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Another New Year’s Eve at home, just the two of us, and my eyes were getting heavy long the ball dropped in New York.  We switched channels between Anderson Cooper on CNN and Dick Clark’s Rocking New Year’s Eve.  One benefit to living on the west coast is that it’s midnight out east but only 9:00 here.  I tried my very best but I tapped out at 10:00.  Sad, really.  I guess if I’d had an afternoon nap I may have lasted a bit longer.  Apparently there were fireworks happening close by and lots of banging of pots and pans but I slept soundly through it all.

As much as I love Christmas I was ready to bring all the totes up from the basement and pack it away.  Our Christmas closet (my favourite occasion has its own huge storage space) has never been so organized with detailed labels on each tote.  The only trace of the holiday now, is the bowl of candy at the front door. Hopefully not all our visitors have given up sweets as their resolution.  Candy cane anyone?


And speaking of resolutions have you made one?  Please leave me a comment – I’d love to hear yours.  I try to keep it simple but have been thinking a lot about things I want to do more…or less.  In the “do more” category: write, read, daydream, yoga, gym time, drink water, eat healthier.  In the “do less” category: drink coffee, spend so much blasted time obsessing about American politics or social media in general and worry.  I come from a long line of worriers.  Generations of women who fret and fuss, mostly about things we have no control over.  I’m going to try very hard to do something about that bad habit.

January always heightens my attention to detail.  I feel compelled to write lists and organize paperwork.  It all starts when I write all the birthdays and anniversaries in my planner.  Doesn’t matter how many great apps there are I cannot do without my hard copy daily planner.  On New Year’s Day I sit down and write all the important occasions in red pen.  Birthdays & anniversaries don’t change.  Upcoming events are written in pencil because there is the possibility they may change and the perfectionist in me doesn’t like to cross things out.  Better to erase and keep things nice & tidy.  A simple thing really but it pleases me to no end.  This lovely Celtic planner is teaching me a new Welsh word every month and includes incredible mandala diagrams.


After all the extra spending leading up to Christmas I go into frugal mode.  In January I bake from scratch, make soups from leftovers and dig around in the freezer to see what treats I can find.  A few days ago we enjoyed barbecued halibut and salmon for dinner.  We are always so grateful to friends and family who share their bounty from the ocean.  This is also the time that I fill up bags for the thrift store and boxes of books for our church’s second hand bookstore.  My word for 2018 is simplify.  Every room, every cupboard, every closet, every nook and cranny has potential.  Happy New Year to all — may your year sparkle & shine !!

Blessings from the beach…


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New Year’s Eve without the headache?  Quite simple actually.  Stay home, drink tea and tune into CNN to see how long it takes Kathy Griffin to have Anderson Cooper giggling with embarrassment.  Less than one minute by the way.  Being three hours ahead of New York we didn’t have to force ourselves to stay up to midnight. Yup — that’s how we rolled this New Year’s Eve.

Year in review shows were a blur of conflicts & terrorism, celebrity deaths and scientific breakthroughs.  For me 2016 was made up of more highs than lows with lots of in betweens.  Cycle of life stuff.  One of the most amazing moments of my life was being part of Team Megan in the delivery room the day our grandson was born.  Our daughter was so brave and a marvel to behold from the first contractions to the moment we met the most beautiful baby in the world Bowen Michael.  I’ve gone almost cross-eyed staring at those pinchable chubby cheeks and soulful blue eyes.

Ticking off one of the biggest items from our bucket list Chris and I hopped on the Harley for the “big trip.”  See the many posts below 🙂 The whole year was broken into chunks of: planning for the trip, being on the trip and post trip.  Thankfully I blogged as we went because I couldn’t hazard a guess as to how many state lines we crossed or remember all the places we visited.  We have so many memorable moments like the impromptu bluegrass festival At Elmer’s General Store, the chef who came out to meet us when she heard we were going to blog about her homemade flapjack syrup or sharing a beer in a hotel parking lot with another motorcyclist after a torrential storm forced us off the road.

In my own “gone but not forgotten” tribute — 2016 was a sad year.  My Uncle Don Lane and then his daughter, my cousin Jennifer Lane Robinson both passed away. And who would have imagined at my age and a grandmother myself that I would be sharing the news that my 96-year-old Nana was gone.  Joan Mary Collings was the matriarch of five generations.  Celebrating her birthday in July we gathered for brunch and she reminded us of the importance of family.  Yes she lived a very long life and no it wasn’t a surprise when she died, but I felt out of sorts for a few days.  Mopey that my Nana was gone.  My last grandparent — the end of an era.  And then I smile when I think of how our daughter described her as “a real sassy molassy.”  A proper British Nana whose stern and no-nonsense manner put me on my best behaviour as a child but when I did some growing up I adored her independence and sense of humour.  She and I went for dinner occasionally when we both lived in the same city.  We would share our funny dating stories and she once tried to give my phone number to a good-looking waiter.  We were pen pals and I treasure all the letters that were signed “with fondest love Nana.”


My last visit and hug with Nana in August

Resolutions for 2017? I’m thinking along the lines of eating healthier & trying to be more physically active.  My husband totally surprised me at Christmas with a gym bag full of work out gear, running shoes and sessions with a personal trainer.  The “transformation” starts on the 16th and I’ll let you know how that all works out.

Yesterday I got an email from myself that I’d totally forgotten about.  Futureme.org is a website where you write yourself a letter and they send it to you a year later.  Here’s the last paragraph and I still feel this way.  Happy New Year !!!

You have enough !!!! More than you ever dreamed of actually. Be grateful for the house on the beach, a girl cave for crafting, a pantry full of food, a car to get you where you want to go. And married to your bff for more than 30 years. A beautiful daughter happily married and now a wee one. JUST BE GRATEFUL. Pray more, be silly more, get outside and breathe fresh air more, get to the gym more and one more reminder WRITE MORE.

Love Me xoxoxo

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