An expensive date night…
“Excellent choice,” the server, who introduced himself as Victor, appeared impressed with my choice of wine. As someone who is not opposed to picking a wine from the right side of the menu – based on price – I was…
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My scary encounter with allergies
For a few minutes there I wondered if I was going to make it. Funny, the kind of thoughts that cross your mind when you see your own mortality staring you in the face. A couple of TV police dramas…
A dozen things I like about living in an apartment
When it comes to living in an apartment versus a house, most of the people I know lean towards a house. I get their pro-house arguments – larger spaces, more privacy, potential equity growth, and other such benefits. Clearly, apartment…
If it weren’t for the money…
I am beginning to wonder if I am a boring person. It’s the kind of stuff that no one will tell to your face. I do not have a “passion” to pursue, like most others seem to have. I am…
No touch. No talk. No eye contact!
I wouldn’t have noticed the dog if my wife hadn’t stepped into Sephora. I chose to wait outside. I figured people-watching on Union Square would be more interesting than helping her pick out lipstick and nail polish shades. Plus, the…
Floods – Houston, we have a problem!
As I watched on TV the devastation caused by the floods in Houston, I felt compelled to write this post. I have a personal connection to Houston. My daughter moved there a couple of years ago. It is inconceivable to…
Memoirs of an Only Child
Recently I caught up with a few mates of mine and the conversation was around siblings. Interestingly, the group had a mix of sibling hierarchy. Some were firstborns, a few in the middle and others the youngest. True to the…
Charlie Gard, an epilogue
I waited a couple of weeks to gather my thoughts before I wrote this post. When Charlie Gard passed away, I felt numb relief. Living with uncertainty, constantly balancing on the precipice of life and death, is exhausting. Charlie’s parents…
Won’t You Be My Neighbour?
The first evening it happened I dismissed it as a one-off. My neighbours with whom I shared an adjacent wall in our townhome complex obviously had some company over and were enjoying what sounded like a Wii-type interactive physical…
Old habits die hard
“Do you eat it raw?” The question came from the portly gentleman who was sitting across from me at the table. It was directed at Olson, the attendee from Minnesota. There were eight of us gathered in a hotel bar…