Kids, I love you all and did my best. Sort of. So I am going to liberate you from any sense of duty for this Mother’s Day. Feel free to visit your significant-others’-mothers instead. This weekend is the first weekend in maybe a year-and-a-half that I have been free of all obligations to MY own…
Yes, it has been hot in Toronto this week (over 37 degrees plus humidity) but that is true all over the continent except for the west coast, where we’ve scarcely had the opportunity to remove our winter jackets. I went for a 20 minute stroll, not too fast. Here is what I found on the…
Some might find this to be an “inappropriate” subject. However, since I know that Mom will be logging on to her computer first thing tomorrow to read my blog, and I’ve warned her, I think it is a fine topic. This morning from her hospital bed, when I mentioned that my dribbling of lukewarm coffee was…
For 100 years, my family gossiped about the identity of my great-great-grandfather. Presumably he was named Charles Waddell, since those two names were given to the child who took his mother’s surname (B) when he was born in 1860. According to lore, the erstwhile father was an officer in the military, based at Windsor Castle where the…
First thing yesterday morning, Mom called me to say that during the night, someone had thrown a rock through her living room window. I called the building manager, who called the window-repair guy, who called Mom back to set a time to fix it. J and I headed over to assist with the clean-up. Mom had…
Seeing Clarely 