Archives for 2009

Tonight I was playing Canasta with my parents. I laughed and said: “You know you are a Yukoner when you know what hand and foot Canasta is.” How would you finish this sentence: “You know you are a Yukoner when: …”

Hi everybody, I am looking forward to meeting everybody in a few weeks. So far, the bloggy brunch consists of: Murray and Cathy over at ExlporeNorth. Fawn and Michael from Fawnahareo and Michael’s Meanderings Stacie from Yukon Yahoos. Dave Rogers from What He Said. And his significant other Carole from YukonChatterBug. Me: YukonJen (and my …

I don’t match my socks. But it’s not as bad as you think. I just don’t match two socks and roll them up and put them in a drawer. I don’t like the rolling bit. I don’t know why. I just don’t. Maybe I read somewhere it’s bad kharma to roll your socks. I-personally-like to …

I logged on to my blog today to write a story about socks. Not even Christmas socks, but regular socks. I think I’ll save that for another day. Tonight, I’ll republish a Christmas wish from Fawn. I am so impressed. Last week, when I knew I was going to have to start hearing Christmas music …

I asked my friend from school (Grad ’89!) to go skiing one day this week. We got together on Thursday out here at Mary Lake. Temperature: -16C. Warm for Yukoners. I was getting chilly by the end though. We skiied half-way around the lake in one direction, then I noticed we were skiing into the …

This is my favourite Christmas album. . . next to Father Christmas in Smurfland.

It looks like Sunday, 03 January 2010 will be the Urban Yukon Bloggy Brunch. Put it on your calendar. Tell your blogging buddies. Most of all, come on out and meet everybody in person. Put a face on the blog!! Time: 11h00 am to whenever (probably around 2h00 pm) Place: Mary Lake subdivision. I’ll send …

When I was home in the Yukon in December 2007, I met up with Fawn and Michael for a bloggy brunch at their house. Then we went tobogganing down that huge toboggan hill behind Hillcrest to Patty’s Pond. Is anybody around on Sunday,03 January 2010? Shall I host a bloggy brunch out here at Mary …

This song was on my original favourite Christmas list. Grace over at CellarMistress also recommended it.  I met Grace in Facebook. She’d asked me something about the online magazine I had started and that map I was creating. Then, one day she announced that she was bringing a wine tour group out to Sonoma County. …

My mum and I are upstairs. I’m working on my websites, Mum is writing out Christmas cards.  My dad walks upstairs: “Dorothy, if I wanted to look this thing up on the internet, how do I do that?”  I am in my bedroom, but my ears perk up. I wonder if he wants to research …

Happy birthday to my blog. With this post, I have 365 published blog posts on YukonJen since 2005. I’m not sure what that says about me as a blogger (one blog-year equals four person-years maybe?). But I am extremely pleased as a writer. I’ve always wanted to be a writer. Throughout my life, I’ve always …

A few days ago, I asked for your favourite Christmas songs and now I have a few submissions from my social feeds. Here are the first three: You can’t go wrong with a Newfie carol. This one is submitted by Kara in Faro. I love the Great Big Sea. My friend Peter James sends this …

I remember when I first heard this song. I was making dinner. I don’t know who I was making it for or what I was making. But I heard this song on the radio and it stopped me in my tracks. I turned up the volume and looked out the window over the sink. This …

Just a note to explain because a few people commented. It’s December again. I usually give my blog a make over in December. This year, I’m going to try a few new things (new features, new functions) so I’m reverting back to a simple theme with lots of whitespace for awhile as I try things …

It’s that time of year again Charlie Brown. I mean, “Can somebody tell me what Christmas is all about?” Well, I know what it is not about. It is certainly not about listening to the same old, same old music. The stuff you hear everywhere? On the radio? In the mall? At your company’s Christmas party? This …

No, not culottes…but short pants. I was hemming a pair of jeans today. I had two pair from earlier this year that were too long and this is the first time I have taken to hem them. They weren’t just a bit too long, they were more than five inches too long. I haven’t hemmed …

Because, when I’m talking to my oldest sister on the phone and we’re starting to look for Christmas presents for my parents and I open the browser window to start a search for an exercise bicycle and it defaults to cbc.ca as the home page and as I’m talking to my sister I scan the …

Reduce. Reuse. Recycle. These are three words that have been in my vocabulary since my grade 3/4 class with Mrs. Bunker. We learned these three words as part of a national campaign I think–at least, that is what I remember. The year I left for university, I realized I could save money with that principle …

I ask my Dad: “What is the best practical joke you’ve played on someone?”  He snorts. “Oh. There are so many!” Then he starts chuckling. “I think the best one was when I was driving your sister down to Olds College. We stopped in Fort McMurray to see my relatives. I phoned up my niece …

It was one of my friend’s (from elementary school) birthday yesterday. I thought about her as I wrote the date on some forms at the bank. And made a mental note to check when I got back to the computer. I was surprised to get an email from her later: Hi Jen, It’s my birthday today …

My dad flew down to Calgary last week to help me drive my car home to Whitehorse. He visited with my sister Nat and her family. Friday evening, they all went out for dinner. Dad was sitting at one end of the table. Nat, her sister-in-law and her mother-in-law (I think) were sitting at the …

My dad tells me: “I used to read you girls nursery rhymes.” I laugh: “Yeah. I remember your nursery rhymes!” We spend the next few minutes reciting the rhymes he taught us. Mary Mary quite contrary How does your garden grow? With silver bells and cockell shells And one big F’ing onion! We snicker and …