Tales from the Bush in Quebec

Bali's OOPS! face “Bali, don’t open that door.” My five year old grandson stood there, his hand on the knob, and asked the inevitable question. ‘Why?” “Look at Smooch and Grump. If you open it, they’ll both come rushing in here and you could get hurt.” Bali looked through the glass door. He studied... Sign in to see full entry.

Bali, my wildest rug rat. It was a walk down memory lane. In this particular store, I am usually in the pet section, buying dog food, or treats, or toys. Yesterday I was strolling the baby area: bibs, plastic spoons, soothers, security gate...and all those cute outfits that will make any mom or... Sign in to see full entry.

“We’re staying here, Mémère! Can I have some ice cream?” Five year old Bali smiled up at me. “Mommy and Daddy are in separation, so we’ll be living here sometimes now.” Nalou added his comment calmly. It was late Friday night. My son had just arrived with the boys after a day with friends at the... Sign in to see full entry.

My 3 rug rats. They own a huge piece of my heart. And so....shared custody has begun. The rug rats will be spending next week with their daddy and Mémère (My good buddy, Kilroy, showed me how to spell it right). Daddy is working days, and leaves the house around 5:30 AM, which is approximately the... Sign in to see full entry.

There is a spiffy new tap in my kitchen – one of those professional jobs high enough to wash huge stew pots, with a removable nozzle that can stretch to spray whatever needs spraying with no problem. Kool! Tired as he was, my son installed it last night when he arrived from work... helped... Sign in to see full entry.

I heard it first from my DIL; the mommy of the rug rats. I was doing dishes when she called. What she was saying forced me to stop and sit down...and listen. I was still mulling the conversation over in my head, had only just hung up the phone, when my daughter rang. Having always been my DIL’s... Sign in to see full entry.

What happened? There seems to have been a problem with ‘water runneth over’ for many of us. My taps joined the fracas yesterday. Earlier, when speaking to my Japanese daughter-in-law, she told me my son had spent a good part of his day trying to repair a tap in their downstairs bathroom – it had... Sign in to see full entry.

Photo courtesy of Photobucket msbookes In keeping with the action going on around here lately, the afternoon found me sitting on an outdoor terrace, having drinks with some friends I hadn’t seen for ages. I ran into them on my way back from a client visit. I stopped at the store to buy dog food and... Sign in to see full entry.

My youngest son, the daddy of the rug-rats, showed up at my house yesterday afternoon with a couple of friends in tow. He was coming to invite me to a BBQ supper to be held at his friend’s house, and I decided to attend. It was a nice evening, except.... There was a man among the group – a friend of... Sign in to see full entry.

I have the impression of having just arrived from an extended holiday, and that I am floundering, trying to get back to my normal routine. I suspect it started from Suzie’s presence, resulting in my being away from the house most evenings during her stay. This was followed by the birthday period,... Sign in to see full entry.