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Category Archives: Artful Pursuits

babies, biceps and believability

This is Elsie in Saskatchewan one year ago. You might remember my posts about freezing my buns off on the sunny streets of Regina? If not, I refer you to here. Framing Elsie’s head are Simon’s pert biceps. That’s all. I’m off to pour my heart out before strangers. I embrace my vulnerability!

my enlarged face

Here’s a TVO print ad I did a while back, which people keep sending me random messages about. I saw your face at Union station…I saw you on the Go train—your face. One of my friends apparently went up to the large picture of my face and started having a little chat with me. People [...]

word up

A couple of things to look out for as you watch this video:
1) The German soother which now fits Elsie’s face. You might remember when it didn’t. Exhibit A. Perhaps you’re wondering if we have any intentions of ever removing the large-German-soother-which-now-fits-admirably from her daily routine? Excellent query. To which I have no reply. I [...]

blog block

I’m at a blog stand still. Writer’s block. I have nothing to say. This is when I should go to my writing books to be reminded of those adorable exercises where you write about your childhood lunches or dress up as a pirate before sitting down to write, disturbing everything that is regular and thus [...]

the doctor weighs in

This is the conversation we had before Simon became a doctor. Go figure.
SIMON. If you died, I would become that.
THE GIRL. What?
SIMON. Him.
THE GIRL. Who?
SIMON. That lying down cyclist.
We stare as the lying down cyclist passes at a clip.
THE GIRL. You would submit Elsie to that?
SIMON. She would be dead too.
THE GIRL. [...]

i kicked the teleprompter’s ass

I have been silent for the last two weeks. Mostly because I have been drowning in fatigue. And I’ve had other things to do—which is good. Good because having other things to do suggests I have a life. And if you’ve been keeping up with my struggles, you’ll know that having a life that is [...]

simon’s babies

if you ever want to parody an actor

At a wardrobe fitting for a recent commercial, I overhead this conversation:
“Have there been any changes to my lines?”
“Nope, I think you’re still saying ‘hey.’”
“Cool, cool.”
Aren’t actors great!

look what i found

I walked into Heather’s house, and there was a blessing jar sitting on her window sill. Am I inspiring some beauty in your life? Beautiful gratitude that is?

john, the recipient of awesome

By far the most creative blessing receptacle (read here and here to get up to date) received from a reader and participant in my blessings receptacle challenge (for which he has something awesome coming to him).
He wrote:
This is my blessings receptacle.

Wait, that sounds vaguely obscene, which was not what I intended. “Receptacle” doesn’t really [...]