Cross-posted from Cherry Blossoms The Blog. While renting from landlords who didn’t communicate well and hated to do maintenance on the property I became an elementary plumber, fiddling with the tank mechanisms of the toilet and plunging all things great and small. (I took more than a few courses from Toiletology 101.) I learned that […]Read More The Happy Homeowner: On Plumbing
It’s been a bit of a break in blogging lately. I’ve posted very sporadically. It isn’t that I haven’t had things to write, I have. It isn’t that I haven’t had time to write, I have. It’s just that this blog is very personal and lately my inner life has been raw. Even for an […]Read More Choosing Health
Albeit a few days late, the boys and I celebrated Boxing Day today. We dumped all the baskets and methodically sorted out toys to give away. Our entire home is a cluttered mess so this is only a drop in the bucket of what needs to be done, but it was a great start. The […]Read More Out with the Old
Awesome: Landing in the Land of the Long Brown Cloud I was pleasantly surprised that, instead of the churning apocalyptic orange haze I normally see when we land at midnight, the sky was clear. It was beautiful and peaceful. Not Awesome: Getting only four hours of sleep because the toilet is running and the smoke […]Read More Awesome/Not Awesome
(I’m sorry in advance for the whining.) Are people idiots? Seriously. In our 9-unit complex we’ve had the following problems in the past year+: * someone dumped two bags of cement down the drain wherein lies the pump to keep the garage from flooding * someone had been feeding the local cats to ensure our […]Read More Renting Rant
… with a vengence. We had a break for several good, long, happy months. Unfortunately we have been marked more than four times this month. I know it’s because the litter of feral cats is now prowling around at the resident territorial neighbourhood cat is back to mark his land. I’ve planted lavender in the […]Read More The Cat Came Back
Yes folks, that’s right, Little Red has reached that beloved developmental stage: phobias. I had hoped he’d develop a fear of something obscure and out of the house, as Kyra had done when she was afraid of a mannequin at the Science Center. Unfortunately, his phobia is within our home. Now before I tell you […]Read More It’s Phobia Time!