I’ve got a yucky confession. I don’t do Halloween. It’s taken years of forgetting, avoiding, and resisting coming up with a costume to realize that I’m a non-celebrator, and it’s certainly not something I’m proud of. I can’t deny it any longer, though. I can barely dress myself on regular days. To come up with…… Continue reading Nanoween
It’s barely even begun, and I’m ready to hibernate. Bears, you’ve got it good. But I can’t complain either, even though I really, really want to. I’m not one of those afflicted Vancouverites who suffers through the rain. I haven’t had to purchase a magical lightbox to get me through this part of the year.…… Continue reading Winter is a jerk.