Tales from the Bush in Quebec

When you hear ‘22 nd ’ over the phone, it can sound much like ‘27 th ’, especially if the 22 nd is a Sunday, and you don’t realize that scans are done on the weekends. That is what happened. My brother and I arrived at the hospital to find that he was supposed to be there last Sunday at 3:30, not... Sign in to see full entry.

I’m working from home this morning. My brother, Bird, has to be at the clinic later today for a lung scan, and driving into and out of the city twice in one day is time consuming, and costly (gas). Once again I am thankful that my little computer dude was able to connect my home outfit to the office... Sign in to see full entry.

It was one of those moments. I got up from my chair in the conference room and went quickly into my office, ducking my head as I passed the stagiare. Once there I tried hard to focus on counting to ten to keep the tears from coming. My efforts were successful, but only just. I managed to blink away... Sign in to see full entry.

The stagiare was there today. Her reason for not coming in was valid. For not calling in? A lack of experience. Last Wednesday night her younger, 18 year old sister was crossing the street, 5 minutes away from home, and she was stuck by a hit-and-run driver. The girl is in an induced coma while they... Sign in to see full entry.

A huge house should be full of love and laughter and, in my book, nothing can quite complete the picture without little ones running around; distributing hugs and kisses to grandparents and auntie and uncles; discovering new places to hide, and yes, getting into some tussling and light mischief as... Sign in to see full entry.

We’re celebrating my daughter-in-law’s birthday today – she is now all of 29 years old. I’m not sure I can remember being that age, LOL! We were supposed to gather at my oldest son’s new house in the city, but construction on the bridges this weekend thwarted those plans. The drive would take at... Sign in to see full entry.

I’m sure you have all had those days where just everything seems to go right. That was what happened to me this August 19 th, 2010. Well, actually, it all started the night before. The inspector gave us thumbs up for the second house on our list, even going so far as to say it was a “key in hand”... Sign in to see full entry.

The clock beside the bed told me it was shortly after midnight. I lay still, wondering what had disturbed my sleep. The dogs weren’t barking, so it couldn’t be an intruder. My fan was still humming softly, swinging back and forth, so it wasn’t the electricity clicking off that pulled me from the... Sign in to see full entry.

The real estate agent was already at the house when I arrived, and the inspector showed up shortly after. I made the introductions. The agent seemed satisfied that he wasn’t wasting his time when M. disclosed that he worked for the provincial association responsible for home inspections. We went... Sign in to see full entry.

I wasn’t wrong about it being a busy week, or maybe it just seemed that way because I was alone at the office. Not that there was a multitude of calls, but anyone doing accounting will tell you that interruptions often cause you to start over once you return to those columns of numbers. It takes a... Sign in to see full entry.