Rise of the Ukulele
Ah, the poor ukulele, relegated to the kid’s table at the musical reunion, along with the recorder and the tambourine. Still, it is capable of bringing focus to a song Continue Reading →
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Ah, the poor ukulele, relegated to the kid’s table at the musical reunion, along with the recorder and the tambourine. Still, it is capable of bringing focus to a song Continue Reading →
Last night, I was online when the quake hit Japan. I got the notice through Facebook and immediately switched to Twitter for real-time updates. We turned on TV for coverage Continue Reading →
Sunday started with giggly, happy girls in the living room (awake early from Saturday evening’s “sleep-over”); outside we were greeted by an early morning rainbow. Later, the clouds cleared and Continue Reading →
… make sure you have enough ingredients to try again! (Happily, I did.) As part of the preparation for Kiddo’s party, today was baking day. One of the things I Continue Reading →
It’s been two months since I kicked off my 11for11 challenge for myself and I thought it was time for an update. I was ridiculously pleased to cross off the Continue Reading →
I got crafty today after I did some overdue mending including a pretty rough job of darning a couple of holes in the sleeves of my favourite sweater. First, I Continue Reading →
By the end of the day on Wednesday, there was over 20 cm of snow on the deck. Yesterday was cold but buses were running and aside from ice and Continue Reading →
While I did make an effort to get to work, there was ongoing trouble with transit buses all over the region including 4 tangled at the foot of the next Continue Reading →
I cannot believe it but I actually feel the need to praise Zuckerberg’s Army for the complete redesign to their Pages interface. Being able to switch to “use Facebook as Continue Reading →
Ah, Valentine’s Day. Many were the years I got one or two or maybe just a small handful of cards, from my closest friends. Rare were the secret admirer cards Continue Reading →