The Bottom of a Bottle

By Lucy Jan missed dinner Friday night. I guessed, correctly, that he was at the bottom of a bottle. Gary is back but Ethan wasn’t, so we had a quiet dinner. Gary is in good spirits after his week of rest. I realized, I’ll have to drink the whole bottle of Crown before I move…
Stumped

By Lucy P.S. Sorry about the last post! WordPress was being very glitchy and I got frustrated and just hit publish. By the way, we determined the chicken died of old age. I’m starting to get stressed and I couldn’t tell you why. Which is concerning. I’m not really worried about money, I’m socializing, the…
Hororata Highland Games

By Lucy My Saturday technically started on Friday, as I had to stay out after dinner to help Simo pack up the car. As we intended to be out by 7, being prepacked was critical. My alarm woke me bright and early at 6, having spent most of the night tossing and turning. I dressed…
Do You See What I See?

By Lucy Definitely feeling the wanderlust now. I’ve been here for 6 going on 7 weeks, and out of Canada for 2 whole months. About a month seems to be the average for me to adjust to any place. I wish I had the ability to take a week off and travel around, cuz I…
The End of the World As We Know It.

By Lucy That’s not hyperbole. What we’ve been accustomed to as the status quo since the Cold War ended, and arguably since the 1960’s, is over. I try to stay away from writing about politics because I want my blog to be accessible, but I can’t pretend this doesn’t bother me deeply. I wasn’t even…
Week Round-Up

By Lucy I’ve been finding lots of bones around lately. It doesn’t help that Gary has been shooting birds on the property, so I’ll be typing away when the sound of a rifle going off not ten feet from my door startles me! But I think either the birds of prey or the possums drop…
Death And All His Friends

By Lucy It’s getting warm enough now that I don’t really need a fire at night. I still light a small one anyway, out of an abundance of caution. If it’s sunny and not windy, I can even leave aside the sweater, toque and second pair of pants! I’ve decided against taking the dogs into…
Born To Run

By Lucy An unfamiliar ceiling. That’s a line from Neon Genesis Evangelion, a very strange anime. The main character gets knocked out and wakes up in the hospital a lot, to the point that he barely recognizes the ceiling in his bedroom. This room is strange – I assume a girl used to live here.…
Cinder-Lucy

By Lucy The tradies were here bright and early Friday morning. Gary and Ethan were notably sluggish from the nights’ indulgences, which made me chuckle a bit. Once I finished the few tasks Simonetta had for me, mostly carrying heavy things up and down the stairs for her, I was sent to ask Gary for…
Nor’Easter

By Lucy The dogs have sort of become mine. Part of it is because Earl is usually chained up outside my door, I guess so she’s by the house but not in the way, and Luigi just sits with her. Luigi is also a big suck who will beg anyone for pets. I usually gives…

Wanderjahre

Wanderlust, Vagrancy and Carpentry