There is nothing more motivating than a cat throwing up on your head... I recall a quote from a management course that I used to teach, which went something like ...’motivation refers to the behaviours one chooses for themselves’. This morning, I practiced the true meaning of extrinsic motivation. That is, ..’we do something because … Continue reading Motivation
I’m an artisan bread type of gal. I buy it once (sometimes twice) a week and leave it out on the counter (wrapped) for all to enjoy. Our blue and white butter dish sits on the cutting board and next to it, a fabulous bread knife. We’re bread-y kind of people. When we visited a … Continue reading Magic Bread
Some time ago I read an article, or it could have been a book, a tweet or a Facebook post...or maybe it was from a movie or a television show...nevertheless, this stuck in my mind. They posed the question, “What is on the nightstand beside your bed”? Apparently, what is placed on (or inside) your … Continue reading Nightstand
It’s been eight years since I’ve had a 14 year old in the house. To clarify and not confuse; we have 4 kids who will turn 32, 25, 22 and 14 years old respectively, in the next few months. Eight years doesn’t seem like a long time. You would think with three previous spawns before … Continue reading Pretty soon
POS It was 4 months since my Mom had passed away. My birthday was fast approaching, so we hopped on a plane to Vegas. It was a much needed holiday from the deep sadness and loss I had been experiencing for months. We stayed for a few days taking in shows, horseback riding, gambling and … Continue reading P.O.S.
Published in 1966, I own a book called “I Have a Turtle” by Kathy Bing and R.J. Davidson. When I was very small, my Mom would read it to me, I think, when she wanted to recover from a busy day and didn’t much feel like reading a long bedtime story to me. This one … Continue reading Tiny Black Box
The first fish I ever caught was a Pumpkinseed sunfish. We were on holidays at my grandparents house which was located at the end of a bay, appropriately named ‘Cozy Cove’. When I think back on it, we spent more weekends and holidays in this sleepy little hamlet than we ever did at home. In … Continue reading Harold the Sparkly Pumpkinseed Sunfish
My Name is Margaret 