Author Archives: Lorraine

The new cat’s first road trip. Epic fail.

I quietly announced I was sneaking back to the cottage for a few days. Because of work schedules, I was forced to go alone which meant there would be nobody to cook for, no wet towels to pick up, no … Continue reading

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I’m going to need to see some I.D.

In recent years, many of the small country general stores in areas around our cottage have started selling beer and wine and liquor. This is a godsend; there is nothing worse than trying to justify a half hour trip – … Continue reading

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Can a kid use a Visa wisely? Giving credit where it’s due

“I’ve applied for a Visa card,” said Ari, 20. “I have to pay my tuition, and I think I should do it myself this time.” Credit card companies start sending applications to kids while they’re still in high school. I … Continue reading

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Seasonal depression: clean up on aisle one

In a couple of months, around mid-October or so, my shrink will raise one of her perfect eyebrows just slightly and wait for me to say what we both know. It might be time to do your annual meds tweaking, … Continue reading

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Every house needs a bag of googly eyes and a psychic mother

When Ari, 20, and his girlfriend got to the cottage, I greeted them in the usual way. “Did you remember your toothbrushes?” They hadn’t, and I tossed them two new ones I’d brought along for precisely this purpose. I’m not … Continue reading

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Tapping into my inner handyman

We have some general cottage rules: claim times before you set your holiday schedule at work; first one up cuts the grass; last one up stores the canoes; and leave it as clean as you found it. My sisters both … Continue reading

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If you’re going to break a trophy, make it a loser

We were sitting down for dinner when Ari looked quizzically at a stout, glass trophy in the middle of the table. “Oh, that’s only there because one of the cats broke it last night. Check the base,” I told him. … Continue reading

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You’ve got mail. Sort of

My mail – my actual mail in the mailbox on the front of my house mail – is pretty slender these days. I use email for most things, though Canada Post needn’t worry; Pammy orders enough on-line to keep the … Continue reading

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One of Mama Lorraine’s proudest moments

Christopher and I were sitting in a convocation hall filled with people, all proudly watching their loved ones receive degrees. It was noisy and busy, but when I saw his girlfriend Pammy, 23, enter the hall in her graduation robe, … Continue reading

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Forget the Smartie Philosophy: Eat the red ones first

My Mom’s mother died when she – my grandmother – was just 54; it was before I was born, but I remember Mom telling me she lived life up until her own 54th birthday with her breath slightly held. Crossing … Continue reading

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