Tales from the Bush in Quebec

I wasn’t looking forward to the funeral. The deceased lady had been found alone in her apartment. Her torment from a long history of substance abuse was over. The authorities contacted her only child, a young man dear to my heart. He is a close friend of my son, therefore of our whole family and, a... Sign in to see full entry.

The swelling in my leg was getting worse, and painful. Because my doctor’s office is a 45 minute drive from home, I called his receptionist early Monday morning, explained that I must have lost the prescription for the anti-inflammation medication, and could he please fax another to my pharmacy?... Sign in to see full entry.

A few years ago, I wrote an article for our regional English newspaper. The Federal election campaigns were in full swing, and I had attended the press conferences of both the Liberals, the favored party in our county, and that of the controversial, pro-separatist Parti Quebecois, or P.Q.. I wrote... Sign in to see full entry.

I just received this joke from my friend Kilroy. It was too funny not to share! ************************************************* A Cape Breton farmer named Seamus had a car accident. In court, the lorry company's hot-shot solicitor was questioning Seamus. 'Didn't you say to the RCMP at the scene of... Sign in to see full entry.

I love mornings! As a child, I would be out of bed early, certain that a new event would take place that day. Something always did, even if it was limited to discovering a new trail through the bush, learning a new word, opening a book I had never read before, finding a new silhouette in the tree... Sign in to see full entry.

I followed the link on TAPS' blog, and watched this lady sing her heart out. It was one of those "WOW!" moments. Her physical appearance has nothing to do with that wonderful voice, of course, but I am certain that she is enthusiastic about her new look. Nice, isn't it? Kudos to the lady!! Sign in to see full entry.

We were sitting in the lunchroom when the waiting room door tweeter sounded. I looked at my watch. 12:40. “Are we expecting someone?” I asked, glancing around the table at my work colleagues. They all shook their heads, one of them adding that her next interview was scheduled for 13:30. We try to... Sign in to see full entry.

The Washcloth Ladies, this has to be read, laughed at and passed on. There is not a woman alive who won't crack up over this! I was due for an appointment with the gynecologist later in the week. Early one morning, I received a call from the doctor's office to tell me that I had been rescheduled for... Sign in to see full entry.

“So you’ve forgiven him. Again.” It was more a statement than a question. I didn’t answer her immediately. Her words provoked thought. Is that what it was? Forgiveness? Or was it something more subtle? The term ‘forgive’ didn’t quite fit. She waited in silence as I pondered my answer. We were... Sign in to see full entry.

Put a group of fun people together in the same place, mix them up with a liberal dose of gleeful, healthy, swimsuit-and-floater clad small fry darting around and about, open a few bottles of good red wine, laden the table with chili and guacamole and platters upon platters of mouth-watering food,... Sign in to see full entry.