‘when’
“She looked as if she had been poured into her clothes and had forgotten to say “when”. ”
PG Wodehouse
“Phoenix Rising”
So a nod to the mythological bird or you live in Arizone?” They both laughed.
“We have named all of our boats ‘Phoenix RIsing’. It symbolizes new beginnings, a fresh start.” Miriam said. She gave a quick glance at Bob. as she spoke. We all have stories, We all have fascinating stories, and these two I have no doubt are no exception.
My Resting Bitch Face
Turns out a Resting Bitch Face is a real thing. Seems the facial muscles that held up my beautiful face through my 75 years have lost some of their elasticity, their tone. Yeah sure, I’ll add that to my freakin’ list! Add in a touch of gravity, eh voilà, my Resting Bitch Face.
Monkey Business
This blog may cause your face to scrunch up in a less than attractive way and sounds reflecting just how revolting the whole thing is, may escape from your mouths. But bear with me, this is actually not about my ear wax, it is about Jane Goodall.
Let’s eat, Bumpy
Well to you naysayers I offer you proof, although harm may come to you, if you choose to take up this challenge. Write a card or a letter to your wife or girlfriend, or partner, as you choose. In that card inscribe the following …
Gratitude
And there it was, hiding in plain view, something I could not have experienced until I was older, ’bout 75 or so, seems about right. I smiled as the thought grew in my mind, as I was driving down to the Fuller Lake Arena that morning,
Prohibition
This is an excerpt from my book BUBNA. It is an historical fiction about the Countess Bubna-Litic, who opened the original Hotel Eldorado in Kelowna, in 1926. Back then it was called the Eldorado Arms Inn. Just a few years earlier Prohibition had come to BC.
A Conspiracy of Confusion
My injury was not insignificant, including a serious head wound and what I thought at the time was a broken arm, or shoulder. The pain was very severe but I immediately found myself being held safely in the arms of my wife Mac, reminded once again as our family has been on many occasions, that if you can possibly swing it, marry a nurse. They are so handy to have around at moments such as this.
“People say there is a treasure buried on the mountain up behind your ranch. They say a man called George Vernon buried a big strongbox and left clues so it could be found. That was back in 1865, about a hundred and fifty years ago.”
Robinson
It was 1919. The ‘war to end all wars’ was finally over and the world had survived a global influenza epidemic, the two historic events taking an unimaginable toll worldwide, wiping out entire generations. Optimism was in short supply. The cattle business had continued to thrive adding to the Countess’ vast wealth but as challenging as it was, it was not enough. She wanted more.