Monthly Archive: June 2015

Easy wedding invitations

“Oh right, wedding invitations!” We are attempting a small reception: a few family members and the friends who helped us renovate or actively welcomed me or my fellow into the circle. To our delight many far flung relatives have called us up to say they’d like to come. It warms my heart to have that …

Continue reading »

Share Button

the Best of Us

It doesn’t seem to matter who it is: as soon as the hammers and drills come out, so do odd bursts of falsetto Aerosmith, Journey and Rush. Do I ever hear Fellow sing? In church, yes. But he’s a regular Old Time Rockin’ roller with Zac, laying those floors. Beer cans, uncharacteristic over usage of …

Continue reading »

Share Button

Renovating man

My daughter’s talent show at school: long legged girls wobble on spindly limbs, and their arms dangle helplessly as they concentrate on their dance steps with a frown. Then they catch themselves and remember to smile: they beam like sunflowers, a large head on a long skinny stalk. Adorable. The girls are generally taller than …

Continue reading »

Share Button

the right shoe for the right time

Today was the last day of filming and I got to walk around San Francisco: through parks and down streets with lovely shops. Yesterday I bought some cobalt blue and off white Fluevogs for my wedding shoes. They were absolutely gorgeous but not necessarily something I’d wear again. And when I got home and did …

Continue reading »

Share Button

the change you need

“You’re a BIG woman…” Says an intoxicated man in a Giant’s shirt, swinging on the rail in front of me, dangerously close. “You’re more than a handful.” I look around. Not many people on the Muni this afternoon and the ones who are, are not making eye contact with me. I am alone and I …

Continue reading »

Share Button

off putting at first

It’s 6:30am and I’ve already been at the airport for an hour and a half. Surprisingly the Canucks restaurant “breakfast sandwich” is very good. I’m off to do a film shoot in San Francisco: super fun. There are going to be zombies! “Why are zombies fun?” I ask myself. Not sure. But they are. Speaking …

Continue reading »

Share Button