A little bit of clean, a little bit of tidy.

Today is a magic day – the contractor I hired to finish my ensuite arrives. I started the renovation two years ago, just before everything started to go wrong with my parents. It was going to be a group project since they’d done things like this before, but now, not so much. So, someone else is coming to help at last. I’ve reached my limit … Continue reading A little bit of clean, a little bit of tidy.

Of course, I’m a feminist.

I’m female, so I choose feminism. Feminism is not, and has never been, antimen. Equality isn’t a pie although many seem confused by that truth. More for some isn’t less for others. A definition for your review, one I like: feminism is an interdisciplinary approach to issues of equality and equity based on gender, gender expression, gender identity, sex, and sexuality as understood through social … Continue reading Of course, I’m a feminist.

There once was a funeral home.

I like to listen to my dad’s stories. He’s travelled and held interesting jobs in exotic locations. Then he met my mother and settled as a social studies teacher in the Fraser Valley of British Columbia, working that job until retirement at sixty-three. He trained as a teacher before he left New Zealand as a young man seeking adventure, and added a few other lines … Continue reading There once was a funeral home.