Its not easy being the oldest child. The burden is heavy and I am too short and delicate to be tasked with such a massive load. The stress is unrelenting, but I do my best. Unfortunately, almost immediately after birth the pressure was on. Mom entered me in some kind of a "Baby Royalty" contest. I was only able to achieve the status of "Duchess," and all I got was a lousy pink ribbon. What a letdown! Even though I was eventually joined by 4 siblings who were able to share some of the spotlight, the expectations were still high and to this day, I feel an unresolved trauma when…

Little Sis here. The Sisterhood, including Biscuit, met for coffee the other day and the discussion turned to some of our favourite Canadian TV shows . We talked about Wayne and Schuster, The Beachcombers, The Pig and Whistle, and who could forget about Biscuit's absolute favorite, The Littlest Hobo, the adventures of a German Shepherd dog who was always there when you needed him. It was a typically Canadian show. For of those you who have watched shows on the CBC you know exactly what I am talking about. Soon nostalgia really kicked in and we decided we needed to do a Littlest Hobo reboot, bringing it into modern times,…

Big and Middle Sis have both been retired for a number of years now and both have adjusted remarkably well to this dramatic, life changing event. In contrast, Little Sis appears destined to continue her employment for the immediate future. That hasn't stopped Big and Middle, however, from offering words of retirement wisdom on a regular basis, but it is our belief that to date, it has mostly gone unheeded. Convinced that Little is in need of a comprehensive and informed plan, well in advance of retirement, we offer the following invaluable advice, born of real life experience. Listen up Little.....we're talking to you.🤔

I recently turned 72, and although I recognize the wisdom that comes with age, I don't particularly feel wise. What I do feel is much younger. In fact, my brain clearly thinks I am somewhere in the vicinity of my early 60s and on a good day my late 50s. Hence, I had no qualms whatsoever when Hubby proposed a trip to Portugal. This was to be our first big expedition since the pandemic and even if our travelling skills were a bit rusty, there was a distinct aura of enthusiasm in the air. We were ready to do it!

I have been cohabiting with the same man for fifty years and by anyone's standards, that's a long, long time. Don't worry. This isn't going to be a lengthy, boring description detailing the minutiae of those fifty years, but rather a celebration of where we are at today, because where we are at today is pretty darn wonderful. We are healthy and happy....most of the time that is. Who could ask for more?

This was to be a post just a few days before we left for Montreal to walk a 5k race and see our brother Randy. But, as we have all experienced numerous times over the past few years, we have had to cancel our trip. This means that we do not have our usual Monday blog post today for your reading pleasure. But, fear not, the Sisterhood is nothing if not resilient, and so we will be doing a shorter trip closer to home and will bring you all the details of our adventure in the coming weeks. So for now, its “au revoir” to Montreal but we will be…

Every once in a while life blesses you with an experience that lands in your heart, stays there and leaves you sweet memories. And every once in a while those memories reappear and you relive the magic. In this case, the magic took place in August 2019 when my daughters (affectionately referred to here as #one and #two) decided that a girls trip to Italy was in order. Much to my delight, I was included in that category.

With Christmas as the main event, it seemed like a natural fit to choose "family" as our word of the month for December. Even though COVID continued to make things challenging, the Sisterhood looked forward to the holiday season.

As Clark Griswold so aptly illustrated in National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation, one can never adorn their house with too many lights. When it comes to Christmas there is no such thing as an "excess of illumination." After all, what would Christmas be with out them? With that in mind, the Sisterhood recently spent time reminiscing about lights from their Christmas' past.