Tag: Memories

  • October 4, 2023

    When we were growing up, my dad had a section of the basement cordoned off with a brown curtain. My sister and I were not allowed there. Nothing nefarious was taking place – my dad used to have a side-hustle repairing electronics.

  • August 23, 2023

    August 23, 2023

    Growing up, I remember my dad eating popcorn every night. He’d watch TV after we went to bed. The remote only controlled the channels so I’d have to get up to ask him to turn down the TV. I’d then have to turn down the TV. I’d fall asleep to the sound of the nightly…

  • August 22, 2023

    August 22, 2023

    A year ago today, I picked up Genevieve and Eloise. They had different names, Wynonna and Loretta, respectively. I wanted French names, not ones that sounded like characters in a Western. Genevieve is named after a passing fancy from my university days. Eloise because it’s just a lovely name.

  • August 19, 2023

    August 19, 2023

    Today, we set things up at Aro Market. That’s really about it. After that, we grabbed some lunch, picked up some cat food, and then came home. I tinkered with some 3D printing – I’ve been trying to make some SANA Stationery & Gifts “coins.” I can’t think of much else to write tonight so…

  • August 17, 2023

    August 17, 2023

    A “hard launch,” I’m told, is when you post a picture of you and your partner on Instagram after having kept it a secret. A “soft launch” is when you post a picture of you and your partner on Instagram at the end of a gallery of related photos after having kept it a secret.…

  • August 12, 2023

    August 12, 2023

    Chai – tea – is a staple in my parents’ household. I remember my mom drinking tea out of a bowl because she was running late. If she’d left it in the mug, it’d be too hot. Every morning, the first thing my dad does is turn on the kettle. At every social event, there’s…

  • August 11, 2023

    August 11, 2023

    On the plane, I asked Hannah if I was going home or to my hometown. She said that it’d be my hometown because it’s the place where I grew up. Where I live now, Toronto, is my home. She then asked me if Toronto feels like home. I said that it doesn’t quite, partly because…

  • August 10, 2023

    August 10, 2023

    Waiting is busy at the airport. Standing in lines, repacking at security, sitting at the gate. Remaining aware keeps you busy.

  • July 22, 2023

    July 22, 2023

    Playing used to mean going outside to ride my bike, play street hockey, shoot hoops in the driveway, or build something with Lego. It made senses to call those activities “playing” because they were fun and carefree. Going to the playground wouldn’t be all that much fun if it were work.

  • July 16, 2023

    July 16, 2023

    Prompt # 2 from 301 Writing Ideas: Describe the day you graduated high school. I don’t know. I really can’t remember.

  • July 13, 2023

    July 13, 2023

    I’m pulling the topic of today’s post from a book I got a while back called 301 Writing Ideas. I’ll just pull the first prompt. What is a day that you wish you could relive?

  • July 9, 2023

    July 9, 2023

    I was only five or six years old when I started crying at the sight of an animated octopus-witch. My grade one class went to the class next door to watch The Little Mermaid. I had to leave the room, I was in such a fit. I spent the rest of the movie at my…