Showcasing our authentic selves - even when we're not on vacation Me: Hi. Where are you from? Them: Edmonton. You? Me: I’m from London. The other London. The one in Canada. Have you been here long? Them: Just a few days. Me: How long are you staying for? Them: We’re here for a week. Hopefully …
Deciphering the incessant babbling of a fur baby I’ve never been called a “chatty Cathy”; that’s Cathy spelled with a “C” which brings up the old running joke among the C(K)atherines of the world about which spelling is correct. I’m guessing you’ll be able to figure out which way I lean. The term “chatty Cathy” …
Closing 2022 on a high note
Finding my blogging voice after years of remaining silent
Močiutė. Kind of said like “mo-chu-tay’. That’s what grandmothers are called in Lithuanian. I had a močiutė, but I knew her as Grandma. And I lost her far too young. She was only 73. I was only 10. It was just before Christmas. Decades of smoking had caught up with her. She had a heart …
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