Sunday, 11 February 2018


Today... I turn 60.


How the hell did that happen???

No idea, but I don't put much stock in numbers. As they say (whoever 'they' are), you are only as old as you feel!! So some days, I feel 30ish, and other days, it is more like 104.

I am off to lunch with my sister. I hope all of you have a great day too!

Here is me at age four... over half a century ago. 😊

Friday, 5 January 2018

New Year Kitty

New Year's Day is the beginning of a new year. It is also Pips' birthday. She turned 11-ish this year. She's been living with me for 9 1/2 years now and I was told she was 1 1/2 when I got her, so 11 it is!

For presents, she got some tuna, and a honeysuckle toy. And as much snuggle time as she wanted because I stayed home and vegged in my jammies all day.

Pips loves to snuggle! See?

Here's hoping she has many years left. She's healthy and active so fingers crossed!

Saturday, 30 December 2017

2018 is almost here...

Wishing all of you all the best in the New Year!

~ Ponita, Pips and Lila

Sunday, 24 December 2017

Merry Christmas to All!!!

It is Christmas here in my little neck of the woods. And Winter has descended with a vengeance! Here's a little screenshot of the weather network's forecast for Christmas Day:

Check out the little type under the big temperature numbers. Where is says "Feels Like"...


That is the same in both Celsius and Fahrenheit!!!

Needless to say, I will be going out in that weather, because Christmas! And family! And turkey dinner!! Being a prairie dwelling Canadian, this kind of weather will not stop me. It only stops me if it is blizzarding out. And a few flurries is not a blizzard. So out I will go! With presents and tarts.

Yes... tarts! We do a potluck type of dinner whenever there is a family gathering. This year, I am doing dessert. So I made tarts. I made mincemeat (at first I typed 'micemeat' but that's the cats' treats) tarts, and also butter tarts. I don't know if butter tarts are a just Canadian thing, but here we sure do love them!

 Mincemeat tart
Butter tart

Frosti went back to the humane society a week and a half ago, after being on the surrender list for almost 3 months. I am sad that it had to be this way but he was such a bully with the girls, I had no choice. I miss him but it is very evident that they do not. And because he is no longer in the house, I put up the Christmas tree a few days ago. I didn't do it any earlier because I figured he would be dragging it all over the house! Pips and Lila each checked it out, and then have left it alone.

 It's 2.5 ft tall
 *bat bat bat*
"what's this thing?"

I worked seven (yes, you read that correctly) shifts this week. It was self inflicted so not a problem. I did a couple of shift trades for other people, and then picked up a shift today as we were going to be short staffed. I have Christmas Day off, and then work six in a row. Again, self inflicted. I know, I know... I must be nuts! But my bank account will love me! I just put new tires on my SUV, so I will be needed the extra bucks.

While at work today, the sun came out for a while and I noticed frost on one of the windows. So here is a pretty picture for your enjoyment.

Merry Christmas!

Wednesday, 15 November 2017


It is a bit wintery here in Central Canada, with snow all over the place and chilly temperatures. It's not horrible, mind you. The daytime highs have been in the minus single digits (Celius, of course). But it gets blustery around here and that means it is time for soup.

Winter is soup weather, right? So I made some today, under the watchful gaze of Frosti. Actually frantic might better describe it. He likes to perch on top of the fridge when I cook and keep a close eye on things. And sometimes I offer him little tidbits of whatever I am making.

And usually he eats whatever I offer him. But not today!!