• Gratitude*,  Memories*

    Grammy P’s Kitchen*

    My grandmother’s kitchen was one of my favorite places on earth. At times it was bustling and busy as everyone worked together to make a meal for our big extended family. …but often it was quiet and peaceful. She would sit in her chair and invite you to join her so that she could hear everything that was going on with you. She would have her toast or tea and laugh and talk before sending you up the hill to the corner store to get a treat (and a Bounty Bar for her). We were never allowed to pay, it always went on “the bill” at the store. Even when…

  • Memories*

    Grammy’s Pearls*

    I’m trying to get our bedroom cleaned and organized now that W has fully moved into his own room. As I was cleaning out a drawer, I found these: my grandmother’s pearls, earrings and watch. It was almost like a little time capsule… as I opened it I could immediately smell her perfume and for one second I was transported back to my childhood. That familiar scent made me feel like I was sitting on the floor of her bedroom, watching her get ready. I’m so grateful to have these… these mean more to me than diamonds or jewels. Like Anne of Green Gables, I’m content with my string of…

  • Deep Thoughts*,  Memories*

    30 Going on 13*

    I found this old photo a little while ago. I was just shy of my 14th birthday when it was taken. I had planned to share it with some mocking self-deprecating comment about how awkward I looked, but as I thought about it, I realized that those awkward preteen years weren’t all that bad. I sometimes feel like I had a better sense of who I was at 13 than I do at 36. It was 1999. The year of our class Toronto Trip. Coming from small town Northern Ontario, that was a BIG deal. I was beginning to sort out my own sense of style, and I kept flip…

  • Funny Stories,  Memories*,  S*

    The Outside Phone*

    In today’s episode of “Things my children say that make me feel old”, S was absolutely fascinated with this new exciting outside phone that we found! She wasn’t entirely sure how the receiver worked, or why it was attached to a box with a cord, but she was just so excited that anyone could just stop and make a call, right there. I mean, how cool is that? SO handy. (I was actually more shocked that we even found one still in existence. Haha) But seriously. She is part of a generation growing up that will never know the magic of laying on your back on the floor below the…