Taking Note

It snowed today. Sitting snuggled up with small ones at my aunt’s house on my weekly childcare stint, I wonder if I’ll remember this. It’s been so easy to see things, acknowledge them (barely), move on. File it, forget it, hardly even notice it. Next thing, next thing, next thing. Focus, Anna, focus. What’s next. Where…

Pussywillow Postcard

Dear Sally, We interrupt this program for an official announcement: the pussywillows are out! Just like last year, the first personal sightings were in Vanderhoof. J & I stopped to see swans on the river and stretch out legs. We ended up discovering the pussy willows too. We cut a branch to bring home to her mom and…

Deep Fried Kindness

There is something about Kindness that touches me deeply. I type this with one hand and eating a piece of deep-fried goodness. It’s called bannock. I love bannock, in a variety of forms, but today it’s not what has filled me up. It’s kindness. Two heads appeared at the back door during dinner rush tonight with…

Scrubbing Selfie, Knuckles Down

Life Lesson #24: If you scrub your own burnt pots, your dishwashers won’t hate you. I guess it’s called taking responsibility for your actions. Or How Not to Make Enemies. Needless to say, today’s broccoli soup was not so beautiful. And listen, you WILL burn a pot (or two) in your lifetime. Doesn’t matter who you…

What Fall Was: Snapshots of the Everyday

It’s been a while. So let’s just get to it: let me show you what fall was. Fall was pretty. All over the city and outside it too. The photo on the left was taken on the Oasis Hill, studying with friends. Yep, you heard me. Studying. I enrolled again in that daunting experience known as post-secondary…

This Place; These People

See, the thing about Adventures is that it’s easy to think all the special things are finished upon your return. I’m not sure that’s entirely true… “Secretly, my favourite part about going on trips is coming home”  my favourite cousin once told me.   I can understand that. I too, like coming home. I just got home from snuggling a…

Selfie Sunday: A Post on Perspective

A photo on our camera caught my eye this morning. It was a picture of my mother; a selfie. It piqued my interest and made me stop. It struck me. Captivated me. I love it. I could write a whole entry on what I read in her face at this moment, but that is a thought…

A Charles Shultz Camping Trip: Part Two

Happiness is a smile in the morning. Happiness is the feeling of clean teeth. Happiness is chocolate milk on sale. Happiness is making memories. Happiness is sharing a swing set. Happiness is a day at the lake. Happiness is your best friend beside you. Happiness is your feet on the dash. Happiness is coming home.

A Charles Shultz Camping Trip

Happiness is… a camping trip. …a good pair of jeans. … a tent in the woods. …the smell of campfire smoke. …something warm when you’re cold. …reading out loud. Happiness is matching sleeping bags. Or maybe a good snuggle buddy. Happiness is gumboots and plaid. Happiness will be here tomorrow too. Come back for Part II.

He Gave Me a Turtle

Maybe it was the coffee. Maybe it was being up since 3:30am. (Can anyone say “Gold Medal Game?”) Maybe it was sheer delight in God’s ways, but whatever it was, I was having a hard time keeping the giggles in at church on Sunday. “A Turtle. You gave me a turtle, God!” Not something I expected to…

Winter Camping

I went camping the other weekend. It kind of broke me. No, the -25degree weather didn’t shatter my bones or freeze my veins solid. It was something else. Something I’ve been missing…but let me explain.  My friend Kate came into work at 4:00pm on Friday afternoon. “Do you want to go on an adventure?” she asked….

Kissing Cousins

Mongolia taught me to kiss. Shocker, I know; especially with my anti-hug policies and adoration of personal space. Touchy, I am not! But when you’ve got kids thrown into your life and communication is accomplished through action, primarily; limiting one’s self to awkward smiles and waves is a bit ridiculous. Wrestles, races, dutch blitz and…