Sounds nice doesn't it? Especially right now as I am taking refuge in my basement from this heat wave. Ice cubes and cold showers seem attractive. But as I found out in my prenatal class holding ice can be very painful and an interesting way to prepare for labour. "When I play the chime you… Continue reading Ice and cold showers
June 6, 1944. The day that the allies invaded Normandy and began liberating Europe from a reign of terror. I wish that liberation could have happened or did happen by means other than war but history is what it is. June 6, 2004. The day that someone tried to rob me of feeling safe and… Continue reading My D-Day
There is a propensity and an attraction in story telling for the deep, the dark and the tragic. I have told my own dark stories and shed tears for others but sometimes it's nice to just celebrate the sunshine and good times too. Even this good time was a little bloody though. If you look… Continue reading Sunny Days in NYC-travelogue finale
Going to Broadway was near the top of my to do list in New York and it didn't let me down. There are actually about 50 Broadway theatres and here's a big 💰 saving tip: if you go to a booth called TKTS. You can go see a same day show for up to 50%… Continue reading On Broadway!
In Dickens' classic A Tale of Two Cities there is injustice, terror, death, love and sacrifice. The two museums, Jewish Holocaust and 9/11, that we saw on a rainy day in New York carry the same stories. I spent a lot of time thinking about how and if I should write about the museums. I… Continue reading A Tale of 2 Museums
My uncle and aunt treated us to a trip to the Art Gallery of Ontario. You know the saying "never a tourist in your own city"... I grew up in Vancouver and have never been to the Vancouver Art Gallery. Now I am inspired. Raw and real African masterpieces of my favourite subject. Something very… Continue reading In the world of art
I wish I actually had a fishy suspicious story to tell but it is a cute title for our trip to Ripley's aquarium of Canada in Toronto. I did have white sharks swimming over my head with a piece of glass between us. That's the closest I ever want to get to those guys! This… Continue reading A fishy story and a bird’s eye view…