Sports-ing
I was never a sportsy kid – I didn’t play sports, I didn’t watch sports, I didn’t care about sports – sports-ing was for other kids, keeners. But all that changed once I had kids of my own. My children inherited their father’s natural co-ordination and balance, they were good at any sport they chose to […]
3’s a Breeze – Down is Up and Upstairs is ….
Downstairs The long awaited renovation of Downstairs has finally begun. My place is getting a facelift – a wall has been removed, the ceiling came down, and a door has been relocated – it currently looks like a bomb went off in my once almost tidy house. I have been reassured we are at the darkest before […]
And then…
Fergus came to stay with Penny and I last week while his people were on vacation. She and I had big plans to show him a good time – we were going to keep him too busy to miss anyone. (Fergus has become Penny’s best friend – she was excited to have him for a sleepover). We had […]
M I A
My neighbors upstairs have been away this past week – they left me in charge of their charges while they were gone. We’ve gotten along swimmingly, these charges and I (for the most part). Well… maybe not exactly swimmingly, the actual swimmer in the house has been missing in action for a few days. Steve, the swimmer, […]
3’s A Breeze – The Evidence is Mounting
Upstairs I’m starting to believe that my mother-in-law is a dog-snatcher. Let’s review the evidence. Some of you may remember one of our first blogs about “Snow” the pitbull, who my mother-in-law had “saved” from wandering in traffic just outside our home. Some key elements to consider; she was on her way to Costco when […]
3’s a Breeze – Roommates
Downstairs Nobody asked Steve if he wanted a roommate they just dropped George in and expected things to go swimmingly. Nobody considered guys like Steve generally keep to themselves. Steve has always been a solitary man – or at least he was until George showed up – Siamese fighting fish aren’t famous for their hospitality. Steve has […]
3’s A Breeze – True Confessions
Downstairs I generally fess up when I make a mistake – not that I’ve had to do it often but if one is willing to take credit when credit is due they should be equally willing to face the music when things go south. So I did. I took responsibility and the knocks and cleaned up after […]
3s A Breeze – Palms Away!
Downstairs My son-in-law made an unusual call for help the other day which I answered posthaste (it’s usually me calling for assistance – it felt good to have the shoe on the other foot for a change). He texted he was in the front yard and wondered if I had five minutes to spare (I […]
3’s a Breeze – Crossing the Line
Downstairs There is an invisible line a child must cross on their road to adulthood, it runs through a no man’s land for a few years and is often blurred by perception. It can be confusing. For instance – when I look at my adult/children I invariably see the child they used to be, when […]
3’s a Breeze – The Dark Lord
Upstairs “Welcome Home Vader” Every evening at precisely 11:00pm a sleek, black disc-shaped robot emerges from beneath our living room couch, whirring and clicking. About the size of a large dinner plate, but thick like a phonebook, it methodically bumps it’s way through our living room, kitchen, and family room on a mission to discover […]