Master of Our Domain
Have you heard of Zach Anner? If not, you’re in for a treat. But first, a soapbox moment. Or two. The other day, I got one of those inspirational e-mails that circle the Internet on a regular basis. This one was a story about a blind boy sitting by a building with a hat by…
Mindlessness
It’s official. I’ve totally lost control of my life. I get up each morning to email in two places and a browser filled with open tabs – love the wee buggers, but if you start the day with that much work lurking, it’s hard not to feel like Sisyphus. The last couple of weeks before…
Pride Goeth
My latest MyRACentral post ponders the eternal question of why I can’t learn to stop before I hurt myself: “It was as inevitable as the tides, the sun rising in the east and the Toronto Maple Leafs getting nowhere near the Stanley Cup finals.” The rest of the post is here.
Canine Extravaganza
Things are looking different on The Seated View – I’m playing with the “new” Blogger template and so far, it’s not perfect. Please have patience. Last weekend, we went to Woofstock – the annual dog festival. And there were a lot of dogs. Masses. A pair of beautiful spaniels started the day A Basselope waited…
Getting It
I was at the Market the other day, getting myself some red leaf lettuce, leaves crinkled into tight waves of deepest green and darkest red, put a yellow pepper next to it, watching the colors spark off each other. Waiting to cash out, I made funny faces for a little boy in a stroller, not…
Seeking Inspiration
I’m stalled out. Again. I overdid a bit. Again. I didn’t realize until it’s too late. Again. Will I ever learn? After a week of sitting as still as I’m capable in an attempt to heal, there hasn’t been much progress. I have thoroughly lost my sense of humour, but I’m not sure if that…
An Accidental Metalhead
My sister used to be a metalhead. I’m sure it’s not a secret and if it was, I may be able to evade severe punishment by owning up to growing up in the 70s which meant the music I liked when I was a teenager is far more embarrassing. Which gets me – rather swiftly…
Love Among the Ruins
This week on MyRACentral, I write about finding love when you live with a chronic illness: “When I was a teenager, I asked my mother if I’d ever find love. My friends were dating, but I’d never met a boy who could see me instead of the packaging I came in – my rheumatoid arthritis…
Irreplaceable Treasures
I rented Leap Year last week and it’s a good thing I had a coupon and got it for free or I would’ve been stomping back to the store, demanding my money back. Load of formulaic crap with the same amount of originality, soul and entertainment as a paint-by-numbers rendition of a stag by a…
The Tinks Meet Lucy
But first we gathered at mor’s for a multi-birthday celebration (suffice to say there were 5 birthday songs). Liam experimented with facial hair Morgan always starts the visit with being a barnacle on mormor A really excellent photo of Ken’s knees (I’d forgotten to switch off the macro setting) Morgan’s been bit by the photo…
Two Rants
The last week’s been interesting, news-wise. Two issues in particular have poked at my rant gland and today seems like a good day for sharing. (rant gland?? Is there such a thing?). Rant #1: the G-20 summit. Or rather, the G-20 security budget. For those of you not living in Toronto and/or obsessively checking news…