It is funny how time makes us wiser. Anything we do in life becomes more ingrained with repetition. Sports. Practice makes us better. Education. Studying makes us smarter, or more well informed. So how come it takes so long to recognize a narcissist? Looking back on my life I realize I have known many but … Continue reading My First Narcissist →

I swear to God if I didn't have kids or Grandkids I would know nothing that is going on in this world. There is stuff happening here, there, and everywhere and it seems as if it passes right by my house. Never to settle. My daughter was talking about an acquaintance and her recent Instagram … Continue reading An Influencer. What’s That? →

Throughout my childhood there were pets. The first one was Trixie. I don't remember much about her because she died when I was quite young. I do remember she was just there. A lovable cocker spaniel. A companion that hung around and followed you. My most vibrant memory was standing outside the grocery store when … Continue reading The Love of a Pet →

Apparently this is a thing. I heard it from my youngest daughter. Who is Gen Y I believe. AKA a Millenial. So, awhile back we were having a phone chat and Drew was educating me on my generations distaste for her generation. I know I am a boomer but I have never really known what … Continue reading Baby Boomers vs Gen X, Y, Z… →

My husband loved comedy. Years ago he found out one of his favourite stand up comics was in a new show. He was giddy with anticipation. Tim Allen played the lovable but bumbling Tim Taylor and we never missed an episode of Home Improvement. The character Tim was always wrecking something as he looked for … Continue reading Tim the Tool Man Taylor →

Early in the year I had an online meeting with my new Broker. After almost thirty years I was making a change. Lots of reasons why but in the end, my old Brokers assistant had a new job. I followed the assistant. Crazy I know but customer service is huge and my guy Mark is … Continue reading Being Prepared… →

My hubby was raised in a home where everything was perfect, to the outside world. What happened behind closed doors well, that was another thing altogether. I knew a bit of the true underbelly as his sister Suzie and I were friends from a young age. However, what she lived and what he lived are … Continue reading The Power of Fear →

My Dad was raised by a Farmer. I think he considered himself a farmer. And yet when he came to Canada he did everything, including farming. I loved my Dad but he had some issues. He was kind of an only child. He had a half brother who was 16 years his senior. My Dad … Continue reading I Just Don’t Get Farmers →

My hubby was a news junkie. In conjunction with that, he had no social media presence. He always said we need to support mainstream media so it doesn't disappear. Say what you will about the media, there are at least some checks and balances. At least in the movies. Reporters proving their stories. For some … Continue reading Going With Your Gut →

Years ago my hubby and I had driven from Calgary down to San Diego. We took his car because it was so gas efficient. However, it was his baby and he hated to let me drive it. In fact, he hated when I drove anywhere. If he was in the car. Anyways, for some long … Continue reading I’m Not Nice… I’m Polite →