I went to the movie Book Club on the weekend. I left my husband at home and watched it with a friend. I figured it would be an uber-chick flick that he'd rather clean out the garage than see. Chick flick it was, but funny, not all weepy and depressing. Going solo also...
Some mornings it all comes together. You leap out of bed, tackle the day and get a thousand things done before you leave for work. Other days aren’t that productive. Yesterday was one of those Energizer Bunny-kind of days.
A few days ago, I finished formatting A Trail of Embers, ordered a proof copy and sat back to wait for it to arrive. When I reached this point with my first book, The Christmas Presence, my sister gave me a card and a bottle of mead from Golden Age Meadery, located in...
I’m writing about something near and dear to my heart—actually, it's closer to my nose. It’s now official, our friendly neighbourhood skunk has returned to settle in and raise a family far from the lights of the big city. I mean, why not move to a small town. Everyone...
I learned to play crib early. What can I say, my dad was in the Air Force. I also learned how to play Black Jack, but never for money, just for Poker chips. The Poker chips were courtesy of an elderly neighbour. They were treasure to us, treasure to go along with a woo...
I’ve been thinking about wine. Red wine, white wine, blush—any of them, just wine . . . and weddings. It’s almost Spring and love is in the air. The birds are chirping, our resident skunk is back from her winter long hiatus, and there’s a new crop of engagements and a...
