If we were having coffee

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If we were having coffee, I’d tell you this week has been a mix of hectic, chaotic and lovely. My hubby and his best friend Shane took down our shower and put a new one back up. The project didn’t happen without chaos and more than one panicky moment where we believed we’d never shower again. Still, we now have a new shower and though it leaks and the shower head and the controls are on different walls, it works and that’s all we care about.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that the sunshine here has been nothing short of glorious. Never mind the fact that you need layers and layers to enjoy said sunshine, it’s here and I’ve never received a gift with more joy.

Finally, if we were having coffee, I’d ramble on about how much I’m enjoying mine. Sure, tomorrow, I’m going back to work and it’s looking pretty gloomy outside right now. But such petty concerns fade under the scent of a lovely cup of coffee. Isn’t it just a wonderful morning drink?

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What started out as an innocent, male-bonding exercise has changed into a major bathroom reno. Hubby and his bestie, Shane had no qualms about tearing our shower apart and they didn’t think adding the bathtub and floor into their plans was a big deal.

I beg to differ.

Day 3 and that’s what we have instead of a shower

They also have, for reasons known only to their brains, decided that the shower head and the shower controls need to be in different walls of the shower. When asked for an explanation, their answer was both vague and confusing, involving words like air ducts, joist beams and electrical work. I, however, managed to understand.

They’re crazy.

After two days of hammering, nailing, sawing, banging and only the gods know what else the only thing we have to show for all that noise is a dust-covered construction area too dangerous for anyone to walk through without protective gear.


The only ones unaffected by the sudden and untimely death of our bathroom are our pooches. They’re delighted with their walks and unperturbed about the length of this male-bonding exercise.

Meanwhile, I dream about having a long, hot shower.


Oh oh

My hubby has a friend called Shane. They hang out and try to get into as much trouble as possible without actually killing each other. One time, they were up on the roof shovelling the snow. Another, they tried to get rid of a wasp nest by blowing it up.


This time, their victim was our bathroom.

They were sure they could make our bathroom magazine-ready. They were sure they could take out the old shower through the door. They were sure they would be done in one day.

Bets were made.

But, a day later, the only thing I know for sure is that I can’t take a shower.

If we were having coffee

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If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I adore my doggies. They’re just the perfect balance of silly and playful, loving and cuddly. I’ve started brushing their teeth and this leads to a ton of new hugs and kisses to reassure them that the brushing is actually good for them. I also give them a treat afterwards (a Dental stick that’s supposed to clean their teeth) and they adore that. I get tons of kisses and hugs, they get clean teeth. It’s a win-win.

I think that they know I’m over the moon with them because, though akitas aren’t supposed to be clingy, these two stick pretty close to me. Right now, as I type, they’re at my feet and next to me. I can just about move my hands but the rest of me is pretty dog-covered. Not that I mind. I find having them next to me a gift that I look forward to every day.


If we were having coffee I’d tell you that we’re still having pretty warm temperatures and the mere thought of spring is a drug I’m inhaling every day. The longer days and warmer weather is intoxicating. I can’t get enough of it.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that hubby is slowly recovering from his eye surgery (he had laser eye surgery this week) and now has better than 20/20 vision (owl eyes, that’s him!).

How about you? How was your week?

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Where hubby gets his vision

My hubby just went in for surgery. Eye surgery, that is. While I shudder at the thought of going in for a major medical procedure, eye surgery is supposed to be a minor, quick, almost drive-through event. One minute you have glasses, zap! and the next you don’t.

Since he couldn’t very well drive himself there and back, I was recruited into helping and here I am, on a Tuesday when I should be at work, rambling to you, my lovely readers because I’m nursing my big baby hubby.

I’m actually excited for the big guy because I always thought he had beautiful eyes and they were always hidden behind his glasses. But, as well, he’ll be able to see without them now and that’s gotta be exciting.

Still, I’m not excited about having to put eye drops into his eyes. In fact, I’m sort of dreading that part.

My hubby is a little…protective about his eyes.

Did I mention they had to sedate him at the laser eye clinic? Yeap. I don’t have any sedatives now.

I’m thinking putting eye drops in his eyes is going to be like doing dentistry on a crocodile.

Wish me luck.

If we were having coffee

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If we were having coffee, I’d tell you hubby is due back today and…well, Ocean might have snuck onto his seat on the couch, but otherwise, the house hasn’t fallen apart without him.

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I tried baking cookies yesterday and substituted brown sugar for molasses…well, the resulting cookies are heavy enough to fill a hungry bear for an entire winter. And that’s just one. I ate three yesterday and I though I was going to die. 24 hours later and I’m still digesting them.

If we were having coffee I’d tell you that I haven’t touched the snow on the driveway and it’s a good thing I drive a Jeep because it’s getting up there in places. As in up there to my waist! The even better news is that we have everything from snow to freezing rain coming today. Hubby is going to take one look at our driveway and get back on the plane.

Yes, my dogs have been up to their usual tricks but things have been pretty mellow around here.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that work has been insane. I’ve seen coworkers cry and quit (Not exactly what you’d call an endorsement for my job). I haven’t quit or complained but I’d love an easier work week…or if spring started early.

If we were having coffee, I’d ask you how you are. How was your week? How is work? Did you have time to do some fun things this week? Do some self-care? I didn’t get to the bookstore yet, but it’s on my to-do list.

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If we were having coffee


If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that my hubby is about to leave for a week. An entire week without him is a sad thing so I’ve tried to explain things several times to our fluffy doggies. Each time, though, I’ve been met with licks and reassurances. They’re not worried.

Hubby is leaving? Is the food staying? Then I’m not worried.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that the snow is falling thick and fast over here. No matter what the Groundhog said on that February day, I fear an early spring is not in the cards.

“I see…an early spring”

So how am I going to survive without my hubby for a week? Well, I have a plan with levels of need:

Level 1: The fluffies. My doggies are amazing at getting in the way, bothering me and basically making sure I realize I’m not alone. I have complete confidence in their ability to continue to do so.

We love you!

Level 2: Books. I just did a bit of book shuffling and I now have credit at the used book store. One or two books will do the trick…

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Level 3 (to be used only as a last resort): The bed. It’s daunting to sleep on our big bed all alone. I might just have to invite our doggies to sleep with me. This of course will probably result in none of us getting any sleep, so it’s a solution only for dire emergencies…

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How about you? How was your week? Is it snowing over there?

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If we were having coffee

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that River, my faithful doggie, has started showing some initiative. At night, when he’s had enough of staying up, he comes to my side, sighs loudly and stares at me until I get up and go to bed. Apparently, it’s not okay for him to go to bed on his own, he has to have me with him. Following his lead, I ushered my hubby to bed early the other day. Hubby thought the entire thing was too funny for words.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that we’ve been having a cold spell that was too brutal for words. When the temperature reached -26 C without the wind, being outside was out of the question and I’ve been keeping a close eye on my puppies. When they’re outside, they seem to forget the temperature and play on the snow with delight. Winter-dogs or not, I’m not comfortable leaving them out there for longer than 15 minutes or so. I worry about their little ears and wet noses. So I call them in and they do come…reluctantly and giving me sad looks of regret.

If we were having coffee, I’d ask you just how cold it was where you live. It seems this freezing spell has hit most of North America and there isn’t a spot that wasn’t under some sort of weather warning.

Definitely time for another cup of beautiful coffee. And a huge thanks to Eclectic Alli for hosting our Coffee Share.

A cold walk

There’s cold and then there’s cold. As Canadians, we’re pretty used to winter’s cool touch. But, even for us, there are days when it’s just too cold to do much outside.

You know it’s really cold when the sides of your nose stick together when you breathe in. The moisture inside your nose literally freezes them shut. When it’s that cold, the wind is like claws on your cheeks and forehead. It’s bad when it cuts into your cheeks but it’s even worse when you don’t feel the cold because that means you’re starting to get frostbite. At that temperature, your extremities are always tingling with the cold. Your fingertips and ears are numb and your toes are frozen stiff. The cold starts there but it doesn’t stop there. It moves slowly up your legs into your thighs, then your arms and just keeps gaining territory.

We were feeling all those things last time we took our pooches for a walk. The air was so frigid, snowflakes had frozen into tiny white balls of ice and were sleeting down on us. I had trouble talking because my facial muscles wouldn’t obey me in the cold and Hubby was gritting his teeth against the bite of the wind.

At our sides, our two akitas were bouncing like baby lambs. They were shoving their faces in the snow, climbing hills of the stuff and eating mouthfuls of the stuff. When we finally had to turn back, they were resistant and pulled at the leashes trying to keep us outside. When we walked into our house, huffing and puffing while we started to thaw, our two dogs were scratching at the door…to go back out.

Yeap. Our dogs are nuts.

If we were having coffee

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I’m thrilled that I survived Christmas. It’s a holiday that stresses me out and I’m super glad that I survived it this year. Family has been taken care of, loved and connected to and things are now on their way back to normalcy.

If we were having coffee I’d share that my doggies have no such concerns. Their immediate worry is lunch, quickly followed by what’s for supper. Since it’s Christmas, the answer is their kibble, with some treats such as gravy or broth or bits of turkey. They’re also rather fond of snow and I’m still trying to get over seeing them laying comfortably in the stuff in the middle of our yard.

Finally, if we were having coffee, I’d tell you that hubby shared with me that he’d like to have a third dog. This development might not shock you, gentle reader, but I immediately envisioned a dog-infested house…of course, then I thought of puppies and the infestation immediately disappeared.

If you’re rolling your eyes at this point, I don’t blame you. But…pupppieeeesss!!!

Okay, that’s enough of that. How are your holidays going?