Well...it's here! Feels a bit like first day of school - and I mean that in a GOOD way!
So here's to new beginnings. As I said here on Friday (and I hope you tried that video again - sorry about the "private" setting), there have been too many good-byes lately in our lives, and way too many tears. Today marks something special. And happy!
Well, here it is: the last day before our "new beginning."
Every day has brought me closer to embracing this exciting adventure and I do so with the confidence that comes in knowing you're heading into the future arm in arm with a good friend.
You've been such a good sport about the teasing this week about who that good friend will be. It's been a real joy sharing in your excitement; it's buoyed me as we prepare to set sail on Monday. Or...dive in....
Another day, another airport (or three) as this work/play getaway winds down. Today Rob and I say our goodbyes in Palm Desert to my sister and her husband, gracious hosts as we came and went in the past week-and-a-half, and board a three-hour flight to Vancouver. There, we'll connect to Kelowna and stay two nights as guests at my dad's seniors' residence. I hope we can keep up with his life there!
Palm Springs, California is a town that just begs you to name drop. I mean, when a concourse in the airport at which you land is named for a singer/songwriter/famous husband who went on to hold political office (Sonny Bono concourse), you know you're not far from LA LA land, aka Hollywood. But there were some pretty big names to make note of from the moment that we landed!
So, just how do these journals get done when we're "on the road" anyway? A few trade secrets for you today...plus that mystery guy who'll be joining me on the air next Monday!
Last week, I wrote (and we recorded) four journals in one day. With enough videos, pictures, thoughts and stories to share with you that I could put them in four days' worth of entries, Rob and I checked into a hotel on Monday night as we were getting set to fly into Toronto and then Palm Springs the next day.
Tomorrow - a Saturday just as it was in 1988 - Rob and I will be marking 28 years of marriage. There was never a time when we doubted the strength of our partnership, but do I remember saying to my husband that if anything ever happened to our daughter, our marriage would not survive. I am so very glad to have changed and to have been very, very wrong. At least, so far.
A funny thing happened on the way to Swiss Chalet in Ottawa - well, actually, at the Swiss Chalet...and I know at least one journal reader has been waiting for me to share the tale!
If you caught the morning show last week when CityLine's Tracy Moore was my guest co-host, you'll know we had a talk about parenting when you're in the public eye.
Welcome to Wednesday and thank you for coming by. While I take a bit of time before we get set to roll out our new morning show, I thought today I'd share some more of our visit in Ottawa.
I didn't get the usual amount of video because I wasn't sure how much of a boogie-covered baby you'd want to see, but I'll share a bit with you today. He was as sweet as can be during our four-day visit, but I'll tell you: we were "swiping right" more than a guy looking for a date online this past weekend.
The countdown is really on now: nine work days left until we unveil the new morning show on 98.1 CHFI. I should check a horoscope or something to see what comes of new beginnings on the 29th of February!
And...that's a wrap. Today marks yet another ending, as we look towards a bright new future that begins in just two weeks.
After yesterday's show with one of my favourite guests, Ed Robertson of the band Barenaked Ladies, today we embark on the final four hours of "Erin in the Morning". I think two weeks of that is quite sufficient, although it's been a blast seeing and sharing the show with Jeanne Beker (today's guest host), music guru Eric Alper, Tracy Moore from CityLine, Rick Mercer, Seán Cullen, Adam Growe, Rita DeMontis, Teri Hart and John Tory.
I'm pooped. It's been a busy week here on my journals (with the taxi protest called off, thank goodness) and a fun but busy week at work. Today, my guest is Barenaked Ladies' front man Ed Robertson who, as it happens, was playing at the Super Bowl pre-game tailgate party on Sunday. He's sure to have lots of stories.
When you take a hard stance on anything, you don't expect everyone to agree with you. That's why, when I received a handful of emails yesterday taking issue with the fact that I said I'd give up using taxi service if they decide to stick to their threat to hold a "heavy duty strike" for the NBA All-Star weekend, I wasn't surprised.
You've heard of it by now; you've maybe even used the app yourself. There's much ado about Uber.
I'm a fan, but I'm also a fan (and much more frequent customer) of taxis, especially one company; we order books of chits with which we can sign and pay later as needed. It was a great thing to have for Lauren when, as a teen, she'd have good reason to be out long after her parents had gone to bed. At least in a cab we felt she'd be safe coming home, door to door. It worked for us then and continues to offer a level of convenience and security.
Welcome in and hope your weekend was good. Me, I love these few days of no brainer meals: Sunday, Super Bowl fare. For us it was nibblies and hors d'oeuvres. Today, Lunar or Chinese New Year; well, that's pretty easy to figure out - although we may have to forego Meatless Monday. And tomorrow? Pancake or Shrove Tuesday. Let's hear it for blueberry pancakes for dinner!
Well, here we are, end of the first week without my longtime partner. It's honestly had a bit of everything from showbiz with Teri Hart to comedy with Seán Cullen; current affairs with criminal lawyer Ari Goldkind to musical brilliance from Eric Alper and domestic domination (of the kitchen kind) with Rita DeMontis. Oh, and did I mention an hour with the Mayor of Toronto? Yeah. That kind of week. And it's not even over!
Hey - no matter what yesterday's double digit temperatures may have suggested, I know it's not May, but I wanted to give a shout out today to one special mom.
So, here we are - third show since Mike called it a day, or a morning, and started setting his alarm clock for "no thanks." I hope you're enjoying the variety of guests we're presenting to you this week and next; it's a chance to highlight some people you may know and want to share some of your morning with, or to introduce some folks we think you'll enjoy. You sure don't know what you're in for from one day to the next - and neither do I.
(Thank you for the scowl, Coconut!)
February 2nd: when various groundhogs around North America see - or don't see - their shadows and it makes absolutely no difference to anyone. At least we're less than three weeks from pitchers and catchers reporting for spring training. Those are the only prognostications I care about.
I guess the first day of a new month is a great place for fresh starts. Today it's "Erin in the Morning" on CHFI, but that's not a permanent show name. There will be another host joining me - thank goodness. I've always been way better with someone else (kinda like real life).