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another sunday at the daveys

Monday, March 23, 2009

You wouldn’t know it from this seemingly idyllic family photo and that seemingly lovely baby in the hot pink hoodie that one hour prior I had declared to everyone who tried to lay a calming hand on my body, “I AM IN A BAD MOOD. I HAVE HAD NO SLEEP.” Thankfully, everyone let me be, [...]

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eleven things about regina as we prepare to depart

Sunday, March 8, 2009

The sun is spectacular. The Sunday brunch at the Saskatchewan Radisson Hotel houses the biggest spread I have ever seen. And even if you eat half a waffle, one egg’s benedict, an apple crepe, one thick sausage, tomato and artichoke hearts salad, a veggie omelette, a spoonful of lentils, one chocolate mousse, an apple strudel…you [...]

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dear elsie, please love what i love…

Friday, August 15, 2008

Dear Elsie, Mama loves breakfast. I hope you will love it too, and we will have lots of intimate brunches together. Daddy will make us amaranth pancakes, and I will read us breakfast poetry. I will have to read pretty loud, ’cause Daddy and I like to blare Lucinda Williams or Kathleen Edwards over break. [...]

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just my luck, an irish rose

Friday, July 4, 2008

It’s Independence Day in the US, and Simon is hanging around this morning—hence the blog delay. We’re doing our usual breakfast routine: French toast, espressos, and ipod, which has to blare at quite a volume (Kathleen Edwards—I’m telling you her new cd is great) to beat the air conditioner (seriously, the thing is a monster). [...]

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