How I Turned an Itty-Bitty Hobby into a Raging Addiction

To see the entire post:  Click on the Title:  How I Turned, yada, yada, yada I have been a crafter all my life. A couple of knitting years produced a sweater for every kid I knew and a few that I didn’t. During my needlepoint, petit point and crewel phase I covered my walls and those canvases are all still staring back at me forty years later despite having been in storage for ten years during the full-time RVing stage of my life. During that phase I took up beadwork because I was living in a home-on-wheels so small that, as my friends and family delicately put it “even the mice walk around hunchback” and they were not impressed that I could open and retrieve something from my refrigerator without getting out of bed. I created earrings,...

I Am Not a Hoarder

To read the entire post:  Click on the Title – I Am Not a Hoarder I am not a hoarder. No one walks into my apartment and wonders where they are going to sit. They have the choice of a 3-seater couch, a 2-seater love seat or an overstuffed matching chair for one normal sized or two skinny minnies. They can sit on one of 4 dining room chairs, 4 kitchen chairs and if I take the planter off the stool they can sit there as well. So – I’ll repeat – I am not a hoarder per se but … well let me put it this way … I am a keeper … a keeper of things that should have been trashed a long, long time ago. Example 1 Some time ago I received a picture in my Hotmail account inbox from a full-time RVing friend of mine. The picture was taken...

No More Mr. Nice Guy

As many of you know, it was exactly 2 months to the day that I went to downtown Vancouver to spend a day and a half with my Montreal niece Rhonda (who was visiting/working) … and frankly it has taken me this long to recover from the experience. Be honest now. When you think Canadian – don’t the words ‘nice’ and ‘polite’ immediately pop into your mind. My goodness, we even say I’m sorry when someone accidentally bumps into us – never blaming the clod who jostled us.  We Canadians are known for being the politest people on the face of the earth. I will now change that sentence from “are” to “were” the politest people on the face of the earth.  I’m here to set you all straight...

Winter Blues, Blahs and, oh crap, winter is still 2 months away

I could probably forego the rest of the post and about half the people in Canada and northern United States would understand exactly what I’m talking about BUT: To read the entire post:  Click on the title Winter Blues, Blahs … etc. I have been living in the lower mainland of British Columbia for about ten years and I go through the winter blues, blahs and oh crap winter hasn’t even started yet every year.  Sometime in early to middle October the sun disappears and I want to disappear along with it. I go into a blue funk – something like what I’m going through right now. Let’s just call it the yukkies. Our swimming pool closed on September 25 – I had been swimming almost every day since I returned from Clinton, B.C....

Vancouver Travel Show

To Read the Entire Post:  Click on the Title: Vancouver Travel Show Most travel writers head off to the Travel Shows hoping to find free trips and writing opportunities.  Not me. I went to the Vancouver Travel Show (this weekend – September 24th, 2016) because I was royally pissed off. I tried to book a cruise to Hawaii (mostly because I’ve never been there AND the cruise went from Vancouver to Hawaii and (most important) back to Vancouver.  After being severely injured on a plane trip from Vancouver to Rome a few years ago, I’m leery about flying.  I still do it but only when I have to. Anyway I got the price from a travel agent – price for 2 traveling $1,717.00 each – which seemed reasonable for a 14 day trip.  Price for...

Days of Yore

To read the entire post click on: Days of Yore Let me embarrass myself completely and take you back about 60 years. Puberty  hit me like a shovel on the back of my head, growing 9 inches of height in a year with hair sprouting from everywhere when nothing had been there only months before … and “yes I was a girl.” I suddenly had a growth of leg hair that I either had to claim I was Parisian French, braid or get rid of anyway I could. Fortunately I had (and thankfully still have) a sister five years older than myself – who handed me a razor (no safely razors at that time) and told me that I looked like Sasquatch and to go shave my legs. I didn’t know how to fire up the boiler for hot water so I climbed into a bathtub full cold water,...

Back in the Saddle

To see the entire post … click on the title: Back in the Saddle Well, I certainly have lived up to my promise for the summer.  I have been doing lots of writing and now have 7 stories waiting at Chicken Soup for the Soul and 1 story at the New York Times. I have created a new line of tree of life pendants that, even if I have to say so myself, is absolutely spectacular. I also have my http://www.etsy.com/shop/BookBlingbyJoei up and running and will upload my newest creations as soon as I have a few more.  I haven’t uploaded my beaded spiders yet and need to do that because I’m getting orders for them. The only fly in the ointment is my latest writing project and it’s not really a fly or an ointment … but I’m trying my hand...