” except perhaps after I introduced him to tuna casserole one time.  Last night he again took me to look at Christmas lights, walk thru a magical display, and confidentially, I seem to have landed another die hard Santa!  I am blessed.  Again this year I get to enjoy being part of his ever growing family, the traditional Spaghetti dinner and gift opening with them all on the 24th, then turkey and ham (and this year I’ll bring cranberry sauce) more gifts and the whole family at his son and daughter-in-law’s beautiful home.  I think she’s got 4 trees?  Could be a brown Christmas, not much snow here, but who cares? My wee apartment is all decked out, a tree, lights, and 31 little Santas. Lol

Then onto Boxing Day with Sandy which has been going on since the 70’s.  Food, laughter, friends, some Post Christmas cheer! I’m so glad to live here. I feel so blessed.  I miss my family yes, i miss my cats, and sometimes get a bit verklempt looking at the Santa figurines and pictures of Christmas past.  And then count the many blessings I enjoy, and look forward to another year of love, family, new family, friends old and new.  Tho at 70 I seem to have more old than new 😉  

Here’s to another Christmas, another year of joy, of health and blessings.  Love and blessings to you all 🎄🤶

December, keep your snow away!

 December showed up like a pet: all warm and lovey dovey, then changed into gorgeous ❄️ snow.  Then more, ok getting deeper, you can stop!  And thru the snow, I started my part time job:  Demo Dame!  So along with my joy at watching the goose feather snow flakes build into an ice creamy world, I was amazed at how much I enjoyed the new gig! 

Its no secret that I love Christmas.  I may not do the mega cookie bake a thon right now, but I’ve nearly done and wrapped gifts, my wee apartment is all decorated.  I discovered I have 31 Santas in my living room - not counting the smaller Russian “internal” Clauses.  The outside lights, which are sparse on the balcony, are up and lit! My tree is gorgeous with old time ornaments, and a splash o ribbon and I start most days with coffee and Youtube Christmas markets from Germany.  If you haven’t done a virtual tour of Christkindlemarts, you really should take a peak!

I helped my mensch set up his festive decor:  breath taking!  And he only set up a bit of his village, one tree and many gorgeous decorations.  It makes the season easier to handle, being included in his family’s celebrations.  The 24th, traditional spaghetti feast with his kids and grandkids at his place and unwrapping the gifts.  Christmas day at his son and daughter in laws, big meal, lots more family and a wonderful evening.  Then comes Boxing Day and the annual celebration at Sandys.  Many tales, many laughs and yes, many foods to enjoy.  Whats not to love?

I do miss seeing my family at Christmas, but winter and hours of driving are just a bit much.  So facetime, many phone calls will have to do. 

The latest event in life:  I’ve started painting again, thanks to my friend Maureen - and we have a table to sell our artistic efforts at an upcoming craft show.  I honestly think my paintings have improved this year, and I still find it hard to part with them but hey, it may be a new revenue generator for me.  Lol 

And so, another busy month for me with a couple of shifts as demo dame, some Christmas parties and friends and neighbors here to enjoy.  Temperatures were above zero today, and my life is going pretty smoothly!  

Take care all, keep between the ditches and see y’all next year.☃️🎄❄️🤶

November, and the weather is…Easy?

 Holy mackerel, its mid November.   And as I’m sure you lnow by now, unless you’ve been Living under a rock, the Jays did not win the World Series.  Qu’elle disappointment.  So now, onto Hockey!  And lets see what other activities will or Are on my mind and keeping me busy?

Well tis the season, almost.  And to that end I am so proud of myself, I’ve nearly completed my Christmas shopping!  You might recall the Great Kazoo Christmas of 2024, well hang onto your toques folks, there’s more in the stockings this year.  Think Harmonicas!  Always a fav and usually a Honer from Grandpa Friesen.  A cacophony of joyful noises, although it was mostly the inhale, exhale type of noise.  Those of you who’ve had the pleasure know of what I speak.  My Christmas budget however, is scant , since I remain unemployed and at the whim of my pension.  But wait, theres more! 

I gots me a job!  A demo merchandiser, as of yesterday.  So its some on site training and getting my schedule, and I could be be the Queen of handing out samples!  Should be good.  Seasonal? - probably, but its some needed extra loot. 

Which brings me to my newest side gig:  I’m going to sell paintings at a Christmas craft fair!  This as the result of my lovely wee Scottish friend Mo, who scouted out a venue and booked us as M&M Arts.  The fair is early December, so I need at least 24 pieces to present.  And price -  so since we havent done this before, there’s some guess work involved!! And so picking up my brushes, digging out some canvases, and finding my paints didn’t freeze and expire during the move, I have been happily binge painting.  And must say I’m fairly happy with the results.  As I explained, they aren’t perfect, but then neither am I! I am agog with anticipation!

So it seems my end of the year will be over flowing with activity!  And tonight, I hauled up my tree and garland from the basement storage, and as if turning my dining table into my art gallery wasn’t enuff, my living room is now a disaster as I figure out why one garland won’r light up!  On the bright side, my Christmas tree casts a seasonal glow over the apartment.  And that fills my heart with joy. 

There are days I can hardly believe my good fortune.  My life has taken a very positive turn, and for that I am eternally grateful.  I am so blessed.  And cant wait to see whats coming next. I’m feeling positive that faith carries me forward!  Who knew 70 could be so fun!

Take me out to the ball game…

 First it was a renewed obsession with hockey!!  The Habs are having an awesome season, great young players, and lets just say its tres exciting to watch.  Lol. 

And 2027 Greycup is in Saskatchewan!  OMG….if it wasn’t so damn cold in November - and lets recall several snowy football games - I’d bet I might go! Even though the CFL is dumbing down the game to satisfy its greedy sponsors, er Masters.  

But the real addiction now is, you guessed it, the Blue Jays!  What a year they are having! Watching the World Cup is amazing!  Game 5….oh yes, the Jays are hitting their stride.  Game 1…a bit deflating but Game 2.  Wow, they spanked the Dodgers, I mean embarrassed them in Toronto.  3-  uh oh, disappointing but 4 …I mean 18 innings.  We hung in until the 16th then sleep overtook. Tonight game 5… yup,  9 innings, victorious and now …game 6 in T’ranna….. and potentially winning the World Series.   I watch the games, at times so excited I cheer, clap, and yes some expletives.  Lol 

Watch we will, hoping not too many yard goblins disturb our viewing, being Hallowe’en and all,  so now I warned my man I’ve been converted: into a cheering hockey fan for the Habs and the Leafs…. . And to the Jays….which is much louder.  Of course His response?  “Oh great, now I’ve created a monster.”  Yes my dear, you have.

Happy World Series friends, heres to a win for the Blue Jays on Friday! 

Septembers fallin’ on me….

 I confess:  I woke up with good intentions.  Resolve.  Plans.  Big plans about housecleaning, a healthy breakfast, getting showered up and motivated!  I was well rested, feeling good, needing my first cup of coffee.  Every morning is a fresh start.

“I will not let the evil in our world pull me down” was my mantra as I slogged to the coffee maker.  My hair looked like Cindy Lou Who …howd that old woman get in my mirror.  Never mind, I shall don my wonderful wig and become you g and pretty (hey, a gal can dream can’t she?) then, engage cheerful morning music, Check!  Now this is better.

Then emails, any exciting new job opportunities?  Yes, I’m looking for part time gig, and have sent out many applications..  even was interviewed.  No matches just yet, but ever the optomist, i carry on looking. 

Morning check in with social media, arghhh now that was a mistake.  Down the rabbit hole I fell, deleting., blocking, hateful comments about a recent murder , and subsequent crap on Faceplant.  Nope, not gonna let the evil comments ruin my morning.  I have a great day, night and weekend ahead of me!

Speaking of which, its 22C and sunny, light breeze, gorgeous fall morning here.  And so I sit, occasionally gazing at the to-be-dusted surfaces around me (must I tackle the venetian blinds or can they survive another day or ten?) my breakfast of a wonderful juicy orange and carrot muffin with cream cheese was hours ago, now I hear a sandwich woth fresh lettuce on rye calling my name…yes, the life of a retired old gal is a good one. 

I am rich, rich with good friends, a handful of whom or who ? I’ll have dinner with tonight.  Accompanied by my very handsome, very charming man.  Conversation will no doubt orbit around current events, the Blue Jays pitcher, cars, Football (CFL if you please - go Riders) etc.  i may never be wealthy, but my life is pretty dang wonderful.  My family are healthy, and remain spread over western Canada and round the world.  I can’t wait for hockey to fire up!  Yup, getting close to “the season”.

So I will continue with my day.  At times I really do need to motivate myself to get off my arse, get going - get my chores done!  Self discipline has never been my strong suite. Okay, I gave up my bad habits 2 years ago, but remain a carnivore (albeit a low budget one) and try to live a more or less healthy life.  Hey I put lettuce in my sandwich, doesn’t that count? Lol

And I do my best to surround myself with love and happiness.  I watch stuff that makes me laugh out loud,  mostly avoiding the blood and guts John Wick crap on TV.  I did get hired to work the municipal election for a 12 hr shift in October, so thats a positive!  

I leave you with this quote  “The mind is everything.  What you think, you become,” Buddha.  I think I’m going to have a great month!  I hope y’all do to. 

Say hello, say goodbye…that was my July!

 What a trip!  I've been home now for a week, sometimes glued to my recliner, sometimes out and about, being squired to share a bite with friends, and some days, like today, in full lounge mode!  Calm tunes on, coffee nearby, in my “sleepy pants” just grooving with my slow thoughts.  Yup, this is what being retired isabout.  Do I feel guilt that Im not out for a brisk walk?  Not painting a memory from the trip?  Not going out with friends?  Nope.  This is just fine.  Tis now August long weekend, my 70th.  I feel good.  Its sunny out, kind of hot, so the day wont be spent indoors, I am sure. 

“August creates as she slumbers, replete and satisfied” What a cool quote!  Its been described as a slow almost melancholic month, from the top of the ferris wheel that is August one can almost see the end of the year creeping up on you. But tis not all downhill!  It’s giving me time to reflect on the past weeks on an amazing road trip to Ontario.

Armed with coffee, egg salad sandwiches, and a reliable vehicle, my man and I headed east! The occasional pee breaks,  we whipped thru Saskatchewan into Manitoba, and into Winnipeg for the night.  He took me for a marvellous dinner, and in the lovely weather we dined outside, where I had an epic portion of pickerel fried in “a shitload” of butter.  It was amazing! He swore I got a whole fish! Then back on the road to Thunder Bay.  My first Arby’s meal in decades…budget dining!  Lol a third day on the road, and this time we drove through miles of lakes, and the Canadian Shield. Gorgeous!  I mean huge cuts through massive gorgeous rock, layers, colours - and lakes!  Mind blowing.  Occasionally we stopped for a Subway (i love their tuna salad..lol) and a surprise stop by a lake.

Now I  talking through the bush, on a skinny grassy lame, to a very romantic spot, with a big smooth rock coming put of the water.  Where a person could easily slip and fall if they were unlucky. It was a place I’ll never forget!  Filled with wild flowers, blueberries not quite ready to pick, and birdsong.  Yup,  lovely! And not a black-fly in sight.

Then onwards to our destination that evening New Liskeard Ontario. Travelling with the local, ex pipeline inspector, Former road construction dude I learned where he paved, raked, etc through the area.  And where hed pipelined, what the little yellow signs meant…very cool!  A running dialogue made miles tick by. 

So we’d arrived, stayed for a few days, and were treated just awesomely by his sister-in law and her hubby.  And their daughter and her family…great people!  My concerns were gone, I felt welcomed and loved.  It was great!  Also my first Chip Stand experience!  OMG why cant I get these in Alberta?  Fresh cut from Russet potatoes, twice fried…amazing! 

Onto Arnprior, his sister’s place, where her hubby and their grown daughter lives.  Shes a ball of energy, cooking, canning, knitting…lol I have a gorgeous new pair now!  Then onto the grandsons wedding, outdoors, at White Lake, 30C…very scenic, the wedding party were gorgeous, and after we danced and ate and I met More family! Im so glad I had a big sunhat, since others got a wee sunburn. And on day 4 I fulfilled another goal: beavertail! Big flat fluffy fried dough, with brown sugar and cinnamon, heaven!

We’d made a quick trip to Toronto, then stayed at a glorious casino in Pickering on the return.  Huge suite, great hot tub, loved every minute of it. TO however made me nervous, I dId not belong there! 

So back to his sisters and a day exploring Ottawa.  It was good, sunny, and saw many sites.  The War Memorial which looks huge on TV, was much smaller! I saw the Rideaux Canal, the Parliament buildings, and had a shady cold drink where we people watched.  And now I can say I understand The Humidex.  38C of Sweat!  Lol its smothering.  I’ll take dry heat any day.

So I was convinced he’d planned a romantic dinner in Ottawa for my birthday.  When actually we were taking sister and her hubby to the wee town of Carp, to the ag grounds for a Bingo!  Where everyone parked on the grounds, ate fantastic pie ($5 a slice and they sold out of hundreds of pieces!) Where I got stuck in the fence much to the amusement of three ladies sitting on their endgate drinking wine, had my name announced with a birthday greeting, And had a cake waiting for me when I returned from the trip to the biffy.  A birthday I shall never forget!  It was Perfect! 

Eventually we bid adieu, one more family stop in Sudbury (worse roads ever!) then home along The Big Lake they call Gitchee Goomee.  It was Huge and we drove alongside it for a full day.  Beautiful? It was like being in a Group of Seven painting!  White Pines - look magical!  Rugged rocks, endless lake vistas…I loved it.  And waterfalls?  He made sure I got the full meal deal as they say.  Just wonderful.  Kakabecca Falls .. everything I dreamt it would be.  Yup, trip o a lifetime.

Now in 1991 I made this trip on motorcycle on the way to Nflnd.  In the rain.  In a hurry.  But it was nothing like this past July.  Did we get tired of each other?  Nope.  Did his family no accept me?  On the contrary they were loving and kind and welcoming! And fun! 

I checked off my 3 goals: chip stands (almost daily!) beaver tails and poutine.  Hot weather, no blackfly bites, some rain, a lot of smoke on the way home!

Speaking of the return trip we took an extra day and stayed in Saulte St Marie overnight.  My new fav city!  Gorgeous national historic site at the Mills.  Lovely stroll, fab dinner out, and amazing hotel room.  I cant get over the size of the lakes, the maple leaves, oak trees…loved it!

And now, older and wiser, I’m home, happy, and reflecting on many August long weekends past.  My first long car vacation, hoping not my last!  Its coming end of summer now.  Gardens are giving fresh treats.  People are dealing with sweltering Alberta weather, and sadly birds are starting to flock up. 

It’s a last stand. “It’s a smile, it’s a kiss, it’s summertime “

“The things that make me different are the things that make me.” Winnie the Pooh

 What the heck!  Am I worried?  Worried about another birthday? A new decade?  Holy mackerel…change is the only constant in my life?  Not really.  Joy, happiness, love…these are, and continue to be, my life’s  fuel.  

Lets be real, I have experienced sadness, loss and melancholy.  Like every other person on the planet, ever.  Unlike some, however,  I found a strength, a faith, and a way to continue on.  I’ve been accused of wearing rose coloured glasses…not true!  Not a PollyAnna, but a woman who looks forward to what is about to be.  My next adventure…lol maybe this lack of common sense and fear is why I was successful in my career?  Who knows!

June whizzed by, I worked on my tan, my budget and my ability to be a good friend.  A good daughter, and a good sweetheart.  Many enjoyable lunches out.  Many chicken wings!  Some really delish, some meh and one OMG what are these? Blech! True fact: ice cream sundaes are my weakness.  A hint to those seeking a hot relationship - it’s ice cream sundaes.  Yes my single seekers, a casual offer of ice cream is the way to our hearts! Lol

On that vein, I no longer think of myself as a single lonely old widow. I have a fabulous relationship, which I’m sure you discovered in my earlier blogs.  And it never ceases to amaze, nay - dazzle me! Now my weekends include my new “family” group,  fun, beautiful people.  Hot summer afternoons in the pool, “going for a float” since my swimming is more like floundering.. Lol. 

But wait, there’s more.

My man is taking me along to his grandsons wedding in July.  In Ontario.  Where All the other family members reside!   Sister, sister in law, cousins, brothers in law, grandchildren, his eldest son & family and school friends.  Holy Moly!  And we leave, driving, tomorrow morning, b&e! (Bright and early) 

Now my man is a travellin’ man.  He’s worked on the road as a contractor in the oil & gas world for many years.  And makes the drive to the Ottawa valley at least once a year.  He worked in the Maritimes, and vacationed throughout so hes really “at one” with long hours on the road.  And long hours there will be!  First day on the road destination is Winnipeg.  Next night in Thunder Bay.  Then on to Arnprior ON staying with his sister in law and her husband.   A big day!  

We’ll be going to Toronto (T’ranna) for a nite, and I've been promised a tour of Ottawa. Will it be a whirlwind of new people, who may have different ideas and ways than I’m used to?  Oh definitely!  I’m agog with anticipation! I am looking forward to hand cut fries and vinegar, poutine, and beaver tails.  Lol maybe not so excited about the humidity, or black flies but I have been reassured I’ll be fine!

My suitcase is packed.  im ready to go!  Which brings me to another short albeit freaky tale.  If you’ve known me for many years, you know I love traveling.  To the pointcwhere I pack at least 3 days before I am to leave.  So night before last, my bags on my bed, I was watching the Tube, when I heard a hell of a racket - fire alarm!  Around 11:45.  Once I realized this wasnt just my apartment, I grabbed my keys and purse then Wait a Minute!  If the building burns my vacation would be ruined!  With that light bulb going on I grabbed my bags, my insulin out of the fridge (gotta stay healthy), snagged my purse and hustled to the muster point,  along with all the other tenants in my 4 story condo building!  One young fellow said Sheesh how’d you pack so quickly?  Lol. I said “I’m leaving for a 4 week holiday in a day so I was packed already!” Lol By the time we all were out, I could hear the sirens and the fire trucks arrived.  People had their pets snuggled under their robes, most were in pajamas looking concerned.  But happy ending:  the apartment above me had a lamp that started on fire!  Thank god not an all consuming conflagration.  By 12:45 the nice firemen were letting us all inside (giggling at my packed bags) and by 2 a.m. I was sleeping.  

No one can say my life is boring.  In fact, in a couple of weeks I’ll be turning 70.   Uhuh.  Another decade.      Of what New exciting things on the horizon? This past decade had sorrows, loss, some joys and change along with new discoveries, new relationships and challenges.  Now I see a new journey on new roads.   And who knows what lies in store? 

In the words of Piglet “I wonder what’s going to happen exciting today.”

Oh my goodness, its Hockey Playoffs!

 Its amazing how a person’s perspective changes as they “mature”, and lately my perspective has had a major change.  I may have mentioned a month or so ago that I was a rebooted Habs (Montreal Canadiens) fan.  Then when last years Stanley Cup was in its final playoffs, I found I was enthusiastically cheering on the Oilers.  And Now in round 2 of the playoffs, with my precious Habs out golfing with the Canucks and Senators (you hockey die hards know what that means) we’re down to three Canadian teams in the playoffs, round 2.  Its a big hairy deal!  The Leafs, the Oilers and the Jets remain!  

Now the reason its a big hairy deal, is because The Man, who I’m seeing on a pretty regular basis, is a full blooded, die hard, life long Toronto Maple Leafs fan.  I mean on a Rider level of hard core fan!  On a level equal to my dad.  Big Al loved the Leafs.  So now, each evening I watch hockey.  yes, you read that right.  Its becoming a big hairy deal for me!  Games are exciting!  I almost remember who’s playing for which team.  Heck I even listened to the trades…when Marchand was sent to Florida and who I now boo like the rest of the world. During tonights game, I was yelling at the referees, cheering on players, and once in a while encouraging my team to “put ‘em in the boards”.  

When the Leafs won tonight in the 3rd period, after the Panthers pulled their goalie, it was down right exciting enough my pulse quickened, I was cheering louder, until “settle down girl” got my attention. And that from my Super-fan man!

The week is planned around who plays when, and social outings inevitably turn to hockey standings.  I wore a t-shirt today at lunch that had a big Maple Leaf on the front with the words “Once.  Just once before I die” on it.  Leaf fans, the true fans - know what thats about,  The last time they won the big one, the Stanley Cup was in 1967.  So upon entering the pub to meet our friends, I was greeted with OMG I need a photo of your shirt…and other comments, because those folks all knew what it meant. 

Which brings me to my new happy place.  After a lifetime of detesting the Leafs, I find myself cheering them on like a mad woman.  Much to the disappointment of my hard core Habs fans.  Lol This new passions for Hockey has created stronger connections with family, friends and my fav super-fan.  I’ve been converted. 

Well let’s see how this series ends up.  I’m pretty hopeful one of the Canadian teams will end up inthe final playoffs! Now if the referees could just remember to bring their whistles. 😉

Sun, snow, Spring?

 Ahhh April.  Sunshine, warm days and on with shorts and sandals.  Sitting on the patio for a morning coffee, and Hark! A robin!  This stuff does my heart good.  And then…da da daaaaa white roofs, slick smattering of snow!  Oh what the heck, tis April in Alberta!

 Now where I live, the snow was minimal.  A skiff.  Barely called snowy at all.  Funny, but the North Island got more snow than we did!  But north of here?  Edson. Red Deer, Edmonton….now they had a proper dump of snow!  And of course icy roads, freezing rain, oh yeah the works.  

Easter weekend will soon be here, and so what does this warm blooded woman do?  Chocolate of course!  And today I hit the chocolate jackpot at Walmart.  Alas, my traditional Mr. Solid, who was hit by shrinkflation last Easter being noticeably smaller in stature, was not to be found.   Cheap milk chocolate is a dirty secret that can’t be resisted.  Traditionally, its off with the ears first, yup, then the head.  After those are ingested, its right to the feet, yummy yummy…. And followed by the chocolatey tail, and finally, the body.  Torso?  Thorax?  I’m not as accurate on bunny anatomy other than its delicious!  But today, alas no Mr. Solid was to be found.

But what should I spy as I scanned the Easter candy aisles in Walmart?  A knock off, solid 1 lb bunny, for under $5.00.  Kalloo Kallay!  I proudly marched past the multi coloured foil wrapped mini eggs, the fluorescent Peeps etc, and secured a week or more of tv watching, late night nibbling delight!  

Whatever happened to the Easter treats of old?  The bright hard coated pure sugar eggs we found in our Easter baskets of yesteryear? (my fav were the robin egg blue ones)  The gorgeous shiny foil wrapped chocolate covered marshmallow eggs?  And the huge, hollow ornately decorated with icing and icing sugar flower?  Sometimes with your name on them?  

I have memories of anxiously looking out the living room window as a child, asking my dad if the Easter bunny could make it through a typical Saskatchewan Easter snow storm?  Other years the kids would be tearing around the yard at my Aunt Gladys and Uncle Daves farm, shrieking with excitement as we’d find eggs hidden in clever spots!  Yup, sugar induced hysteria until exhausted we’d finally wear ourselves out.  It was fun! It was Spring!

Tomorrow I will look for tulips to brighten my apartment, maybe some foil wrapped candy, or a wee bunny ornament.  My friends have gone all out on decorations and gorgeous centrepieces.  Alas, I no longer have room for those things, so I enjoy theirs. 

And on Good Friday, celebrating with my “new family” I will offer thanks for the gift of Gods love.  These days, with the world events making me question the sanity of our leaders, we could do with a reminder of forgiveness and redemption.  

Happy Easter to all, stay safe, and enjoy the bunnies. 🪺🐇

Time flew by….on Two Wheels

 How did that happen.  Seems it was just a few weeks ago I packed up, bid the Island farewell and made the drive thru wind, snow, ice, dust and avalanches to the land of big skies, old friends, and a new life.

Oh don’t fret, I’m still the scatterbrained impulsive albeit irresistible chick i have always been 😏 just now, Im prepping for yet another new decade, back in Alberta, the land I adore!  In 4 short months I’ll be 70.  Seventy!  Holy henshit who’d have guessed? And who would have said I would be living my best life?  It is astounding!

A glimpse of my amazing life.  Thought some will consider it boring after decades of adventures, moving hither and yon.  Of many cats who’ve come and gone.  Mr Big, Rosie, Diego, and Fat Casey.  Reflecting on them I remain convinced beyond  a doubt I am a cat person.   But for now, and likely the foreseeable future, my home will be cat-less.  I can live with that.  I mean average age could be 15 years, and do I really want an old cat when I’m 85? No, not likely.  So cats are off the menu.

Lets see what else is off my menu - motorcycles.  And my life on 2 wheels. Oh I have loved them.  Had a fair amount, starting with the 250 Honda, lol which my then husband ran ragged.  Then onto a Triumph Bonneville, oh what a blast she was a trip to Sturgis, ripping thru Wyoming and Montana!  Moving to the main course a 781/2 Harley Electraglide…many thousands of miles on that beast.  Low, loud, slow compared to my other rides, it was great for meeting new folks.  Like the welder in Utah to reattached my exhaust pipe mount. Took her across Canada to Nfld, dozen trips to Sturgis, all through the praries and USA.   Lol. I estimate over 80,000 miles before it was sold on lime, waaaay before facebook, to a buyer who sent the cheque with the driver of a moving truck from California.  Lol I was trusting.  Or Naive?

Then onto my first Softail.  An ‘86, a wreck from Arizona that was hauled to the local insurance yard.  Poor rider was killed when he was knocked off his bike near where we lived at the time.  Many calls to Customs, Insurance here and the US, and a new frame, it was resurrected after many many hours of rebuilding.  Its where  I learned about rebuilding and modifying a bike from the ground up. And that cutting out the main support bar on a bare frame to fit a 6 speed transmission may not have been the wisest choice! (Yeah it finally cracked many years later) that softtail made trips south, west, north, a wonderful bike!  180,000 Miles bore  we moved to the NWT, and I sold it. There will never be another like her. 

True there were years when I was bikeless, due to a wandering lifestyle with my late husband, but came the day I walked out of the Calgary Motorcycle Show with a brand new 1200cc Sportster!  Okay, call it a girly bike all you want but it moved!  Scared the bejeez out of me first ride when I cracked it!  A week in California, Hwy 101, all over Western Canada…a really good little ride! 

Then came the day I saw my dream Harley!  A Dyna Switchback…103 cubic inches of pure joy! It was my favourite bike ever!  Beautiful, till I lost a saddlebag lid on the hwy…lol Ah thats why I carried bungie cords and duct tape.  Sure the rear brake dissolved and could have killed me, but it didnt. 😎 and when we were ensconced in the north, in Dawson Creek, one last ride to southern AB and for some ungodly reason, it was traded for a 749cc Russian made bike with sidecar - a Ural.  At the time it made sense, Mac and I wanted on off road capability, camping, gravel roads, etc.  But then Covid hit.  Mac got ill.  Really ill.  We needed to return to Alberta, kick our “renter-from-hell” and her 3 hounds out and settle back in Milo.  Sadly we ended up selling out Urals and refocused on getting well.  So endeth the wild backroad adventure bikers!  But wait theres more:

And now we head west, to the Island again, where we, perhaps unwisely, purchased 2 used HD’s.  Not a lot of miles on them, I had to sell when sadly I became a widow.  My favorite riding buddy and dear husband was gone. 

I made one more big trip, this time by car, to bid farewell with his riding friends in Montana, Washington and Alberta with tears, laughter, some damn good scotch and the realization I Would Survive. And survive, nay - thrive! 😎 and I have.

I adore my new life in Alberta.  I’ve moved into a very cozy condo, have awesome friends both new and old and a new love in my life. A while new family is now part of my days, My original family is doing well, and I have abundance. 

So onwards!  Farewell to my motorcycling lifestyle, but kept my wanderlust and quest for adventures.  Just a bit slower, lol.  Happiness surrounds me. My drinking partying days are Behind me.  I remain a social butterfly.  And still haven’t mastered the art of colouring within the lines!  Lol  

True story; My boyfriend’s  son was sharing a laugh, shaking his head asking his pa “where did you find this one.” The answer “the Silver Buckle Saloon”…lol  Truth can be stranger than fiction!

  

Then 

Lang may yer lum reek.

 Oh dear.  My carefully crafted blog, just went “poof” and disappeared.  😵‍💫

So let me recap.  This is the month of Robbie Burns dinners, and celebration.  For the translation of the title Land may yer lum reek” it literally means “long may your chimney smoke” wishing someone enduring prosperity, warmth, and health.  It symbolizes comfort and abundance.  And its my New Years wish for all family and friends, near and far.

2024 was a very good year . Making the trip through the rockies from Vancouver Island to Alberta meant serious changes for me!  Its been mostly positive, seeing old friends, meeting new ones, and now a new man in my life.  I rented an apartment and a few months later moved to a rented condo which is awesome (did I mention heated underground parking?) one sad note, I surrendered my Casey Cat who is now being spoiled in a foster home.  Do I miss her?  Sometimes.  Do I miss the liter box, or the fur?  Nope.  

Christmas too was excellent.  Spending time with my man and his family was a hoot!  I decided to give the three grandsons each a kazoo, oh it was loud and hilarious.  Maybe next year harmonicas?  It was a lot of food, chocolate, laughing, shared memories of loved ones no longer here, and many Christmas decorations!  My new man also is Christmas crazy and we did many tours of the amazing lights all over town.  

I got to see old school chums - the other 69 yr old gals at a really nice lunch.  I was toured all over southern Alberta in my man's (boy friend? Not sure of the terminology at this age?) car - a very sweet red Mercedes convertible.  He bravely took me to Saskatoon to see some of my family and my mom and step dad.  And my aunt Gladys “the butter tart queen”.  It was an excellent trip.

It never ceases to amaze me how each decade of my life holds secrets that unfold as I become older.  Each gets better than the last!  Heck last summer I skinny dipped!  First time ever!  Lol I honestly don’t miss my motorcycle, it was fun, and a big part of my life for decades.  But now?  That is past.  I am happy with my new life.  Don’t get me wrong, this fixed income crap is tough at times, but I am looking for a part time job.  Maybe at Costco demonstrating samples?  Or as I call it “the seniors buffet”   I’m learning how to shop the flyers, and hopefully save some $$ for summer.  

And for the first time in a bit I am happy and thankful again.  Which really is great.  Lots of laughs, regaining my love of hockey, and feeling optimistic about life.

Now to find some haggis, toast the Bard and since Auld Lang Syne.  Happy New Year!

December arrives...with skates and chocolate!

 Hockey, my old old friend, has skated back into my life.  Tis the result of my mensch's addiction to the sport.  Oh years of growing up sitting quietly (and I mean not even breathing loud!) watching hockey night in Canada with Dad.  Big Al was hockey fan-a-holic, and the smart kids blended quietly into the background when the Leafs were on the ice!!! So getting back into watching the game was not a stretch. 

But wait, I was an Original 6 fan.  No teams from the deep south no no!!!! To that end, I'm adjusting.  And some days watching 3 games simultaneously!!!  Have  I not mention my hockey mensch?? Who is also a Leafs fan!! Who threatened to leave me standing in the parking lot should I ever dare to catch a ride wearing a Habs t-shirt again??? Uhuh, true story.

So now, my wee apartment fully Santa-fied, I'm happy, listening to Carols over Youtube.  My Christmas shopping is complete, tho frugal this year.  Lights, garland, ornaments - its pretty cheery here.  Not to the extent of my previous locations.  One tree vs 5, no large village, no miles of lights and outdoor decorations.  And so far no baking - tho I have been given seasonal cookie cutters, and a "Now you can bake!" this morning!!

Christmas has changed.  As you can imagine, no Santa in the house, no trips to community concerts.  But I still love it!  The snow, the lights, the decor, just all the "stuff" that makes the season bright!! However, I have lucked out, and my mensch is a total Christmas maniac!! His late wife apparently was the equivalent to my Santa.  And like him, she made sure there were a lot of Christmas Stuff.  So now his house is fully glammed up for the celebrations!  I'm so looking forward to spending Christmas with him, his family and our friends.  

The life of a retired senior is not for the feint of heart - now I fully understand "fixed income" and to that end I've been looking for part-time work.  I was surprised to hear how the economy has slowed, and large stores like Costco are saying sales are down significantly.  But I remain hopeful!  And just remind myself to NOT use my credit card!!! LOL I can do it!!  

This month has three Christmas parties, 2 family events with his sons and daughter in law, and many more jeux d'hockey!! And in between I enjoy my tree, miss my kitty (who is now in a foster home) and remember Christmases past.  Many warm memories, many smiles and a few sniffles.  So many locations - so many different homes, it's hard to keep it all straight.  And so much love from family and friends near and far.  I love you all! 

So now, to drag out some Christmas movies, more music, and get ready for festivities of the weekend.

From one of my favorite movies The Polar Express: "Seeing is believing but sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see"

Here's to a great December!

I get by, with a little help, from my friends….

 Without my friends, I cannot imagine where I’d be.  Certainly not in a safe, comfortable home.  Surrounded by an ever decreasing amount of cardboard boxes.  More likely living In a cardboard box.  “Cardboard box? Luxury!” OK if you are a Python fan, I don’t need to explain. 

Anyways, here I am.  Awake at stupid o’clock, reporting Live from the Hat….so, whatcha been doing Marlean, you may ask.  Well let me tell ya….I moved.  

The shift to my condo was, as expected, a ton o work.  Yes, I have heard many times “oh you’ve moved so much, you must have really downsized belongings? Ha!  As if!  Yes, since my first of four moves over the past 18 months, I have.  Yet, as I continue to open boxes I find myself judging “keep? or sell?”  Watch FB marketplace, cause baby, there’s  some bargains to be had!

But back to my tale of moving….thank goodness for my man friend, who is compulsively organized!  And has a few moves under his belt as well!  With his encouragement I did not give up, throw away the dreaded tape gun and sit on the floor looking defeated.  Indeed he shows up, armed with Many cardboard boxes, tools to disassemble furniture without swearing, and tacos.  Seriously!  Lunch was delivered!  And so for the first time in my life, moving day arrived and Everything Was Packed!  There was no scramble to throw stuff willy nilly into bags….I was ready!

Not only is he organized, he mobilized his family and friends, arranged who loaded and unloaded what where, and in two and a half hours, my old apartment was empty.  Upon arrival at the condo, the trailer and vehicles were unloaded - including what had to be separated onto the store room - in 90 minutes!!!! A new world record folks! 

Was I stressed?  Oh yes.  Enough to reduce my natural resistance and a catch nasty sinus cold.  Now we’ve had colds, yes we know the joys of not sleeping because of endless running nose, and coughing our guts out.  Yeah that kind of cold. It’s been fun trying to unpack like this, but I’ve pretty much finished the kitchen, bedroom, laundry room …bathroom is next.  

This morning I sat in the sun, enjoying my balcony, sipping coffee to the sounds of chickadees and jays.  The new place is marvellous.  No traffic noise, no security lights beaming into the bedroom, just peacefull..  And entertaining for me, watching people and their dogs,Man there are a lot o dogs here.

So far, no 7:30 a.m. cacophony of doggies competing over who can bark the loudest.  In fact its very quiet! Thanks to my mensch delivering cold meds, I’m feeling a lot better so more unpacking full throttle tomorrow. 

The massive amount of cupboards I was bragging about?  Well I will end up filling them.  Apparently my pantry overfloweth…5 cake mixes? 8 tins o beans?  Future hoarder?  Well at least my groceries are well stocked!  Lol 

Yes, the past 18 months have been heaven and hell.  Loss of my Mac, giving up the Cat, letting go of things to make room for more wasn’t easy.  The strong loving friends I have relied on for this new path I am on, have been priceless! Overwhelmed by a new relationship, and acceptance of his family - I am so thankful for their help and support. 

 I am weary from moving.  Ready to make my nest as it were, get my winter gear ready, snuggle in with a strong man and watch some TV…and just relax. At least until my next adventures!!! It’s almost sweater weather, break out the chips and hot chocolate. 😍

Summertime and the livin is easy….

 Guess who just showed up?  That silly sweaty smoky month - September!  It used to be called Harvest Month.  And judging by the many combines raising dust and bringing in gorgeous crops, its living up to its name.  Tis when we collectively prepare for the coming winter.  And apparently thats what I’ve been up to.  So much has happened dear reader!  

The sun is amazing, everything I missed when I lived on the coast.  Hot, dry, very sunny and for the forst time in many years I am tanned!  My gentleman friend is a total sun worshipper, so many hrs spent soaking up the rays, and floating in his daughter in law’s pool.  How awesome is that!  Being a hard core land mammal, I admit I did lose my footing in the pool.  Rather than just standing up in the 4 feet of  water, I spluttered, floundered and inhaled a schnoz full o pool.  Lol yes, I can provide amusement even in my distress.  Then go red with embarrassment.  Lol 

This summer has been one of firsts, including sunbathing on the shore of 2 rivers, watching 8 sandhill cranes come croaking over us, going into to river up to my ankles and becoming dizzy watching the water glide by.  I am definitely not a water creature!  But the tanning on shore: magic!!

On a trip in my friends fabulous convertible, I gave in to the warm sun and dozed off.  Sleeping as passenger is a favourite of mine.  Little did I know that when we passed a Doppler radar weather station, the radar detector would Scream to life!  Apparently I jumped 6”  with a loud expletive, lol and was wide awake the next hour o the trip.  Lol

So whats new now.  Well, I have found a new abode - a condo on the south side o the city, much closer to shopping.  A lovely new place, move date Sept 30.  Good grief, more packing, unpacking, getting settled but its a good price, and dear reader, I have heated underground parking and a heated storage space!  I cant wait to get settled in, and get my computer hooked up, maybe even (brace yourselves) bake Christmas cookies!!  On the down side, there are no pets allowed, so Casey will be going to a new home.  I dont feel too guilty because I am away so often she isn’t getting the attention she needs.  

Tomorrow the office gets boxed up, and right into storage will go all my camping and Christmas stuff.  Yay!! My new kitchen has tons of counter space, 10’ ceilings and a massive amount of cupboards!  

So keep reading and see what other new and crazy adventures await!  Its a very busy happy life I’m living.  Who knew?  But then, who’d have thought a very handsome lovely man would take an interest in a 69 yr old ex biker chick?  Lol  He doesn’t drink, no bikes, no beard but a Scot!  And he’s helping me get organized for this move.       

   “The only time you should look back, is to see how far you’ve come.”   Amen to that! 😎

And just like that, August was here!

 August:  for many years it meant long trips on my motorcycle.  And as you know, dear reader, that life is now behind me.  Oh I had my fair share of fun and adventures, but now I’m on a new road, and still finding my way.

I had a birthday this month, and am another year old, maybe a little wiser, but ending my 60’s on a good note!  A new province, some new friends, renewed old friendships - it’s all great.

With a friend, I went to the local farmers market.  And there was a ton of stuff for sale - including a cornucopia of crisp, delectable fresh vegetables!  Some spuds, a cabbage and a handful of radishes reminded me of the abundance of gardens out here!  Did I mention my August weakness?  Peaches and cream fresh picked corn on the cob.  Oh man, it is the best!  I can eat an embarrassing amount of corn on the cob, with a bit o butter, salt & pepper:  nothing is better!

How about yellow beans, fresh picked, steamed and more butter?  Yup, had a few excellent feeds lately. A few little tomatoes, a cuke still sun warmed, oh this is a time to have a garden, for sure. 

At times this new journey causes me to stop and wonder if I know the way?  Where am I headed?  It seems that my social life has taken over, with new friends to visit, places to go, and new experiences.  This weekend a gentleman an friend whom I have been seeing a fair bit of has asked me to be his “plus one” at a family friends wedding.  wow!  A reason to spiff up a bit, and who knows, maybe we’ll even dance!  It’s a whole new thing to go out with a man, after 50 plus years of not dating.  It’s bloody marvellous! 

Today was a refreshing 11C morning, a welcome break from 30C plus temps of the past 3 weeks.  I do admit I love the sun, the chance to tan, and a chance to really enjoy my Air conditioning 😅  I wear summer clothes that haven’t been out for years.  I am very happy on this new road, so lets see where it takes me as I wander through the last year of being 60 something!

It’s a Heatwave…Feelin’ Hot hot hot!

💃💫 To my friends on the North Island, a bit o warning:  you might melt like the popsicles on your dashboard out here!  Everyone said “Oh it gets hot here in summer, can you take it?”  My answer:  “um, kind of?”  

This month its mostly over 30C, like 34, 37…..pretty damn toasty .  So the routine in my apartment is as follows:  morning before the big yellow ball rises, I close all the windows and curtains.  Then coffee on the balcony, enjoying the coolest part o the day.  Maybe wander over to bug a neighbor for a couple of minutes.  Then turn on the air conditioner and the fans, and the place stays cool as a cucumber.  

Thank goodness there is no humidity!  I would be a soggy melted mess!  But in my heart o hearts, I love this weather!  Oh it makes my plants droop, and I admire my green thumbed friends for their dedication to keeping the blooms alive.  Getting fresh garden produce gifted to moi is also very nice!  Currently I am on the hunt for red rhubarb.  Hint hint.  And green and yellow beans..oh they are the best! Speaking of summer coolness, I am once again addicted to watermelon!  Icy cold, juicy, so sweet, its better than ice cream!  Can you tell dear reader that I haven’t had breakfast yet, the price of early morning blogging. 

Today a friend invited  me to come splash in their pool, and Yes I will!  I now have five, count ‘em five swimsuits, still can’t  swim but a gal needs the right wardrobe for summer!! Ok one is a bit garrish, I look like a big tropical fish in it.  Lol But it works, so splish splash!  

Its a happy life here on the prairies.  Great friends, good times, new experiences.  And I am actually getting more real estate tanned!  After years of the biker tan (nose, neck and shoulders) I am becoming sun kissed!  Bring on the cool little sundresses, floppy hats and sandals!  I’m enjoying every moment and before you say “oh winters coming” I say Shuddup you mouth!  😎

Life is grand, new roads to travel, new experiences, heck I even went skinny dipping, for the first time ever!  At 69 yrs old I thought, why keep saying No? As someone once said, “this ain’t no dress rehearsal, have fun while you can!”  And even tho an older woman slipping on slimy rocks doesn’t Sound graceful, it was a blast! End result: I didn’t fall, but did laugh a lot. We all did. Ok so I have crazy friends, and for those who also have crazy friends you really need to read the Old Hens series by Maddie Please.  Then you’ll understand!

Stay cool this summer! Let your crazy friends talk you out of your clothes and into the water!  😂