Busy, busy …

While it was certainly tempting to crawl into a well-heated cave and hibernate until Spring during our recent deep freeze I was, instead, taking advantage of some of the many things Toronto has to offer.

Yes, with the exception of only a few breathtakingly cold days cocooned at home, wrapped in a blanket, I bundled up in multiple layers of sweaters, scarves, hats, gloves and down-filled coats, braved the sub-zero temperatures and enjoyed some great films and an assortment of terrific breakfasts, lunches and dinners with family, friends and former colleagues (some of whom I haven’t seen in years and years). And Continue reading

Cautiously optimistic …

Yes, I’m superstitious.  And that’s why I try to be careful about making predictions.  Prognosticating.  Assuming.  Planning ahead.  Counting my chickens.  Because the last thing I want to do is jinx bearmyself.  Put a hex on things.  You know.  Screw things up.  And then curse myself forever and a day for having such a big mouth, for blowing it.

So let’s just say the signs are all pointing in the right direction.

Saturday, while I was out and about, I could see that restaurants and cafes had their terraces open; and, people were out there, enjoying the weather.  The streets were packed.  Old folks, Continue reading

Something very weird is going on …

Seriously, I’m very confused.  I think we’re having one of the coldest winters on record — not just here, in Toronto, but freezing2throughout the entire Eastern seaboard.

Cold as in -27 celsius with the windchill.  Cold as in frostbite.  Cold as in bone-chilling.  Cold as in frozen window panes.  Cold as in the streets are deserted.  Cold as in even I’ve had to crank up the heat.  Cold as in I have to close my window (which is only open a crack to begin with) and jump back into bed for twenty minutes while the room warms up, before I’ll take my shower.  Cold as in my cats won’t get out from Continue reading