Legends on a Wednesday Evening

After waiting for months on end, I finally got to use the single most expensive event ticket I’ve every purchased and saw Fleetwood Mac live last night. That’s right: Fleetwood Mac! My 219 dollars and change bought a seat pretty far up (you don’t want to know what floor seats were worth) but we had…

Some Assembly Required?

Ladies, we need to talk. A plague is sweeping the nation, indeed, sweeping the planet: we are the only ones who can save our species from the downhill skid our women are leading. It’s a sad time for females. Luckily, I’m not afraid to speak up. Maybe I’m just overly sensitive, but I feel like…

A Brief Flight Over the Pembina River

This was my entry for the Canada Writes Short Story Contest this year. I wasn’t able to publish it until after the contest long list was announced, because stories that had been previously published in any form are not permitted in the contest. Since my piece wasn’t selected when the submissions were narrowed down, I’m…

The Problem With Teacher Movies

Here we are, 6:19 on a Sunday evening. It really should be only 5:19, but Daylight Savings Time is a scourge upon the earth. To help me feel even more sorry for myself, I have a heap of marking and only a slice of that bitter pie is done. To clarify, I don’t mind marking,…

Dinner With the Grannies

I went for dinner with my Grandma tonight; that process has changed a great deal in the months since my grandma moved out of her house and into an assisted living facility. She was hospitalized in November, and stayed in hospital for more than eight weeks following a rough bout with pneumonia. After list of…

Creases

Find a sheet of paper, maybe about the size of a piece of school looseleaf. Pick any corner and fold it over just a little, pointing it in toward the centre. Leave it there. A few days or a week later, fold another corner in; don’t worry about measuring your second crease to match the…

Miss Sassy and Comic Book Fan Come to Town

My bestie, Miss Sassy, is moving to Edmonton! Imagine, if you will, that your best friend had lived in a city three hours away for the better part of a decade, then suddenly announced that she was moving to your neck of the woods. This is the same friend whose piano lives in my spare…

An Open Letter to Jim Bob Duggar

Kay’s Note: I know I’m going to take some flack for writing this: so be it. If you choose to leave a comment, please be aware that I will gladly publish criticism of my writing, but I will remove comments that blindly attack me for writing this post. I will also not publish inflammatory statements about…

Birthday Shindig!

We had a surprise birthday party for my grandma today! She’s an incredible woman, and we felt it was especially important to celebrate with her this year. My grandpa passed away in February, and this was the first birthday she’s had since losing him. Today’s little shindig was also the reason I baked cupcakes yesterday,…

Progress

Yesterday, I made my 150th post here at Blue Speckled Pup. It’s amazing to me how these little pieces I write every day have slowly accumulated to such a high total. So far, I haven’t missed a day of blogging on my one post per day for a year plan, even though I had surgery…

From Leather to Lingerie

My hosts and I drove into Kamloops, which is about an hour from Salmon Arm, for an amateur burlesque show last night. The show runs every month, and this month’s theme was 50’s Pin Up. I love all things retro, so it was an exciting event for me. Many people think burlesque is a nude…

The Spaghetti Incident

Yes, I know I lifted my post title from a Guns ‘n’ Roses album. Sorry Axel. It’s been the kind of day that leaves me about as original as a blue stripe on a white sweat sock. I got home from a school event after nine tonight, and I really needed some supper by the…