So, this happened.
So, this happened.
Here we are, ending another work week together and I want to thank you for your emails and posts on Facebook yesterday, as well as your tweets. I know you understand that some days are rough ones and they are (relatively and thankfully) few, considering.
As I mentioned here yesterday, this day, June 22, is one of those days with the sweetest of memories, but which also brings with it moments of heaviness. It's a day we'd long envisioned and will always reflect upon as one of the best days in such a short but sunny life: our daughter's wedding day. Lauren and Phil said their wedding vows before a jubilant and loving gathering at a tiny old cottage country church on this day four years ago in 2013.
And here it is: first full day of summer, also known as the longest day of the year. I remember Lauren asking why the longest day had to come at the exact same time as kids were writing their high school exams (because the day already seemed way too long to begin with). That's the way her brain worked. Funny and quick, she was always saying something that made us laugh. Memories of some of those moments still make us laugh; what a gift!
A windy day here today promises to bring in a nice long stretch of sunshine for this gorgeous green island...where summer arrives tonight at 9:24! We were so wishing the skies would clear and we'd have perfect weather for our visitors over the last few weeks, but what can you do, right? You plan a spa day when it teems rain and the rest of the time you just bring along an umbrella!
Well, what an adventurous weather weekend it was in Southern Ontario! I was keeping an eye on things as the tornado warnings swirled about the internet, thinking of my dear friend Anita MacArthur and her mum Margaret Reynolds, who were flying home from our place and into YYZ Saturday afternoon. They arrived safely after some turbulence during landing.
Welcome to Friday. I hope you've enjoyed this week's journals as much as I've loved sharing them with you.
When I was leaving CHFI last December, I may have hinted broadly (or been asked, I'm not quite sure) about a gift. Knowing that the Blue Jays were playing only one series in Seattle this year, I put in a lofty request for tickets so that I could attend the three games, taking with me my Victoria relatives and my dad, who turned 84 on Sunday.
When I told you we were almost late to Friday's game due to the traffic in Seattle, it was, unfortunately, not the only time we were playing "Beat the Clock". After a rather sullen ride home on Friday night, following the Jays' late inning loss to the Mariners at Safeco Field, we made plans to take our time the next day getting to downtown Seattle for the next evening's game. No more panicking for us - or so we thought!
I've been a baseball fan since the early 1980s - first, Montreal (my Belleville employer aired Expos games), then Detroit (when I worked in Windsor and became a huge Tigers fan as they won the World Series) and, of course, from 1985 on, Toronto. I've travelled to watch the Jays play in stadiums other than home, but never have I taken in more than one game in person, anywhere, except perhaps in the late 80s or early 90s when we were in playoffs. But three? Unheard of.
Welcome to Monday. I hear back in the GTA (and Ottawa, to name a few cities and areas on my radar) it was a steamy one. Seattle's had light cloud cover and cool breezes. And a whole lot of baseball!
Okay, so there's no journal today, but today's picture has to be worth a thousand words.
We shot this just a few blocks from Seattle's Safeco Field on Saturday - just one of a hundred highlights from the magical weekend we spent in the Emerald City.
And...they're off! The great Blue Jays road trip of 2017 is underway today and we've been counting down to this since last December. That's when, as my going away present, I was given tickets to a Blue Jays/Seattle game this season. And that matchup - the only one in Seattle this year - is happening starting tonight.
As a famous comedian and one time "America's Dad" gets his day - or week - in court to face charges of drugging and sexually assaulting women, we have finally decided what to do with the jersey that came to me one dark morning, a gift from him. And the decision is timely.
I've told this story before, but the jersey's fate is new. So please bear with me.
I want to share with you something that happened to a close family member that could have gone so wrong in so many ways...but didn't.
If you follow me on Instagram @erindawndavis or @erindavis on Twitter (first off, thank you) then you probably know I'm more than a little obsessed with deer. Long before we moved out here to Vancouver Island, I'd consider it a blessing when I saw one (especially if we were driving to Rama). It just felt like magic, even though we use deer whistles on our car to ward off deer who might be considering crossing the road.
There's been so much in the news this past weekend: from the attacks in London to Washington's tone deaf and heartless politically motivated response to the heart-lifting concert out of Manchester yesterday. There's been sports: the Nashville Predators coming back from a 2-0 deficit to win one against the hockey Goliath that is Pittsburgh. And rounding out the news and sports, how about weather: that tornado in a tiny town in Alberta on Friday.
How about we wrap up the week with a few odds and ends all centered around how technology affects our lives? First off, look at this hoax email allegedly from United Airlines (with whom I don't have an account anyway). It seems official enough until you start looking at the spelling. I wouldn't fly with a company with this little attention to detail! So, yes, it's a scam. Always hover your mouse over the address first (and see who it's really going to) before clicking. But you knew that.
Today - and tomorrow, for that matter, as the actual date's become a little fluid - the world stops for a moment and remembers something that happened 50 years ago and continues to echo half a century later: the release of Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.
There are days when you just ask, "Why?" and yesterday was one of them.
The same day I said here that there are bigger problems in the world than trying to find a place for your pampered pup to lay her head, a news story comes into my phone illustrating that very fact.
Well, that was fast. We're already looking for another dogsitter for Miss Molly. I told you a few months ago how thrilled Rob and I are about the young woman we found through an app called Dogvacay.com. It's since been renamed Rover.com, but that has nothing to do with what's happened.