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Every summer when I was a kid, my parents would pack all 4 of us kids into the car and make the sweaty, stifling 18-hour trip from the east coast where we lived to London, Ontario, where we were born and our extended family lived. My parents somehow handled the sweating, and complaining, and bor...
1. I feel guilty for making new "virtual" friendships when I can't seem to keep up with my "real" friendships. If I spent as much time visiting with the 3-D people in my life as I do visiting with people I can only "see" by way of a still photo...or, if we're lucky, a vlog...I'd have a fuller so...
When I was pregnant with our first child, I told my husband that I hoped the baby was a girl. Not because I had always hoped to have a girl. Quite the contrary. As a child, I was always more comfortable building with Lego than having a tea party. I was climbing trees while other girls were pl...
I've got some Montreal home staging before and after pictures for you here. These come from a Montreal West Island home staging project we recently did. The home sold after 6 weeks on the market, which was great considering it was in the $500,000+ range where homes generally sit on the market l...
I love it when I hear a non-salesy, common-sensical approach to gaining business. 'Cause I'm not salesy at all. Never have been, never will be. I tried to be salesy once, while working in a clothing store to help put myself through university. I ended up stalking the client who said she didn'...
There's beauty in imperfection. And art. Whimsy and surprise. Character. The imprint of a life that's LIVED.
First, an apology: I'm sorry for my crabbiness lately. I've been spending way too much time focusing on what I don't like about what others are doing. That's not me, but it does reflect my time and space as of late. But it is soooooooo time I came out of it. And so I'm going salmon shooting. W...
I don't like it when my favourite bloggers post every single day. [OMG, did I just say that out loud? Yup, I did.] When you post every day, it makes it less special when you do post...at least to me. But then again, you're not really writing for me, are you? You're most likely writing for the...
John C. Nouwens May 20, 1939 - May 12, 1999 We sure do miss you, Dad. But after 11 years, we finally figured out how to make your BBQ pork chops! Love, love and more love, Tanya
I used to live on the water. It was a beautiful property in Notre-Dame-de-l'Ile-Perrot, Quebec, with a deck on the edge of Lac St. Louis. The house was gorgeous too - hardwood floors, floor-to-ceiling windows, multi-level deck, fireplace in the master bedroom. It was my dream home...or so I thou...