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To drink, or not to drink, is that the only question?

During my growing up days practically all my relatives were total abstainers. There was an uncle out in B.C. who was probably an alcoholic, according to my Dad’s tales. 645 more words

Faith And Life

Tongue-tied no more

I was painfully shy in my younger days.  The only child of older parents, I wandered the hills of our farm anddeveloped a lively imagination but felt inhibited in communicating with adults or in a large group. 546 more words


Gold Coast Marathon 2014: 75% fun....25% pain....

It is early, the sun just poking its nose over the horizon on the kind of picture postcard winter morning that turns the tackiness of Surfer’s Paradise into something beautiful – all silver and gold, shimmer and shadow. 1,436 more words

Stories From My Life

Unexpected beauty

These are the flowers of  scarlet mallow, a low growing plant that shows up in unexpected places here on the prairies, almost hidden among the grass. 357 more words

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the home run

So the end is nigh.  It’s 2 1/2 years since I first strapped on a pair of running shoes. It’s a year since I first ran a half-marathon distance, and  year since I first thought to myself “I wonder what it what would be like to run a marathon?”  It’s 5 months since I decided to actually find out and started training properly. 561 more words



So my Bee dress is finished. (Insert much rejoicing.)

Hair and makeup tests went well and I’m ready for the con tomorrow.

I’ll take proper photos with my hair and makeup tomorrow, but in the meantime I thought you all might want to take a peek. 36 more words

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The Bitter Taste of Failure

So I’ve been making costumes lately. Silly Man and I are cosplaying at a con on Friday. And I of course put off making said costumes until the last minute because the procrastination is strong in this one. 176 more words

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