Addiction, is it an illness or an affliction? There are all kinds of addictions that people can suffer from. Some are innocent; some seem like no big deal, most forms of addiction cause problems and pain. The worst of addictions cause death. I have some experience with addiction. I would admit that I am addicted to my phone and caught up in many forms of technology. I struggle to battle my addiction to the internet. I fight a daily battle Read more…
It was another Monday in the coronaverse. Another Monday in a strange year of Mondays. A year ago the world had a glimpse of a possible future. China was in a lockdown, had been for two months. That kind of thing could never happen in Canada? Could it? Little did we know what would happen only two weeks later. We were having fun, we were carefree people. No worries in the world. Our biggest problem was how much snow would Read more…
The Big Boarder smiled at his friends as he pushed away from the top of the Ridge Rocket express. The snow was covering his boots and he looked at his friends as they whooped in delight. It was another day of fresh snow and deep powder. Unexpectedly, Big Boarder and Barrman were back on the slopes. It was a day that they invoked the twenty-centimetre rule. The two friends bailed on work and the so-called real world. They met two Read more…
A crisp wind blew across the fourth-floor podium of One Water Street this morning. I looked at the flags fluttering in the breeze. The cool February winds pierced my coat and sucked the warmth from my core. The wind was not helping my plans for the day. My buddy was coming from Vernon. We were going to fish our way from the Hotel Eldorado to the west Kelowna boat launch. Serendipity, my Campion Biltmore, needed to get home. Finally, after Read more…
I feel the power of music surge through my soul. It holds me in its grip, My foot races to the beat, my body involuntarily flows with the rhythm and energy of the music. It is an awakening experience. I turn up the volume and feel the sounds surge through me. The Pretty Reckless has finally released their new album, Death By Rock and Roll. I have listened to it for the last week. It has filled my airwaves since Read more…
“Where’s Marijke?” my wife’s voice broke into my dream. “What do you mean? She’s in bed.” I groaned back at Krista. Of course, she was in bed. I looked at the clock and saw the display, ‘3:12’ it was in the am I was sure. Where else could my daughter be in the middle of the night. I rolled over and pushed back at her energy. “She is not in her bed.” Came the sullen reply. “Go look for yourself.” Read more…
MMMM chocolate, luscious, delicious chocolate. A dark whiskey truffle from Daniels chocolate melted in my mouth as I savoured every second. I resisted the desire to bite down; I held my mouth still and allowed the flavour to seep into my senses. It was five minutes of pure decadent enjoyment. Even after the last drops of chocolate disappeared the flavour remained. Echoes of deep chocolate taste coated my palate and I wanted more. The box of chocolates remained close but Read more…
I stared out the window at the big fat fluffy flakes of snow falling from the sky. My buddy had a plan, he was taking his son out of school and headed for Big White. I had a different plan, one that didn’t involve skiing the fresh snow at the mountain. I wish my plan could be a daily intake of fun and frolic in the fresh powder of our mountain home. Wishing wouldn’t get my work done. Sometimes the Read more…
The two friends jumped into the truck and headed on the road for a new adventure. Barrman looked over at his buddy Big Boarder and smiled. It was just after 8:00 am, the road was clear and the sun peaked through the clouds overhead. “It looks like an awesome day at Apex. The snow report says fourteen cms in 24 hours and thirty-two in 48. Powder awaits us!” Barrman practically bounced out of the passenger seat as the Big Boarder Read more…
Love. Many times over the years I thought I knew what love was. It was an affliction, an addiction. It was a time when I couldn’t be without that other person. Or so I thought at the time. Now I know what love means to me. It means being wrong and still caring, it means the world may still revolve under my feet but my world revolves around the one I love. It took me a long time to find Read more…