100 days — writingAug 28, 2026

Cat Tum

When Mabel isn't killing things, she can be found relaxing in her favourite sunbeam. Cute. Fuzzy. A little smile pulling at her lips. Probably dreaming of dismembering something.

life at homeJan 11, 2022

Zen and the Art of Ironing

We’re going on seven months of living in the ‘burbs and I feel every moment of every day out here. I miss Kensington and my routines; life is just different out here, the vibe is…

life at homeFeb 1, 2022

Everything You Need To Know About Snoozing

What is the logic behind ‘snoozing’ your alarm in the morning? But more importantly, and something that has been on my mind every time I hit that stupid button: Why nine minutes?…

life at homeFeb 13, 2022

Supreme Ruler of the Universe

Newton is Jenn's cat. He's been through many moves in his life—I couldn't say how many, Jenn would know—heck, in the last couple of years that Jenn and I have been together, we've…

life at homeFeb 18, 2022

One Of The Morning People

Everything is better in the morning. Coffee is better. Bacon and eggs are better. Pancakes, while delicious anytime, are better in the morning. Sunrises are better in the morning;…

life at homeFeb 19, 2022

Finding Fitness in Suburbia

Apparently, I’m pretty high-maintenance when it comes to working out. I expect certain things. A checklist, if you will. So in a desperate attempt to jolt me from suburban despair…

100 days — writingSep 23, 2026

Bird Brain

I did my best Mr Miyagi, slapped my hands together for the healing friction, then stood on the deck holding a concussed robin for ten minutes while she decided how she felt about it.

100 days — doodlingSep 23, 2026

Red Robin

I don't think the bird meant to crash into our glass railing. But she did. And after some kind words of encouragement, she rejoined her family to go crash into another window.