She’s Got A Lovely Bunch Of Coconuts

 

A have a friend.  Well, a few but today I’m going to write about just one of them.  We became friends 4 years ago when we were working at the same place.  I don’t know how it started, but somehow I began calling her ‘Lovely’ as a nickname.  And she is lovely to the uummpphh degree.

Her Instagram stuff is pretty lovely too.  I quite enjoy opening my feed and seeing a new post from her in there.  She sees things in everyday life through her lenses that I don’t see myself.  Until she points them out to me via her B&W photographs and their captions.

When It Hits, Use Your Mouth

Earlier this week my youngest commented there was a funny smell coming from the basement.  I thought it was just the bit of mustiness I had noticed myself, normal for at the end of winter and pre-spring cleaning time, especially without a window down there.  As I approached the stairs however, I did notice the smell had changed, wasn’t ‘normal’ at all anymore.  Down I went.

I Was Instagram-Worthy

 

Despite the fact that my kids are 15, 21, and 24, I still make them do Santa lists every year.  And they know when the deadline for them is: the day of the Toronto Santa Claus parade in mid-November.

Last year, my middle one was really struggling to pull together some ideas for me.  How a 21-yr old young lady, going to university in Toronto, living in a shared apartment with three of her friends, with a very busy social life, and with big plans for her future could NOT be able to pass on some things she wanted/needed dumbfounded me.  So in late November I went in to Toronto to both visit her and get some other Christmas shopping done.  While we were having lunch, I asked her again about her Santa list.  She finally gave me a response …