Everyone Needs A Hero

Suzette and Danny at Vancouver Web Fest 2016

Hey, there’s a poker game I’ve been playing – where a pair always beats a royal flush. If you’ve ever played poker, you’re probably scratching your head and wondering how I could ever make such a false claim? It goes back to 2009 when I entered the hospital during the last week of my radiation… Continue reading Everyone Needs A Hero

My Holly Golightly and Audrey Hepburn

Part 1 of 3  (Originally published April 2012) Last night, during a night of deep and peaceful sleep, I suddenly awoke to the most bizarre sight.  I sat upright on my bed and began hugging my pillow in terror. But first, let me give you a little background. Holly Golightly is a Coton de Tulear.  I… Continue reading My Holly Golightly and Audrey Hepburn

News of the Day

In early February, I stopped following the news of the day because I was getting stressed out from all of the doom and gloom. I used to watch the news all of the time, and if I were in the car, I’d listen to an all-news channel.  And then, suddenly, I had a brain fart… Continue reading News of the Day

Something I Forgot to Mention

Holly Golightly hiding behind Danny

Last Sunday (March 4th), I decided to take a pause from writing in my journal for an extended period of time. However, I have been receiving a lot of calls and emails, asking if I was okay or why I had closed my website? I should have just posted a notice like this – and… Continue reading Something I Forgot to Mention

The Barnston Island Challenge

I often go for walks without deciding where I’m going until I leave the house.  Although this may sound impulsive, I seldom, if ever, regret my choice.  But sometimes, getting to my destination is more of a challenge than the actual walk.  And yesterday’s decision to walk on Barnston Island is a perfect example.  Let… Continue reading The Barnston Island Challenge

Cold Feet, Holly, and a CT Scan

My Holly Golightly - she's a Coton de Tulear

It used to be a relatively simple thing to do – buying a pair of slippers.  Then again, a lot of stuff used to be simpler than they are nowadays.  I hate sounding like one of those old-timers who used to tell me how things were better ‘back in the day.’ But at least things… Continue reading Cold Feet, Holly, and a CT Scan

My daddy,

My Holly Golightly - she's a Coton de Tulear

MYe daddie is playin in the bathh witout me and now I can wrote you sumthing about him.  He’s losing hair and is old and he doesn’t ‘member wear heputs his stuff and I havtokeep from laughing at him. He tuke me to bad man withabeard and left me there all day wit him and… Continue reading My daddy,

Worried Again

The roller coaster was climbing slowly up the hill and when it reached the peak – it almost touched the clouds.  Children were screaming with delight – arms waving in the air – eyes sparkling with excitement, while seniors were filling their Depends with assorted bodily fluids.  But as the aging ride reached the bottom,… Continue reading Worried Again

A Prayer for Holly

My Holly Golightly - she's a Coton de Tulear

A few days ago, I took Holly to Gail’s place to get groomed.  I usually take her every six weeks or so, and Gail is always happy to see us when we arrive.  But a few hours later, when I came to pick Holly up, Gail wasn’t smiling.  She had a concerned look on her… Continue reading A Prayer for Holly

A Ghost in Campbell Valley

Although I have been living in the Vancouver area for many years, I only had a vague idea of where it was when I started on a walk this morning.  But I was determined to find the remains, if any, of the old Langley Speedway (1965 – 1984).  I know that the track should be… Continue reading A Ghost in Campbell Valley