I'm heading out on a three week long girl's trip. London, Cornwall, Wales, and Ireland are calling and I'm saying let's go!

I was born during Procrastination Week. I came into the world during a two-week span of time dedicated to the art of putting things off.

The Santa's coming bribes, threats, and bargaining chips, are falling faster than snowflakes in a blizzard.

It’s the weekend and time to add another item to my #52 Over 50 list

Before each trip, my prairie folk parents would warn my sisters and I of what befell kids who horsed around on the dock.

A boat . . . I’m picturing sunny days on quiet lakes.

Hosting a wedding makes me appreciate event planners. Six months before the big day, details like the weather are nebulous . . .

This week’s last-minute project is finding a mother of the bride dress for my daughter’s wedding.

"It looks like the apocalypse," my daughter mutters as we stroll the beach at #BearCreekCampground in #Kelowna. I nod. She's got that...

Sunday morning and I'm back at #AmblesidePark in #WestVancouver with my books. I can’t think of anything better than the sun sparkling on...