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BIG Grandma hugs at Christmas Brunch TAKEN: DECEMBER 25th, 2022 |
Ya Gotta Laugh About It
Because life is too short to let the "glass half empty" crap win!

Saturday, August 30, 2025
SHOCKINGLY, UNEXPECTED
Friday, August 15, 2025
TROLLING THE SHORES
Miya Maria (left) and Katie Kate (right). Soaking up the super fun Stella vibes. TAKEN: AUGUST 9th, 2025 |
With us having to unexpectedly cancel my travel buddy hubby’s birthday weekend in Montreal, I decided to use my Triangle reward points to buy new super speedy trolling motor for our floating picnic table.
Trouble was, with all the ice storm clean up, we never had the time to get it unpacked and attached when he was off in July.
Well, once we got my sister back home, we decided there was no time like the present to get the party started; and down to the dock we went to strap our girl into her shiny new double battery powered upgrade.
Honestly, I had no apprehension about it being Katie Kate’s first trek, which was probably my first mistake. To offer insight, I posted a series of neat photos on my socials with the following caption:
‘We got the pups out on Stella (our floating picnic table) this afternoon. A first for the wee Katie Kate.
It was spicy and dicey getting off the dock, and both girls only jumped off 4 times in the half hour we trolled. Which is probably why we were out only for half an hour!
Don't get me wrong, our dogs are very well behaved and very well socialized. They go everywhere with us.
So, I shouldn't have been surprised that as soon as someone on shore acknowledged the pups off the chart "cuteness factor," off of Stella they went. Quickly swimming the fifteen feet to say hello to the people and kids waving.
You know, I have shared here this season that I feel it may be time to tune up the fat lady and sell the lakeside shelter where we've spent the last 25+ summers.
Then we ultimately realize it will never be replaced... and how fortunate we truly are.
Saturday, August 9, 2025
PEELING AWAY THE LAYERS
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My sister soaking up the sun! TAKEN: AUGUST 4th, 2025 |
Just like last year, I had an
extended long weekend but had to work through the week. She didn’t seem to
mind. She read four books and tethered to my hotspot to enjoy her electronic breaks; all
and all we had a very good visit.
I am always reflective when I think of her. When our kids were small, we spent a lot of time together. But as my business and ultimately my career took off, distance grew between us. Though she was only an hour away, she could have lived in Europe. If I am being truthful, I will always have regrets for those lost years.
I don’t know about you, but for
decades I haven’t been especially close with any of my siblings. I took the
individual journey to nurse both my parents to their death before I turned forty,
and none of them were anywhere to be found.
Then there is the relationship I
have with my sis. She made the choice to become estranged in November 2013. I
was devastated.
Once we reconciled, in November
2023, it took me a full a year to fully understand what happened during
that time. You see, she reminds me of an onion. I had to peel away the layers of that decade very carefully.
And, just like when I would peel layers off a real onion, sometimes I would weep. Her struggles were very real.
All I can say is thankfully all of those tears belong to the past.
Today, we generally celebrate with tears of laughter, which are usually produced via us endlessly picking on my husband!
#yagottalaughaboutit
Tuesday, July 29, 2025
15 DEGREES BABY
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Miya & Me shooting the breeze! TAKEN: JULY 29th, 2025 |
I guess I haven’t mentioned here that about a month ago my boss offered for me to work remotely 100% of the time and I jumped on it. Just another reason to hang with him until retirement.
Anyway, though I technically ‘live’ at the cottage in
the summer, if I have a big proposal going out the door, the high-speed internet
at my home office is a must have.
I am OK working from the cottage but because I tether
a mobile network from my phone taking and changing data in real time is a
challenge. Out of respect for my boss and our process, when a big one is headed
out the door, I head home.
Yesterday, after loose ends were tied-up, I
headed back to the cottage. Believe it or not, next to the water (thanks to a
light breeze and boats zooming by) it was 15 degrees Fahrenheit cooler than in
town; or 9.44 degrees Celsius for the Canadians in the crowd.
On my way out, I stopped and bought an Aqua Lily Pad.
I have always wanted one but couldn’t justify spending the money. But, with my
sister arriving Thursday for ten days I though it was as good a time as any.
You see, she struggled with our dock ladder last summer,
so I am hoping my investment helps her easily get on and off the dock simply by
walking on it and stepping up. If she hates it, I know my pups are going to
love it!
If I am being honest, I am pretty sure my husband thinks I bought it for the dogs. I know I have talked about buying one for them for years but his tell was obvious… He took one look at it, rolled his eyes and said, “you need to have your head examined!”
So, it's either he thinks I bought it for the dogs, or he really isn’t keen on my sister coming for ten days!!
... May be best to admit I bought it for the dogs, to ensure he doesn't feel the need to discuss my other theory.
#yagottalaughaboutit
Sunday, July 13, 2025
SUMMER WOES
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The worse part about using a chainsaw in a heat wave? Steel toe boots & long denim pants! TAKEN: JULY 13th, 2025 |
I would love to be able to write something as poetic today as, ’summer woes, I don't got none’; but that would be a lie.
Now that the mosquitos and blackflies battles have ended, enter the humidex and UV rays working against us.
Yesterday we did an extensive repair to our dock ramp. Just the two of us. With the help of a come along, a floating picnic table and a ton of rope. It was 32C outside with a humidex making it feel like 38C.
Today, in hotter conditions, we finished cleaning the stairs of fallen trees with the dueling chain saws so that they can be repaired next week when my travel buddy hubby is off.
At this point, I think we have processed 80% of the trees on the ground but only burnt 5% of the waste. I honestly think we will be into next year, with all the broken trees are still standing and need to come down.
As I hear my husband begin to remove stair treads so new stringers can be constructed, I am sitting upstairs in my office, typing and hiding. Something I have never done in summers previous.
I just feel that this year, with work being a 50-hour week and the magnitude of exterior work required, it's made me realize it may be time to sell.
Afterall, the plan was to use the equity to send the kids to post secondary school. We manage to weather that and got the cottage paid for AND we managed to burn our mortgage on our house on the 29th of June.... So, not all bad but still not all good.
As I hear my husband come in downstairs I am sure he’s looking for some assistance. Therefore, I will knowingly alter my sentiments today to… ‘Summer woes, I guess I got a few!’
#yagottalaughaboutit
Tuesday, July 1, 2025
MY CANADIAN GIRLS
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Happy Canada Day! TAKEN: JULY 1st, 2025 |
I would be remiss if I didn’t put up my annual dog shot of the pups at the cottage on Canada Day.
The last few years Miya has been my model; this year I thought Katie Kate could wear our Canadian (dollar store) crown.
With cookie pals behind my ears to bribe her, this was as close as she was going to allow me to put this silly thing on her head. Still a cute shot but this is what a hard NO from a cheeky yellow lab looks like.
All and all we really enjoyed the day. Next year I think I may have to try and snap a photo when she’s a sleep.
... Though I am
sure my result will be precisely the same!
#yagottalaughaboutit
Sunday, June 29, 2025
A PAW-FECT TEAM
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Katie Kate is the epitome of a great team player! TAKEN: JUNE 28th, 2025 |
What a week.
I was so grateful when end of day Friday of the Canada Day weekend officially arrived. When we started our chores on Saturday morning, the magnitude of what had to get done really hit home.
Finding a good balance of owning and keeping a home and a cottage maintained twenty kilometers from the other, has always been a challenge the last two plus decades. Throw in an ice storm of a lifetime and the reality that there will never be rest is a harsh reality.
We’ve always invested in the right tools to do the exterior maintenance efficiently but there is just so much we literally choose our battles wisely. Saturday was 'whipper snipping, leaf blowing, and clearing the upper drive and ATV trail', as I took the hacksaw to any saplings’ I wanted gone.
With my travel buddy hubby in the hospital last summer, all our ongoing maintenance was overlooked; and the ache in my lower back Sunday morning was the reminder it was missed.
When I finished on the ATV trails and septic bed area, Miya and I headed to the top to see how our other crew was making out. As you can see, they were just finishing up and the team leader was rushing up the drive to give me her report.
Specifically, that her coworker WAS wearing his hearing protection, but NOT his safety glasses. After careful consideration, it was decided not to formally write him up. And that a verbal warning (this time) would suffice.
The corrective action was successful implemented once he began leaf blowing!
#yagottalaughaboutit
Important Notable: Not a single treat was not used to entice a favourable recommendation from our paw-fect team leader!
Sunday, June 22, 2025
FEEL THE BURN
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The first of many controlled brush burns. TAKEN: JUNE 21st, 2025 |
Sunday, June 15, 2025
I SAW THAT!
As we took our third stab at cottage clean up this past weekend, our focus was on the immediate beach front.
Our challenge wasn’t only that the submersed trees were larger, but that as a team we were
in a ‘lift and pull’ effort to get them out of the water and up our hill to be
processed.
With my travel buddy hubby’s mobility issue, I drew the only
straw to get in the lake, trim the trees to remove as much weight as possible,
then heavy ho them up to him and a chainsaw.
With no foresight to get into a bathing suit, I was wearing
a long-sleeved shirt and legging rolled to the knees. Within five minutes the
leggings were soaked. With the pups helping, within fifteen minutes, everything
was soaked – and not in a good way!
We processed three large trees out of the water last Saturday afternoon. The fourth, and last remaining, is in the photo I am sharing.
THAT sucker is the one that my hubby hit heading backward on his ATV, that severed the artery in his right leg and cause three brain bleeds, that landed him is St. Mike's Hospital Trauma Unit last summer.
That said, last fall we discussed cutting the tree down. A sort of cleanse to the shoreline of the constant reminder of a horrific accident that changed our lives.
Then the winter ice storm happened and it was almost as if the universe was sending us a specific message in the form of the tree falling.
...That message simply read, "I saw that!"
Signed,
Karma
#yagottalaughaboutit
Sunday, June 1, 2025
MAKING A DENT
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After yesterday, everything aches! TAKEN: MAY 31st, 2025 |
Well, we were back at it yesterday, with our dueling chainsaw in action at the cottage.
We landed at about 10am and put the bad boys away at about 2pm. All in the hope of cleaning up from the ice storm before Labour Day!
We would have worked on today,
but my travel buddy hubby left his medications at the house in town, so we
spent the night at the cottage and headed home first thing. By doing so, sipping
my coffee this morn produced a reality check that I hadn’t considered.
Though we are privileged enough
to own two properties fifteen minutes apart, the amount of effort to support the maintenance of both is a balancing act. Previously, we would be lucky enough to have one
afternoon of rest (each weekend) for the entire summer.
This year, I don’t think there
will be any weekend rest. Except for an exciting long weekend, I have planned
in July to celebrate my husband’s milestone birthday; the summer of 2025 will
be the summer of sweat. Hard core labour sweat.
Like anything we are faced with,
there is a give and take. Yesterday the ‘give’ was that neither of us had any
energy or desire to deal with the task at hand. The ‘take’ was that the weather
his a balmy 4C, which meant the mosquitoes and blackflies did not impede our
efforts.
As you can see from the pic I am sharing, yesterday I tackled the start of clearing the stairs. I took this on because there were three steps to complete here and hubby has an issue bending over for hours at a time.
With the fire hazard surrounding
us, I took clippers to the small limbs, then my electric chainsaw to anything that I could quickly process for the woodstove. Then, for tree trunks that had to be cut and would need to be split
with an axe – out came my Husqvarna.
Though that might seem all organized and well thought out, there is always one large hiccup that presents itself when I bring this slick beauty out.... I have no ability to start it with the pull cord.
I have to seek out my hubby, have him get ‘er going, then head back to my task at hand. Not gonna lie, I always try, then fold like a lawn chair and give up.
Glass half full?
At least I always try!
PS: Can you do me a favour? PRAY for a ton of rain in June!!
Monday, May 19, 2025
WOODEN YA KNOW!
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The only good thing to report? We've opened up our view! TAKEN: MAY 17th, 2025 |
When the ice storm of the century hit Muskoka the final weekend in March, the damage around town was brutal. Fortunately, at the house, we escaped with a couple of days of cleanup and a handful of well organized burn piles for the fall.
Because we were leaving for Aruba the weekend following that storm, and with my getting pneumonia shortly after we returned, this past weekend was the first time we landed at the cottage to turn the water on and assess possible carnage.
When we pulled in the driveway, I had to hop out to move limbs so my travel buddy hubby to get up the lane. Once loaded up and headed to the top of the hill, nothing prepared us for the level of damage we would see. There was so many downed trees, we had a hard time navigating to the bottom.
We immediately focused on getting the water on (our lake intake was damaged by felled trees) and then I focused on a deep clean and getting beds made. Late in the afternoon I began cutting and moving the smaller brush (from the firepit area below) with my chainsaw; but it seemed hopeless.
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Hubby assessing the damaged plumbing stack and fascia damage. TAKEN: MAY 17th, 2025 |
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Pink arrow shows how healthy trees just snapped off from the weight. TAKEN: MAY 17th, 2025 |
A fancy name for a 4'x4' powered winch system to move items up and down the hill. Not all cottagers will want to climb that hill, like we have for the past 20+ years.
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The shed that won't die. (The tin boat remained all these years so I can reach my clotheslines.) |
Wednesday, April 30, 2025
Z IS FOR ZEAL
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I definitely have ZEAL! (Image credit almay.com) |
Tuesday, April 29, 2025
Y IS FOR YUMMY
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Doesn't my puzzle look yummy? Katie Kate thinks so! TAKEN: FEBRUARY 15th, 2025 |
Monday, April 28, 2025
X IS FOR X-TRAODINARY
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A coincidental dinner party... Created a memory of a lifetime. TAKEN: APRIL 7th, 2025 Palm Beach, Aruba |
Before we landed in Aruba, we knew we wanted to eat at a specific steak house. Trouble was, there were only two seats in an evening, and they didn’t take reservations; you had to line up outside.
So, on our second night there we decided to roll the dice and see if we could get in.
We landed in line about forty five minutes before the doors opened and we instantly began chatting up two young ladies in line.
As they came out of take names and numbers of people dining, we asked the two if they would like to have dinner with us, as a table of four had a better chance at getting in than two tables of two. They cheerfully agreed.
As always, my travel buddy hubby was as comical as ever. He kept them laughing the entire time. When one of his jokes crossed the line, I call him by his name and said “that was far enough.”
The young girl (in the photo above) instantly turned white and asked if his first name was really what I had called him. When we said yes, her eyes filled with tears, and she began to cry. What she shared next had our jaws drop.
Earlier that day she had spread her husband’s ashes on Palm Beach (he had died of brain cancer), and he and my hubby shared the same first name. She was overcome with emotion, as were we once she'd shared.
In a nutshell, I believe we were meant to have dinner with those two, on that day. And though we never did get their names…. We will remember that evening together for the rest of our lives.
Truly X-traodinary!
Saturday, April 26, 2025
W IS FOR WANT
We will always WANT to travel. TAKEN: NOVEMBER 2014 (La Romana, D.R.) |
I think everyone sets up what they want differently. For us, it has always been openly discussed. The universal correlation between want and need.
When I started down the rabbit hole of making a point, I Googled want vs. need.
The AI generated response replied with this: "Need" refers to something essential for survival or well-being, while "want" describes a desire that is not essential for living but can improve quality of life. Which is why travel ticks both of those boxes for us.
Several decades ago, before I really understood how to manage my seasonal affective disorder, by Easter every year I was in a varying state of depression. So, starting when the twins were ten months old, we began using our tax refund to head to South Carolina for a dose of vitamin D.
Once the children finished post-secondary school (circa 2012), I began to contribute a weekly value into an annual travel fund. As I began to book all of our travel online, one week a year turned into two in the shoulder season; and a long weekend at the end of January – beginning of February.
With the severe health scares my travel buddy hubby as had in the last few years, we talk regularly when our travel adventures may end. Though we don’t know when that might be, we know one thing to be true.
We will always WANT to travel – but I also know, I will always need to travel.
Friday, April 25, 2025
Thursday, April 24, 2025
U IS FOR UPBEAT
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Enjoying the upbeat music from our 18th floor balcony. TAKEN: APRIL 12th, 2025 |
Like most, upbeat music is definitely a part of who I am. As a matter a fact, any and all music is.
The trouble with live entertainment when you're on vacation, is it usually happens after you've had a day full of sun and snorkeling; so being in a crowd of a couple of hundred people when I am tired isn't at the top of my list.
Vacation or not, I should clarify that my travel buddy hubby and I are both morning people. Actually, when on vacation, we give each other an hour of grace. By 7am we are on our second cup of coffee and by 8am we are dressed and on the move.
So, by nightfall when the nightly entertainment gets started, I am ready to shower away the sand and sunscreen, and get begin to get ready for bed.
It wasn't like that last fall in the Mexico, but then again we were stuck in the middle of a tropical storm, so water activities through the day were limited - leaving energy for night time fun.
I guess you can say that this trip, we were given the best of both.
Amazing twelve hour days in the sun, and a balcony seat to the entertainment stage (lit up in pink and blue in my pic) at our sister resort next door.
Though we couldn't really see the singers and dancers, you can clearly see the theatre was packed, and the acoustics of the music flowing over was fine.
Yep, what can I say... an Aruban Michael Jackson with backup singer/dancers doesn't get much more upbeat than that!
#yagottalaughaboutit
Wednesday, April 23, 2025
T IS FOR TIRESOME
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Photo Credit: reddit.com/r/onguardforthee |
Every time I hear that statement it makes me go Hmmmm, and scratch my head.
You see, I find it baffling that voters that own a beautiful house, lake lot, $85,000 truck, fifth wheel or trailer, speed boat, quad, and vacation to other countries every year.... Can pontificate that "Canada is Broken".
Why? Because they want more!
#mytwocents
Tuesday, April 22, 2025
S IS FOR SUNSCREEN
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Day three and almost ready for our 2nd bottle of 30 SPF sunscreen. TAKEN: APRIL 8th, 2025 (Palm Beach, Aruba) |
For a maturing woman my age, I don’t fret that I have never had a manicure, pedicure, or even a facial.
Yet, I will boast that the one beauty staple I seriously embrace, is sunscreen. As a matter of fact, for my trip to Aruba, I packed five different kinds.
I did a lot of personal research before leaving on that jet plane. And with the island having a closer proximity to the equator than we'd ever experienced, I knew the last thing I wanted to do was burn.
The photo I am sharing today, I snapped on our second full day on the beach. (Yes, those toes are with me... but not mine.)
For my entire stay, I started my morning with a waterproof 50 SPF applied to my face and shoulders, and a 30SPF spray applied to the rest of me. For the afternoon, I moved away from the spray and used a sweat resistant 30 SPF sunscreen lotion.
I wasn’t always so diligent. I’ve always worn it when away but in the last decade the strength of the UV Rays has become more intense.
For example, when we traveled to Jamaica for a long weekend to celebrate our wedding anniversary in June 2023, I only used spray. On our last afternoon there, the wind made me miss some areas around my shoulders and I burnt. My skin took more than two weeks to heal; signifying the UV intensity.
Nothing makes me cringe more than seeing people burnt to a crisp on with very first day of holiday. Not only because I know the pain they will be in as they try to sleep – but also because I am seeing a complete waste of money.
You spend thousands of dollars to holiday. Then remain in pain the entire time, limited on what you can enjoy, having to shy away from the sun your traveled to experience.
Rhondi Rule #412: Always wear sunscreen. Because it is simply the ultimate in adulting!
Monday, April 21, 2025
R IS FOR REMEMBERING
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Remembering my Dad. Taken: SPRING 1996 |
To the sorrowful, I will never return.
To the angry, I was cheated.
But to the happy, I am at peace,
And to the faithful, I have never left.
I cannot speak, but I can listen.
I cannot be seen, but I can be heard.
So as you stand upon a shore, gazing at a beautiful sea,
As you look upon a flower and admire its simplicity,
Remember me.
Remember me in your heart:
Your thoughts, and your memories,
Of the times we loved,
The times we cried,
The times we fought,
The times we laughed.
For if you always think of me, I will never be gone
Author ~ Margaret Mead
Saturday, April 19, 2025
Q IS FOR QUIET
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The older I get.... It seems quiet is what I seek most. TAKEN: JULY 23rd, 2022 (Me, floating around Orillia Lake) |
Friday, April 18, 2025
P IS FOR PODBEAN
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A snapshot of some of my latest PodBean episodes. TAKEN: APRIL 18th, 2024 |
As I mentioned in my A is for Audio post, I decided to start a podcast platform. As predicted, I only complimented my first three offerings with a posted audio file.
I have promised myself I will go back and catch up but it will take me some time. I am thinking if I try to tackle one a day for the month of May, I just might get there.
Next year, my letter E is definitely going to be for EFFORT.
Like I've always said, it's the thought that counts!
Thursday, April 17, 2025
O IS FOR ORANJESTAD
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Driving past the Malecon boardwalk in downtown Oranjestad, Aruba. TAKEN: APRIL 13th, 2025 |
During my recent visit to Aruba, I travelled through their capital of Oranjestad four times. In all expereinces, the downtown traffic was horrendous.
That said, as the lightbulb for the letter 'O' went off in my head, I was on a coach bus headed to the airport to fly home. This was the only photo I snapped.
Our week away was so jampacked that working on the challenge took a back seat. As I planned to catch up on my writing on the plane, as I traveled to the airport I began to go through my up coming words in my head.
This one, specifically, has always been a challenge, and usually signifies when the onset of writers block sets in. How I couldn't have thought of this word in advance makes me scratch my head. perhaps a simple single of how my overthinking begins.
Anyway, this bustling harbour city feels a tad over developed. When traveling east to west, if feels like you're grains of sand going through an hourglass. Two lane traffic where tens of thousand get off cruise ships to browse luxury retailers, and traffic slowly creeps through the city center.
Don't get me wrong, we had an amazing time, but won't be returning. Not because of the expense, or traffic in Oranjestad - but because of the airport.
It was the most painful I have ever had to navigate... and believe me, I have navigated a few!
Wednesday, April 16, 2025
N IS FOR NEIGHBOURS
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Our lovely neighbour texting me a snowy photo of our home. TAKEN: November 23, 2022 |
When we were first married, we married in June and my father offered for us to live rent free in his town home for two years to save money.
We moved in the following month, then he decided to move in with us in November; we bought our first home the following month.
Though we bought the house across the street, we lived in the most amazing neighbourhood. I could visit with my Dad daily, and the kids were constantly in and out of his home. As a matter a fact, every single door was open and welcoming - as was our to them.
They say it takes a village to raise a child but in our case, our Toronto Street neighbourhood helped raise our three.
Funny how a single word sparks so many memories.
We moved from that home in 2002 and to this day... I still miss it.
Tuesday, April 15, 2025
M IS FOR MEANINGFUL
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My meaningful tradition. TAKEN: APRIL 2025 Palm Beach, Aruba |
As I celebrated my 29th birthday (for the 31st time) I would have been remiss, if I didn't pack one of my treasured glasses, so that on my day, I could celebrate and have a drink with my Dad.
For those new to reading, I have been collecting the Petro-Canada vintage Olympic glasses (as shown above) for the better part of twenty years. I have travelled about a radius of approximately 180 miles, and searched every thrift store, garage sale, and online buy and sell site to collect more than 220 of them.
When I was staging my photo shoot in the beach, I could spy people watching me. As I returned to our palapa, I had one lady ask me, 'are you going to drink that?'
Ï simply laughed and explained that whenever or where ever I travel, I pack one of these beauties in bubble wrap, so that my Dad travels with me in spirit. Suffice it to say, I think he would have loved absolutely everything about Aruba.
Now, I know there are some folks out there that may think the glass collecting obsession is silly, but it doesn't faze me.
Instead, if I could offer one vantage point of logic to their negativity it's that what they don’t know is, in the very minute I hold one of these new to me special treasures in my hand, I'm in a wonderful moment with my Dad.
Today, on the beach, I could hear his laughter as he rattled the ice cubes in his glass, signifying it was empty and that he was ready for a refill.
Keeping his memory alive is very meaningful to me... and there's nothing even remotely silly about that.
Monday, April 14, 2025
L IS FOR LIGHTHOUSE
Saturday, April 12, 2025
K IS FOR KINDRED
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Our kindred sisters... TAKEN: MARCH 7th, 2023 |
Friday, April 11, 2025
J IS FOR JUSTICE
My beautiful friend Ashley Milne Gone but never forgotten! (c) The Toronto Star |
Firefighter gets life for murder of wife Ashley Milnes Schwalm, which he staged to look like a fiery crash near a Collingwood ski hill.
Thursday, April 10, 2025
Wednesday, April 9, 2025
H IS FOR HOSTILITY
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Internationally recognized as a symbol for Canadian travelers. TAKEN: APRIL 9th, 2024 Palm Beach, Aruba |
As I mentioned with my chaos post, I have never had issue with any American when travelling. That said, before leaving, we knew the island of Aruba was an American travel haven, so my husband and I wanted to be easily identified as Canadian.
Well, this afternoon, when playing musical trivia around the pool, we connected with a few gals from Windsor, Ontario.
When I snagged the fastest answer for my favourite song (September but Earth, Wind, and Fire) we were asked to choose a team name. We chose Canada Strong.
Without hesitation, we were immediately and loudly booed. Booed by Americans in Aruba. Unexpected hostility, met in a country that markets themselves as ‘One Happy Island!’
Heading back to our room, I mentioned to my travel buddy hubby that if that is the temperature for Canadians here, I am glad we have decided no to cross the border and enter their country for several years.
I followed up with, 'I think our encounter by the pool is simply further evidence that our old relationship with the United States is officially over'.
… Which truly makes me sad.
Tuesday, April 8, 2025
G IS FOR GUSTY
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Very gusty, kite surfing winds! San Nicolas, Aruba TAKEN April 8th, 2025 |