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So what I’m still a rock star

I’ve figured out that February is a hard month for my hair. Looking back every year around this time, I am overwhelmed with the need for change- but change is hard when you have responsibilities and people you care about sometimes. So, I’ve apparently been taking it out on my hair for many years. Usually…
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‘‘Twas the night before Groundhog Day

The frigid temperature of the Canadian subarctic smacked me hard this morning. While one day closer to spring, the first day of February was not in anyway spring like in nature. It made me think about tomorrow. I wondered if Mr. Groundhog would see his shadow or not. And then as always, I fell into…
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The dance

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Weekly wrap up

Friday. A short week that felt so long. Sad goodbyes that felt so sudden, but when looking back they were anything but. Slowly climbing out of the deep freeze, then plunging back in. Children becoming bored and rambunctious near the end of their vacation from school, Asking if they can go tomorrow. New glasses, new…
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New Year’s Eve

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Star Wars: The Last Jedi

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Saturday Date night
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Tech wars
Today, I braved a world I’m deeply afraid of. I’d never wanted to relocate away from the Luddite village where I was comfortable, more at home in the world of paperbacks and handwritten letters. And it wasn’t easy. I shed real tears after spending money, partly for spending the money, partly for messing up the…
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Nano and go!
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Gord
I was 38 years old when I heard the news. A part of my youth, the years of discovery for my generation, The Hip were the soundtrack to my teens and twenties. They were on every radio station, CanCon, but actually worth it. I remember the roadside attraction mosh pit, decking the person trying to steal…
