Not the Satellite Dish I Envisioned

On Monday, I wrote about Francine, the lovely bat-eared dog waiting for a home at the Edmonton Humane Society. Luckily (although bittersweetly so) Miss Francine was adopted before the end of my self-imposed waiting period for driving myself over for the shelter to adopt her. I was in love with her satellite dish ears, and…

A Walk for the Soul

I realized today I haven’t written for my wee blog since Monday, which was rather pathetic considering I wrote every day for a year. It’s been a stupid week all around, and we might talk about that later, but please be advised it involved a field trip, two professional development days, a provincial writing exam,…