Day 61 – Sometimes you gotta say “What the Fuck”

It was 1983. My dad and I were watching a new movie called Risky Business via our nine foot wide, brand new satellite dish antenna. We weren’t long into the show when one of the characters said, “Sometimes you gotta say ‘What the Fuck’, and make your move”. Oh my God, how dad laughed!

After watching that movie, every time we were about to do something stupid (or just out of the normal routine), we’d look at each other and say, “what the fuck”. We’d jump in the truck, say “what the fuck” and go for a drive to see what adventures were out there.

When I got up this morning, I realized it had to be a “what the fuck” kind of day. And, I’m so glad it was. It has been a stressful few days and I’ve been..let’s say…on edge. So, Chuck and I set out to have a few simple adventures. Nothing big and fancy. Nothing we haven’t done before. But things we haven’t made time for in the past couple of weeks because of all the other stuff that needed doing.

It went from an early morning bike ride down to the beach, to playing with three of the most amazing, fluffy, loveable dogs. From having a coffee while visiting with Kate and Lucas down at the Market and Smør canteen, to finding hidden treasures at the boardwalk and in the woodpile. Going to the farm…cooking a fabulous meal in our new kitchen…coming home to a wonderful surprise bouquet of flowers…it was a good day because we said, “what the fuck”.

I might try it again tomorrow.


Here’s wishing you a good night, and a happy tomorrow. 🙂


Day 60 – On moving and late night meals

For months, we were eating well. I cooked three squares a day, watched the sugar and the sodium and the cholesterol content in all the foods…made sure we ate on time…

Moving changes everything.

You get caught up in packing or unpacking, fixing and decorating or cleaning…whatever. And suddenly, like today, it’s 10 p.m. and you realize you haven’t eaten dinner and you can’t remember when you ate lunch.

You’re tired. You may be a bit cranky (“not ME of course” she says sarcastically). The last thing you want to do is dig through the craziness that is your kitchen to figure out a meal. So, you “snack” which totally sucks when you’re trying to maintain a clean, healthy diet so your hypertension and diabetes don’t rear their ugly heads.

It’s difficult. But not impossible. Ideal choices? Probably not. Better than fast food of any kind? Absolutely.


I’m really looking forward to cooking a decent meal in our new kitchen. Soon. Before I give up on cooking altogether just when I was starting to love it. I’m thinking that for the next move, the kitchen goes first…everything else can follow.

P.S. Tomorrow I am down to single digits left of the 70 daze of summer…and the countdown is on.


Day 59 – Life at the moment



This pretty much sums up my world over the past week or so. Life at the moment is messy. We’ve been slowly moving to the new apartment piece by piece. It’s just down the street from our current place and we’ve got time so there’s no big hurry, no big rush.


Except that when you move slowly, everything has to kind of come out on the table until it has a place in the new environment. And, I have to tell you, I can’t live like this. I can’t stand this clutter, this disorganization. It stresses me out beyond what I can rationally express. It makes me want to scream and cry and run away when it’s not making me want to crawl back into bed.

Doesn’t seem that bad you say?

Well, I get that “normal” people may not see this as a horrible, stressful mess. I, on the other hand, am the opposite of a hoarder. I am a neat (not clean) freak. A minimalist if you please. I can tell when someone has been in my office just by the way a pencil has been turned. I’m not sure what that behaviour is, and truthfully, I’ve never been one for labels anyway. Regardless of what anyone calls it, living in a mess stresses. me. out.

I need to get back to yoga class I think…

Day 58 – So many surprises!

Usually I’m not one for surprises. They kind of freak me out. But today, we had the best kind of surprise possible!

Katie and Charline hadn’t left for Sudbury yet and we decided to hit the canteen at the beach to grab a snack before they made the drive home. We had just parked the truck and I was going to get a tag when this vehicle pulled up with a woman smiling and waving. I looked behind me to see who she was waving at (I never again want to be that person who’s waving at a stranger while they are actually waving at someone behind them).

It was a really long 30 seconds until I realized, “Oh my God…that’s Ela and her hubby David all the way from Sudbury!!”. Ela and David were passing through town on their way to Prince Edward County, saw Chuck walking down the street with Katie, and decided to stop and say hello! Talk about timing!


So there we all are, the six of us standing and talking in the beach parking lot and I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and there was my friend April! April had been driving down the street, saw Chuck walking along with Katie, yelled out the window to him, and met us down at the beach parking lot too!

There are very cool coincidences in life. And am I ever glad I got to see one big one today.

Day 57 – Katie and Charline

Katie and Charline are a mother and daughter that I met my first year teaching Intro to Art and Design at the college. Charline was my boss, and Katie was in my very first group of students. Talk about pressure right?

As it turned out, Charline was the best boss anyone could ask for and Katie, well, she was an alright kid I guess.  (Hee hee hee…she’s reading this right now and making faces…I can tell). And even though I haven’t been at the college for…4 years??…now, we still visit and catch up whenever we can.

Katie was actually an awesome kid. And, we’ve ended up working with her on many different projects. She’s an incredible photographer in her own right, and has also trained as a hairdresser.  We came to rely on her for many of the shoots that required an understanding of how things will look on screen, and the skills to make them look like that. Plus, she can also make Chuck look like he did back in the 60s.


We took this mother/daughter super team out to do the rounds…farm, graveyard (Katie is superstitious and it’s fun to torment her), dinner, new apartment, drive and walk down to the beach.

And, if you’re at the farm, you MUST take pictures with hay bales. It’s a rule.


Days 55 and 56 – Helping hands

Everyone has certain strengths. Putting things from IKEA together is not one of mine. I cannot read illustrations or diagrams. It’s a talent I do not possess. The words, “some assembly required” strike fear into my heart. In fact, I’m pretty sure if we had tried even one more time to do this together, Chuck and I would be looking at divorce papers. So, I had relegated myself to “helper-only” status when it comes to assembling anything.

Until Melanie showed up from Sudbury that is. Her and I, we can work together just fine. She reads the instructions/diagrams and tells me what we need to do. Then we do it. And it works. Without her help, I’m pretty sure that Chuck would still be sitting there trying to get things put together with me laying on the floor beside him having a melt down.

Of course, you can’t have someone drive six hours down from Sudbury and build IKEA furniture all day without feeding them, taking them to the beach, and seeing a lovely sunset now can you?

Mel, it was so good to have you come visit. Come back soon. I think there may be some extra pieces that need assembling. 🙂

Day 54 – Omens

I’m a superstitious person and I freely admit it. I throw salt over my shoulder. I watch for coincidences. I sometimes read way more into things than I should. And, this should be no surprise, morning sunshine is the best omen of all.


When you wake up to a sky like this, you have to know it’s going to be a good day. I’ll fill you in tomorrow on whether I was right or not! 🙂