Spousal nomenclature

Some time ago someone asked me some specifics about my partner. Specifically, they wanted to know if my partner was male, i.e. whether I was in a heterosexual relationship.

It was clear to me that this person had not read my blog for very long, because I think it’s obvious that we are living the life of a traditional family. I am the primary caregiver and he is the primary earner and we cohabit at the same address and raise the spawn together.

But it begs to ponder nomenclature, doesn’t it.

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Dangling over the edge

Disclaimer: this is not a rant but it has a rant-y slant. And, I’m ranting about family. 🙄 Spare me positivity and all that crap. I’ll be over it tomorrow. If you can’t handle a dose of my current reality please do yourself a favour and stop reading now. Come back tomorrow when I post about guinea pigs and cats.

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I have a spot in the yard where I go sit to feel sorry for myself soak up some sun on the days we are treated to such spring-like weather. Continue reading “Dangling over the edge”

Eating local – brick and mortar pub in the ‘hood

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There is a pub in our neighbourhood that serves traditional Polish food. Or, Eastern European (so northern Germany, into the Baltic states, etc…) If you like Schnitzel and potatoes and pickled things and, um…beer, well this pub serves that.

What’s more, it’s walking distance from our house. Continue reading “Eating local – brick and mortar pub in the ‘hood”

13. Vacation memories: hiking in the Alps – part 1

We took our kids from Toronto, Canada to Switzerland on vacation. This is our adventure.

This is a multi-part series. Scroll down to the end of this post for a list of the previous stories in chronological order.

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I don’t talk much about my partner as he is not interested in social media or being part of it etc., but he knows I document our trip and is ok with some peripheral mentionings.

For this chapter of the story, he plays a part. Because… he loves to hike. Always has. If there’s a trail through any kind of nature, but especially a forest, he’s in his element. But he will hike anywhere: in the desert, in the Canadian bush, through rolling hills or steep mountains…doesn’t matter where.

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Communication failures, or the prohibited stew-eating incident of last year

How many of us struggle with communication getting through within our own families?

I know I do and although some days or weeks are better than others, there is always room for improvement in the communications department.

Especially with the husband. 🙂

I’ll leave the kids out of this conversation at the moment, since a) they’re kids! and b) they have selective hearing, and c) they’re kids…

ha.

I have a somewhat funny anecdote to share that illustrates this frustrating phenomenon of communication not getting through. Although at the time I was seething, I am (sort of) getting past it now. Frankly, if I spend too much time allowing that experience to rattle around in my head I feel myself getting all tense again. Still, working on seeing positives instead of dwelling on the negatives has its benefits on my mental health, and what better way to deal with this than to write it out in a blog post?

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Quirks and oddities: running the household

Do you have some odd or quirky way of doing things in your household that some people think is weird?

My family often thinks that I’m odd and quirky. I used to think that I’m the only one, but it appears that this is simply not so. Some of the blogs I have discovered in the last few months proves this to me. There are women like me out there who agonize over things that don’t seem to preoccupy the general population but bother people like me.

So when this thing happened last night, I didn’t feel quite so odd anymore.

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