A blog full of memories
The main guy at Urban Yukon left me a comment the other day, reminding me that there is already a site where you can see what other Yukoner’s have to say about life, the universe, and the grand state of the Canadian Winter Games. Check it out: urbanyukon.com.
I’m inviting my readers in the Yukon to submit to this blog their stories, pictures, and video clips of their experiences of the Canadian Winter Games. It will be interesting to see what pure Yukoners have to say about all the excitement as well as it will give my readers in other parts of the …
This is the first time the Canadian Winter Games have been held in the true north (north of the 60th parallel). Whitehorse is buzzing (and not from the traditional Yukon Sourdough Rendezvous celebrations either). It’s going to be a busy few weeks for my parents. My Dad is working security at the Canada Games Center …
We had a break through moment in our English lessons today. I have been teaching English and computers to my friend and colleague at Bush-Field. A few weeks ago, we decided to axe the computer lessons and workout after work instead. He still gets English, I get a workout. Pretty good exchange I think. Today, …
But I found it again. No worries. Or not too many at least. I went to pick up wine from the warehouse, then I ran a few errands. I apparently left my phone at the checkout at the grocery store. When I finally figured out where I’d left it, I went back to the grocery …
I’m not much of a believer in Hallmark occasions–like today–Valentine’s Day. I am one of those people who is likely to forget the actual day on the day–but I do remember it–eventually. For example, I remember my neice and nephew’s birthdays–usually a few months either before or after the actual birthday, but I do remember …
I have been working with my friend and colleague here at Bush-Field to improve his English and computer skills. We were talking last week that we would both like to be in better shape. So we decided to axe the computer lessons and start working out instead. Today was our first workout. I was expecting …
Somebody pointed out to me the other day that I have an awful lot of stories about my butt: “You should give it its own category on your blog.” So I did. Here it is: All About My Butt. As you may have read, my butt has saved my life–you can’t help but love something …