She inserted ‘The Wizard of Oz’ once again into the DVD player while she waited for the phone to ring. Tears were streaming down her face remembering the months that her heart had been full of joy. Love had always been hard for her to receive and she could never understand…Continue
Shelley: Thanks for helping me make Shenley's Birthday card. Pretty funny, right?
John: Sure was.
Shelley: Marina's card was so romantic. Why don't you give me cards like that?…Continue
Glühwein & Föhns
My first experience with Glühwein was in Austria, back in the winter of 1976. It was a very cold, damp and grey kind of winter. The most wonderful remembrance of that time was this liquid passion in a small warm cup. It was designed to heat your insides, to make you feel tingly with a hot flash scented with cinnamon and a delicate bit of…Continue
Once upon a time when I was in High School the rumour going around school was that if you got a hickey you would get cancer. No one knew exactly how it began but everyone thought it was the school nurse that probably started it on purpose. After everyone rushed to the library and did some research, no actual facts came up except the possible premise that hickeys might cause a hernia.…Continue
Because this is Valentine's Day which is a day for true love to express their undying love for each other I thought I would re-tell a Canadian love story not known to a lot of people.
The story I am about to tell you still gives me chills up and down my spine and this romantic tale was the cause of the last fatal duel in Canada that occurred in 1833.
Below is one of John…
In response to Writer Wednesday Challenge - Back to the Old House
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Canadian Thanksgiving is the first week in October and I really have no delicious memories to share. We came, we saw, we ate, and we left. Meals were always the same; but I might have the odd jellied salad recipe for you. However, what I do want to share is this true story that will live with me throughout all the seasons.
My late father…
My father used to have a large lumbering Irish setter called Thora. Sad to say she was equipped with a brain the size of one lonely canned pea.Thora would spend the lazy hazy days of summer lying out in the middle of the country dirt road just snoozing her life away. No one could get that dog to move and it's a wonder that she never got run over. On car rally Sundays drivers were advised on their maps that they had to maneuver around one big red dog lying in the middle of the road.…
We met one day in the sunshine while we were both picking raspberries from bushes so tall they seemed to touch the sky. I had just turned seven and he was barely eight. His body was hidden on the other side of the shrubberies but his voice hit me like a ton of rocks. The high volume of his vocals insisted I was not to pick from 'his' raspberry bush. He kept insisting that he needed…Continue
A man hating lesbian? Just like the ones you've heard so much about? You mean the small but…Continue
As Felicia bit down on the straw of her Camelback and sucked the lukewarm water into her parched throat, her legs pumped with relentless force pushing down as hard as she pulled in the tightly bound toe clips. With gloved hands she gripped the handlebars, engaging her upper torso in contracted energy. She noticed only a couple bikers on the mountain trail today. “Probably, due to the warnings,” she thought.
The first time she had gone out mountain biking with her…Continue
What happened to 74-year-old Novato, California resident Dale Smith? His wife Evelyn age 55 never mentioned he had left to anyone until two weeks ago. She had told a questioning neighbour Phil Olbranz that her honey was missing and then started talking about her spouse in the past tense. So the concerned good neighbour did what anyone else would do and called the police. Cadaver dogs were brought to the home and found poor Dale’s body buried in the backyard.
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