bogeyandruby

Random stuff, reflections on the meaning of life and death, humour, self-deprecation, a bit of bad poetry.

If it is a good enough excuse for the Queen of the United Kingdom, aka the Head of the Commonwealth, to miss a social engagement, it’s good enough for me. Darling husband has been instructed to give my regrets in the same manner as Queen Elizabeth has during her platinum jubilee celebration, by telling my …

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Two weeks ago, my ten year old shih tzu, Sami, underwent dental surgery for teeth cleaning, removal of tartar and the extraction of a few rotten teeth. I hadn’t slept the night before the surgery, overcome by feelings of guilt and foreboding, my go-to emotions for any anxiety-provoking situation. Accompanied by my husband’s eye rolls, …

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The other day, my 90 year old dad asked me to buy him some new pyjamas. When I asked him what kind, he was very specific: they had to be traditional men’s pyjamas with matching top and bottom and a drawstring waist for the latter. You’d think those would be easy enough to find, right? …

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When I announced to my husband today that my blog now had 37 followers, he congratulated me on having more followers than Jesus. After wiping away the almond milk latte I had just snorted through my nose, I had to ask … “Twelve disciples.”, he said with a grin. (I know, I know … but …

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I like the word mediocrity. Ordinariness. Passableness. Averageness. I dabble in a lot of things that I’m okay at. Nothing wrong with being okay at something. It’s better than sucking at it. My husband has a teeshirt that reads, « World’s okayest guitar player ». I love that. I’ll be the world’s okayest dabbler. I …

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My sister and I took our parents for their second Moderna vaccine today, eight days earlier than originally scheduled. The parking lot at the local community centre where the vaccines were being given was teeming with mid-sized cars driven by a generation of seniors well-versed in the etiquette of public parking. There was no pushing …

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What do you get when you put two immigrants together in a phone conversation, each with a different mother tongue, one whose second language is English and the other who speaks French? You get broken telephone, of course. Thirty years ago my best friend Marisa brought a bottle of wine to my father’s 60th birthday …

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