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About Me
- A Novel Woman
- Montreal, Quebec, Canada
- A Novel Woman, AKA Pamela Patchet, was unwittingly born and raised in Toronto instead of Paris. She worked her way from A&W carhop to political advisor to advertising executive where, on any given day, she was called upon to soothe disgruntled clients, cajole temperamental artists, juggle multi-million dollar budgets or locate trained penguins for television commercials. She married a handsome dentist for love and a lifetime of free dental care, raised three kids, and established a freelance writing career, not unlike her earlier jobs, minus the penguins.
15 comments:
Holy moley, woman! Let us know if you need us to dig you out. Or perhaps we can just send the St. Bernard with his "medicine." (g)
Medicine of that sort would be warmly received.
Odd that it's the first day of daylight savings time.
So, did you get a CAMERA for your post-birthday?????
Lauri (who wants to know... and who won't tell you that all her windows are wide open because it's so warm today in her part of the planet)
and to think, saskatchewan is getting a lovely melt. all i could think when i saw that pile of snow was "better you than me". have fun shovelling! "D
Pam:
I've been planting flowers at my mother's house (she's 81 and loves "color") this weekend and I was sweating like a dog -- the temperature yesterday was 81 degrees F and today was 87. I loathe heat like this so early in spring because it generally means summer will be unbearable. Right now, I wouldn't mind a naked wallow in that snow!
Midge
Oh my Lord! That is a huge amount of snow. I feel sorry for your poor back.
It was cloudy and damp out here today. It's always damp....:(
Lauri,
I STILL don't have the dingity dang camera. I got my old Canon to work briefly (I slapped it around a bit and gave it a stern warning about what I'd do to it if it misbehaved) but then it did some shots with Pepto-pink snow, and then it died completely. Maybe I'll post a pink one, because my sister said they were kind of funky.
Anyway, I'm still waiting on the new one. With flyers posted strategically around the house. It's not like the Man Of The House doesn't see them.
And you just save all that talk about warm weather, missy. Novel Woman doesn't want to hear that kind of talk just now.
Dykewife,
We'll get our turn, never fear.
But when, oh WHEN? Oh, yes, when the blackflies and mosquitoes return...
I love this country, I love this country...
Midge, don't make me come over there and beat you with an icicle until you recant.
At least the sun is shining today, bouncing merrily off the snowbanks, temporarily blinding all who dare step outside...
Trudy,
See? Now that's the kind of comment I like. Sympathy and then you counter with dampness. Yes, that's more like it.
Oh, crap. That's a lot of snow.
FWIW, I used your picture to show hubby that "it could be worse"...
Susan,
I told you.
Our fence is completely buried too, but Buddy hasn't yet figured out he can just walk his way to freedom.
Holy freakin' schnitzel! I will never, ever complain about winter here in VA again. When we first moved here, we had quite a few snowfalls in the two- to three-foot range, but we haven't seen anything like that in quite a while.
I can remember having to shovel a walkway a few feet out the door just so Buster (dumb, lovable mutt, long since residing in doggy heaven) could tiptoe out and leave a steaming, yellow hole in the vast expanse of white.
Hope you get a good melt soon!
Linda
Wow that looks amazing... I am sure the novelty has long since gone for you, but for a Queenslander (where it doesn't snow at all!) that shot is amazing. I won't tell you that it's balmy warm here tonight in Granite Glen, cause I'm not a cruel woman. Oh, did I say that out loud. Sorry. Did the St Bernard arrive safely?
Warm wishes
BB
Bush babe, I know that photo propagates the myth that Canada is a land of ice and snow, but this really is a nutty year. And we have rain forecast this weekend, which means flooding alerts. We can not catch a break.
And laugh all you want. Isn't your winter season about to begin Down Under?
What does that mean, exactly, for Queenslanders?
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