Telling my story has been therapeutic, but your comments – and the rich dialogue they drive – take my therapy to the next level. One reader’s comment triggered a memory. That memory was the catalyst for this post, which rounds out this five part series on my journey.
I realize that My Year of Sweat has been a bit a ghost town lately. Nine days since my last post. You can practically see the tumbleweed bouncing along the lonely pages here. I’ve been a wee bit busy with this new job thing. Too busy to blog. Too busy to exercise. Yep, I said…
sometimes a cigar is just a cigar, according to Freud but I know of at least one fountain that is not just a fountain look at this water spurting hither and yon thank you, people of Lake Tahoe for your fantastic sense of humour Keep moving. Even when your cup runneth over! xoxo nancy
Home a race to get her listed taking advantage of the final days of summer when she looks her best umpteen items purged 2 bathrooms gutted and refinished countless tears shed and fights had off-the-charts stress until finally… LISTED! on 10/03/14 9 showings 27 days on the market 1 offer with 7 revisions a final deadline of 6:00…
A week of change. And learning. And cancelled flights. And gratitude.
Playing the do-over card. Because sometimes that’s the right thing to do.
A nation’s shock, and sorrow, and pride. #CanadaStrong
Sometimes you just can’t take no for an answer when it comes to sharing kindness.
we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it…
Originally posted on my year[s] of sweat!:
In Canada we celebrate Thanksgiving Day on the second Monday in October, thus making this Thanksgiving weekend here in my home country. A non-Canadian friend once asked me what Thanksgiving means in Canada. I didn’t have an immediate answer. So I did some research. The Canadian holiday celebrates the…
My quest to find a guilt-free peanut butter chocolate chip cookie.
The one where I take blog life into real life: Hiking with Joanne.
The one where I bombard you with pictures of my weekend in Charleaton, SC.