My left leg hurts.
I can barely walk.
It’s the upper thigh location. Searing pain, as if I pulled a muscle.
But I haven’t done anything other than sitting.
Maybe it’s all the sitting… Continue reading “A nothing post”
Tag: GenX
Letting (her/yourself) go
Disclaimer: I understand that many/most people have bigger fish to fry while the world is falling apart than to sit and contemplate this vanity-induced post here, so if you do comment, please be kind (but still honest) – I have no qualms blocking anyone if you attack or put down someone’s opinion on my blog.
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Once upon a time when I was young and stupid, I dated some people I shouldn’t have.
Recently, I reflected on some comments one of them made, that have me irked. (sorry not sorry)
Here’s one that surfaced today: Continue reading “Letting (her/yourself) go”
Quarantine underground
While some places are opening up and allowing hair salons and barber shops to invite business back into their establishments, Toronto isn’t there (yet).
But here’s the thing:
A surprise adventure (part 1)
Yesterday, on a whim, I contacted our dog-owning friends to ask them a question.
“Will you let me kidnap your Schnoodle?” I asked [not so] innocently.
This Schnoodle:
How to cook the food you hoarded
Q1: What does one cook for a family who is partially bored of staying in and socially distanced from their friends?
A1: I have some ideas…stay tuned. (It’s only been a few days here in Toronto, but it’s been much longer in other places and the internet educates us with their plight, creativity and humour.)
Q2: Who fights off boredom with incessant snacking and questions about what’s there to eat?
A2: Teenagers. They’re a hungry bunch. Bored teenagers are even hungrier. (And we’re only on day 3 of the social isolation…) Continue reading “How to cook the food you hoarded”
Reaching out anyway – part 3
As some of you know, I went to school with a boy who became a famous, and internationally known musician, singer, guitar player.
Recap:
Since discovering him on social media and following him along, I have reminisced about an art class we both took in grade 11. I wanted to know if he, too, remembers that particular class. In part 1 of this story I wrote about how we met.
Later, I decided to reach out to him to ask him about that class. I wasn’t really expecting a response. I figured he was busy and famous and that he probably employs PR people to run his social media account. But I sent him a DM in Instagram anyway. Part 2 of this story tells you what happened next.
DIY haircut
Yesterday I gave my tween a haircut.
Actually, first I called the salon in our village-like neighbourhood to see if they could squeeze her in. That was on Saturday.
Reaching out anyway – part 2
To read part 1 click here.
After I sent that DM in Instagram to a former classmate, I walked away from my phone.
The memory I had of an event in grade 11 art class had triggered something in me to want to reach out to this man, a boy I once knew for many years in school and who is now a famous musician, singer and guitarist.
I was really curious: did he remember that class as vividly as I did? Continue reading “Reaching out anyway – part 2”
Reaching out anyway – part 1
I know someone who is famous.
He is a musician, guitarist, singer…and I went to high school with him.
What did you wear in your 1980s highschool days?
Addressing all GenXers:
I want to know what you wore when you were in highschool during the 80s. (This is for research purposes for a piece I’m writing.)
Continue reading “What did you wear in your 1980s highschool days?”
