“Daddy, it’s time to wake up.” My daughter’s voice broke through the haze of sleep. I rolled over and looked at the clock. “2:55” “Oh, honey, wow. I guess so. You’re up early.” I looked toward the bedroom door, but she was gone. I rolled back over and looked at my wife who was snuggled up tightly with Snowbee the cat. “Good morning babe, are you ready for this?” “Umm ya, but it’s kinda early don’t you think?” Krista looked Read more…
Apprehension and excitement surge through my viens. I feel my insides pulse and my stomach flips. T minus 16 hours and counting. Cabo San Lucas here we come. so many mixed emotions and desires. Traveling in the Coronaverse is like nothing I have ever done before. I have never felt this much anxiety and excitement the night before a big trip. The world feels crazy right now. I can’t wait to escape the bitter cold and go to the sunny Read more…
Merry Christmas. I send that sentiment to everyone. Whether you celebrate Christmas, Hanukah, Kwanzaa, Las Posadas, or whatever. I send the best Christmas cheers to everyone. I don’t care about your religion, I only care about you as a human being. I care that you have the best day you can. Really what does it matter? A happy wish is just that – a positive vibe connected with other people, It is something we need as much of as we Read more…
Time marches on and the days have begun to get longer. Christmas is just around the corner. I went to the mall with my daughter and spent time wandering aimlessly, hoping gift ideas would suddenly jump in front of me. People ask me if I’m ready for Christmas – I’m not. But that is nothing new. Except this year, I’m having a harder time finding the Christmas spirit. Maybe it’s because my daughter is now a teenager and the magic Read more…
Merry Christmas everyone. That was not the message we got from our government and the so-called health experts today. The message we got was the new variant of covid was spreading fast and the vaccines may not be effective at stopping it. Just when things seemed like there was a light at the end of the tunnel, that light was a train. I don’t know what to think anymore. We are booked to go to Mexico in less than ten Read more…
Light puffs of snow flew over Barrman’s shoulders as he descended the untouched field of powder dreams. Every turn of his legs launched a fresh tuft of snow into the air and into his face. Face shots. Every skier’s dream is to get snow blown into their face by hurling themselves downward into deep lines of fresh powder. Barrman and his friends were living the dream. December 17 Big White opened the Gem Lake Express Quad chair as well as Read more…
Omicron – sounds like a villain from the Transformers. Instead, it’s a villain of a different kind. A viral kind. We are all so tired of hearing about covid and its seemingly endless variety of variants. It has been almost two years since we first heard about the coronavirus covid19. I know two years ago if anyone had told me that we would need to be vaccinated to enter the Black Forest Lodge at Big White Ski Resort, I would Read more…
Barrman looked at the clock through the slits of his eyes. Red numbers flashed back at him, “5:15.” It wasn’t time to get up but he knew it would be hard-pressed to go back to sleep. He had a job to do and the day could wait… Two hours later Barrman poured himself a cup of delicious life-giving coffee and popped open his laptop. He sipped fresh java and waited for the computer to boot up. Let’s see what facebook Read more…
Sleep escaped me as my mind wandered endless corridors of restless confusion. I cracked my eyes open and saw the clock – 5:15. I confirmed inside my head, yes that was am. I rolled over and snuggled with the cat. She was there searching for some love. I wasn’t ready to get out of bed so kitty snuggles were a good second choice. My mind kept stirring and I thought about the day ahead. It was going to be a Read more…
Barrman could barely sleep, the night seemed to drag on. He was like a kid at Christmas, the morning couldn’t come soon enough. Barrman rolled over and looked at the glowing numbers beside his bed, “5:55 ” might as well get up. He felt the warmth of his cat as she snuggled in closer for a bit of loving. He sighed, kitty love was good, but fresh tracks on snow would be better. With a deep pull of breath, he Read more…