Category: Daily Activities

When your breaks fail…plan the crash.

This week is a fine week for cycling. Bike to Work has kicked off. Nothing gets those creative juices flowing like a fine ride down the trail. I hadn’t hopped on my bike in a long while. Maybe, five years or so. I got…

A New Life. A New Place to Read.

Place your life in boxes to move to a far off town gives the belly butterflies. Apparently, there was no need for that.

Work based Play: 5 Helpful Ways to Get Back on Track

Little tips to help you get your job done. Having a hobby can be fun, until you want your project done.

The Deadly Journal

Why I didn’t write in a journal all this time, even though I knew I should’ve. It’s time to move past those childish fears.

Sparks

What do you think about when you zone out?

The Laughing Oyster Book Reading

April 28 2015, I went to my first book reading. A spur-of-the-moment acton for me. I had never thought about going to a book reading, I’ll tell you the truth my shaky nerves never let me go to one. I don’t like being in…

Nasty Thought. Blessed Karma.

Karma at work: In line at Tim Hortons to get my coffee, I noticed a elderly woman rummaging through her purse. Her scrunched face and silent curses told me something was up. I walked over and asked if I could help. She had lost…

Impulse Gone Pro

Have you ever experienced an impulse? You’ve had to buy that object or eat that sweet or make your move? I’m going to talk about impulsive buying. I am what people call impulsive. Once something is in my head I can’t get it out….

People watching

Everyday People. Smells of rich caffeine and baked sweets fuel the buzz. The click of the keyboard keeps in time with the blare of the music in my ear buds. A grey haired woman sits beside the chilled window fixed to the yellowed pages of…

Enter the New Year

I enter into the new year with high expectations for my future. In the past, no matter what my New Years resolution was, it seemed to get lost around March. Every year, the same thing. Well 2015 is going to be different. I am going to complete…

Eye Contact

“How does Taz know to make eye contact?” my husband Mark asked me after talking to our cat Taz. If you have a pet or went to a friends house that has a pet you may have noticed that cats, dogs, and even birds…

I write. I become. I experience.

Why do I love writing? The joy and relief I get when I crunch a few thousand words into my keyboard is much like when a Martial Artist gets after beating a bag of sand. When I enter my hidden world I get to…

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