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11 answers to 11 questions

It’s Friday night and I’m tired and uninspired. It must be the fatigue from my return to work but my brain has adamantly refused to be creative this week. So, in order to shake off the cobwebs, I’m going to pull out an old blogging standard and answer some questions.

Here we go!

11 random questions I just asked myself

1) What is your favourite physical attribute?
My smile. I always try to keep it genuine.

2) What is your favourite aspect of your personality?
My humour. It has gotten me through some pretty rough patches.

3) What is the strangest lie you have ever told?
When I was leaving the closing ceremonies of the 2000 Olympics in Sydney, Australia, I convinced a train car full of people that I was the short stop for the Canadian softball team. (I happened to be wearing my Team Canada sweatshirt.) Everyone assured me that our 8th place finish wasn’t too bad.

4) If you could be a superhero, what power would you possess?
Super-speed. I would love to be able to zip around and get things done really quickly while everyone else puttered along at a normal pace. Then I could just sit back and chill.

5) On a scale of 1 to 10, how weird are you?

6. How do you feel about garden gnomes?
I used to be agnostic. Since Harry Potter, I never turn my back on them.

7) What time is it?
10:42 pm

8) Who is your current celebrity crush?
Richard Armitage. He’s a great Thorin Oakenshield, but I originally fell head over heels in love with him (sans facial prosthetics) as John Thornton in BBC’s adaptation of North and South.

9. Would you rather live in the fictional future or the fictional past?
As much as I love sci-if, I have to pick the past. I think my bosom was made for a corset.

10) What aspect of your personality do you hide from others?
I’m a huge romantic and love getting swept away by Jane Austin and BBC period dramas. See questions 8 and 9!

11) Are you ever going to finish writing your novel?
YES! Stop hounding me!

Do you have any questions you would like to ask… or answer?

Important life question

Six weeks of lounging.

Six weeks of lounging.

Is a woman still a woman if she no longer has a uterus?

Wait! Please don’t leave, I’m totally shitting you.

Here’s the real question I’ve been asking myself… Was Einstein recovering from major surgery when he came up with his theory of relativity?

I mean, how did my 6 weeks off work go by so quickly but this first week back at work moved like cold molasses?

Seriously people, Monday was interminable. At one point I checked my watch, sure that it was at least 2pm, and it was only 10:15. You can extrapolate to figure out how long the rest of the week was.

Do you remember the summers of your childhood? Just like Bryan Adams’ “Summer of ’69”, they seemed to last forever. I even remember becoming a little bored at the end and wishing for school to start. Can you even fathom that now?

I had 6 weeks off work to recover from a couple of surgeries, one of which removed the aforementioned uterus. Granted, I did sleep the entire first month away and was practically housebound due to physical infirmity, but I can honestly say that time whizzed by and I ACCOMPLISHED NOTHING!

Sorry to yell at you, but I’m sure you can understand my frustration.

I didn’t blog. I didn’t write. I didn’t paint. I didn’t even do laundry…

I see now that I was incredibly naive when I boldly declared to my writing group, “I’m going to use the time to finish my book!”

Even though friends and doctors tried to prepare me, I just didn’t anticipate the sheer magnitude of full body fatigue I would experience as I recovered. Or, as I neared the end of the recovery, how strong the inertia would be when I finally attempted to get my sorry ass into a vertical position.

So, here I am… semi-upright and back to work. Do I miss my uterus? Hell, no!

I do, however, miss those 6 weeks of leisure now that they are gone.

What would you do if you had 6 weeks off from the responsibilities of life?

Six months

calendar pages

Holy crap! It’s been over six months since my first post. Wowza!

Looking back over the 106 posts, I can see the evolution in my site and I’m proud of its growth… have you gone and looked back over my 106 posts? (That would be really great for my stats!)

Growth in the number of views and followers, of course, but also in my content and style. It has become more personal and I can hear “my voice” more clearly. I planned to keep you all at arm’s length, but as I wrote and you commented, I couldn’t hold you back.

So, thank you! Thank you readers for reading and thank you commenters for commenting (you know I love you.)

I have tried to keep things light and witty but life can sometimes make that hard. As fun as it would be, my life isn’t all Scooby-Doo and Fantasy Island, it’s also the diseases I work with and my own personal struggles. So, thank you for sticking with me, no matter what the topic, and especially for sharing your own stories during the serious times.

I expected to have a lot of support from my family and friends because I have great family and friends. But I have been deeply affected by the amount of support I have received from complete strangers. You have rocked my world!

By its very nature, this blog is a work in progress. It will continue to mature as I become more confident in my writing, but it will also grow because of you. I now write knowing you are out there. I want you to read my posts and be happy you gave me that time. I’m thrilled to be giving you mine.

Here’s to the next six months!

Dear reader, do you have any suggestions for me?

My new mantra

Image from Cato's Domain

Image from Cato’s Domain

My writing group took an unplanned hiatus during the summer but got back together on Monday night. There was a lot of catching up to do. Before the night was over, my stomach hurt from laughing about moose hunting in Cape Breton, I learned some Disney vacation tips, and I got to physically hold our first published book. (Of course it’s not “our” book at all, I just want to bask in Meghan’s success for a little bit longer.)

The best part of the night, however, was when we actually talked about our writing. Continue reading

I like a good chart!

Biology lab

I had an epiphany in my last year of university.

It was in the Life Sciences Centre of Dalhousie University. The LSC, as it is known, is a concrete monolith that is home for all of the classes and labs for biology, psychology, earth sciences and oceanography.


I spent years of my life in there!

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Good times!

I just got home from my writing group, full of encouragement but too tired to write tonight. Our group is pretty simple – four women who love to write and love to laugh. We share our work and our woes and give each other the firm push we need to keep going. Thanks gals!

Before I head to bed, however, I do need to tell you some great news and a funny story. Continue reading

My children the novelists

This is the cover of my 6-year-old’s book, De meder hu farpt – which translates to – The Mother Who Farted. Keep in mind that he is in French immersion, so his English spelling is a bit messed up at the moment.

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On blogging

People are skeptical when I tell them I’m shy. I guess my acting, public speaking and propensity to be the life of the party is part of the problem. I now realize I’ve been using the wrong term; I’m not shy, I’m an introvert. Continue reading