Slowgress

I realized today that my YearOfYes hit the one year mark last month and I need to stop looking for things to do. The start of this year has been especially top-heavy with commitments and I am wearing out. Meanwhile, my word of the year is “complete” and I look around to see very little actually completed. My knitting projects are largely stalled (only the one I took to work has shown real progress) although Continue Reading →

Comfort Zone: Exit, this way

While I have greatly expanded my comfort zone in recent years, there are still a lot of things that exist well outside that zone. Traveling to another province to take in a two day music festival full of many hip-hop acts I’d never heard of before this weekend, well that was outside my zone. Luckily, Juggalos are a very welcoming group and that’s what this festival was: the Canadian Juggalo Weekend — the first of Continue Reading →

Giving Back

Sometime in my early forties, I decided it was time for me to give back to the community. Victoria is my home, and since I have neither the patience nor the stomach for politics at the municipal level, I felt like I should start looking for a board on which to sit. While I was researching various boards with openings (there are a couple on which I’d dearly love to sit once I move on Continue Reading →

Catching My Breath

The word I chose for this year is Complete and so far I did manage one of my big three goals for the first part of this year, “seeing the successful opening of the Victoria Tool Library” which launched on February 4th. Yesterday was Seedy Saturday, the event that initially pushed the tool library from a nascent idea into a group project in 2015. I came on board just after that, and stuck around to Continue Reading →

Just One Word

A lot of people I know choose a word or three words to use as a focus for their year ahead. Focus was the word I chose for myself in 2015 although I had to shift that focus a few times through that year. I didn’t choose a word in 2016, but instead made a promise to live “openly, authentically, and to the fullest” — and that promise persists. So, for 2017, one word or Continue Reading →

Life is Short

In the grand scheme of things, we get only a limited number of years to live out on this planet. My biggest take-away from Carl Sagan’s Cosmos all those years ago was just how brief human existence really is. My life thus far has included some great years and some shitty years and as much as 2016 has included some big downer moments on the global stage (yes, I am casting a stink-eye at the Continue Reading →

Twas the – Oh Damn, It’s Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas in my little flat That I share with my kid and a wee skittish cat I purchased new stockings and put up a tree But decor’s at a minimum this year for me I’ve no Christmas baking but plenty to eat I picked up a gingerbread kit to complete There’s also a fruitcake and chocolates galore Not skimping on calories, you can be sure. It still doesn’t feel like it’s Continue Reading →

Progress with Yes

It took me a while but in March of this year I officially kicked off my Year of Yes. Since then I have said yes to things that normally I’d have hesitated to do. I had the time of my life getting coated with Faygo soda at an Insane Clown Posse show; I’ve gotten a stupid amount of ink in the past year (I just got tattoo number nine — eight of which have been Continue Reading →

Welcome to Lola the Yaris

When I bought the Minty Beast, my ’86 Tercel in January, I expected it would last me 6 to 12 months. I got nine. Toward the end of October, the brake light started going on without the brakes being engaged. Turned out the brake lines were a mess — so had those fixed. While doing that, my mechanic had a look over the rest of the car and came back with an estimate for work Continue Reading →

Rock Legend up Close

Well, not too close but the floor tickets to Alice Cooper let me get about thirty feet from the stage. Could have pushed in closer but I was pretty comfortable and had a great view where I was. I started to complain about standing for two hours then remembered who was on stage.  Alice Cooper is the same age as my mom. I’m not a superfan, but  2016 seems to be taking a lot of Continue Reading →