Victoria Day (May 2-4 to Canadians) is my favourite weekend. It means I get to have grubby hands and ruin my manicure. Yup – garden time! This year I planted a shite lode of hot peppers. Cheffie loves them, so I grow them for him. These are “take me to the hospital I’m dying” kinda… Read More »
Just a drive by post to wish you all the best in the new year. More blog posts coming, but for now, enjoy the day.
Work life had been all crazeballs. Which means I’ve had no life. I’m up at 5am, torture myself on the treadmill, stumble into the shower (all the time avoiding the ankle biting Angus). Wander downstairs (avoiding the death trap that is Cooper), being serenaded by screaming cats (one who clearly has steroid rage). Drop some… Read More »
Looking back, I’d say last year was a bit of a lost year for me. Things I wanted to accomplish got put to the side, I only finished 5 (!!!) projects, and I started eleventy billion new ones. Stress was my co-pilot and I basically shut down. One good thing that did come out of… Read More »
From chez Stashaholic to your family, Merry Christmas!