The coming months of isolation

Yesterday evening, I took my kid to the rink for the first time in seven-ish months. She had to be dressed in full gear except for helmet and skates. There would be no dressing rooms available, no parents allowed into the arena, no use of the water fountain to refill bottles of water.

How the world has changed. Continue reading “The coming months of isolation”

A nail, a hammer, and a bike ride

So. I have bad news about some pieces I submitted. But, that’s ok. I’m going to get myself a long nail and a hammer, so I can start a collection of rejections. Like Stephen King did. He mentioned this in his book On Writing.

Source: https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/848294-by-the-time-i-was-fourteen-the-nail-in-my

 

So far, 2 of my stories I wrote recently were declined, the other 5 still being reviewed, and the rest ongoing.

Wonder what mom would think if I started hammering nails into walls in her house… 😵 Continue reading “A nail, a hammer, and a bike ride”

GOMA™ aka exercise by walking

Welcome to the first post of GOMA™ (Getting Off My Ass) and re-start walking regularly. I have two participants: Andrea in Germany (twitter @inkovator) and LA in NYC. So far. We are encouraging each other to stay on track with 20 minutes of brisk walking per day (at minimum) and documenting some sort of proof that we did it. Continue reading “GOMA™ aka exercise by walking”

Changes: something’s gotta give

A couple of days ago my boot-camp lady sent an email advising us that she was finally able to secure a permit to hold outdoor classes at nearby parks. 😃

There are a few changes: bring your own yoga mat, maximum 10 people per class, distanced stations to circuit through, etc.

She will sanitize the equipment (weights, rope, balls etc) before, during and after.

It’s exciting…but, I’m hesitating.

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Bone broth in summer? I say: why not?

Of all the things to cook on a hot day, I decided today I needed to make bone broth.

copyright Writer of Words, etc.

I like a good quality stock. It is so versatile and goes beyond soups. When I run out I sorely miss it.

I ran out a few weeks ago.

The flavour, the healthful properties, everything is improved in homemade stocks and broths. Right? I can also control the amount of salt. Most store-bought broths are way too heavily salted for my taste.

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A surprise adventure (part 2)

Continuation of A surprise adventure (part 1)

By the time I returned from the other side of the neighbourhood with the kidnapped dog at about 9:15 am, my house smelled like bacon.

Then I saw the teenager at the table eating breakfast. My eyes almost fell out of my head… 😄

He’s up! At what he calls the crack of dawn!

Let this be a lesson to you:

Bacon wakes the dead. And, apparently, teenage boys too. 😂

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Too much action not enough coffee

This morning I was awakened with a pat on the back and the word “cars” voiced into my semi-consciousness.

I picked up my phone to check the time: 7:15 am.

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