Well, friends, for the first time in what feels like eleventy thousand years, I’m on vacation. I can’t even describe for you how I pine for the ocean when I’m landlocked. I mean, I live Canada – land of a bazillion rivers – and I’m within walking distance to the confluence of two, even!). I’m […]
Hi friends! This week, our musical interlude is brought to you by a scheduled post. I’m on vacay and that includes my technology. Catch y’all on the flipside! And on that note, I give you… Yay!Cation Songs:
There are seeds that can be planted into a good descriptive scene. It’s not journalism – it doesn’t have to be what *really* happened. It’s just a bit of a lark, finding inspiration in unexpected places.
Cider? I hardly know’er!
I thought, “It’s been a while since the gentleman associate and I have been on a multi-stop tour-full-o’treats. Where there’s apples for pie, there’s apples for cider, and that’s really all the information I need.
Maybe you believe in elementals, and maybe the line for you is Disney or Tolkien, but a thimbleful of milk beside the faery door is a novel insurance policy.
So on Friday past, when I had a day of vacation and no gots-to-do items on the schedule, I decided that I would purposefully find Things To Do in Cambridge. No excuses.
Did you sing the title of this post? You totally did, didn’t you? Belinda Carlisle and the Go-Go’s are so much fun. I know, I’m the *worst*. But you know what that means, right? I’ve resurfaced! W00t! For me, vacation is a time to recharge my batteries, just like it is for everyone else. Usually, […]
Sometimes, after a week that challenges you right down to your very marrow, you just need a fun diversion. Like, say, a scavenger hunt. Or booze. Or both. Totally both. So you say to yourself, “Self, how can I have a scavenger hunt, but stay hydrated, and ensure the future hydration of future shenanigans?” And […]
So. Notre Dame. I had the privilege of being in Paris 2 years and 5 days ago. We were there for only one day, and the one thing I wanted to do was visit Notre Dame. My travelling companion and I had a lovely lunch in a Parisian Café, and then we crossed over to […]
Over 2000 years ago, Jesus entered Jerusalem on a donkey, riding toward his death. 33 years earlier, his mom rode a donkey to Bethlehem toward his birth. The people of Jerusalem who accepted him as the Messiah, put palms on the road ahead of him, and waved twigs. In some traditions, Palm Sunday takes the […]
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