Too Far

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I’d like to blame it on Covid-19, on two and a half years of restrictions and lockdowns, but maybe I’m just getting old.

There was a time when the six hour drive from Toronto to Montreal was no big deal, when a four and a half hour drive to Ottawa to pick up a jumpsuit at Hudson’s Bay seemed reasonable, and a five hour round trip to see Dracula in Stratford—seven times—made perfect sense.

That time is long gone.

Since March of 2020, my car has barely been out of the garage. Between Amazon, Instacart, and Uber Eats I never have to leave the house—and I don’t.

Now, that restrictions are a thing of the past and shops, restaurants, and theatres are open again. Now, that there are people and places to visit, and drives to take—it’s too late.

There’s a new phrase in my life these days, one I’d never thought I’d say…

It’s too far.

How did this happen? When did I start worrying about things like traffic and walking to my car after dark?

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When did I become my parents?

I blame Covid-19 🙂

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I’m in mourning, devasted.

It’s over.

I’ve seen all 20 episodes of Netflix’s Vincenzo.

I didn’t expect to become addicted to this tongue-in-cheek mafia-inspired drama. While Vincenzo starts off with a bang…

It devolves into silly secondary plotlines and odd-ball characters eking out a living in Geumga Plaza. Comic relief? Maybe, but I didn’t find them funny.

I was ready to give up on Vincenzo about four episodes in, but perving on a good looking actor isn’t a bad way to kill thirty minutes on the treadmill.

And then…

Murder and mayhem. White-collar criminals with blood on their hands. Corporate greed and political corruption. Betrayal and Mafia-style revenge.

As episode built on episode, I started to appreciate the style of the show, the differences between this Korean crime story and the American versions I’m more familiar with.

Two words: dramatic, romantic.

Sweeping shots and grand entrances. Slow motion and a gazillion close ups. The lead actors, Song Joong-ki and Jeon Yeo-been, dressed to kill in great suits and designer sunglasses beat the hell out of Tony Soprano in his bathrobe, chomping on a cigar.

A relationship builds between the two leads, and builds, and builds—and no one gets naked. Cue the close ups and the lingering glances. Vincenzo and Hong Cha-yeong don’t share a meaningful embrace until the final episode…

How am I going to climb on the treadmill tomorrow without this show to make the effort slightly more appealing?

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Best Laid Plans

While God may or may not laugh when men make plans, Covid-19 certainly does.

You don’t hear the expression much anymore, but some of my older relatives when asked if they would attend a family birthday party or wedding would reply, “God willing.”

More than two years into the pandemic, with flights, travel plans, concerts, theatre performances, and family gatherings being cancelled daily, perhaps we should all be saying, “Covid willing.”

This weekend as we celebrate Ramadan, Easter, and Passover

or the warmer days of Spring,

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I’m reminded of a traditional Irish blessing…

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

Covid Willing!

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Flatulence Fascination

There are words I prefer not to say, vagaries of the body I see no need to mention.

Apparently, I am alone in this regard because they are mentioned—frequently.

As any five-year-old can attest, there is one noxious noise in particular that is greeted with glee, and awarded with laughter.

Kate Beaton, a Cape Breton cartoonist, has worked this fascination with flatulence into her children’s book, The Princess and the Pony, giving her warrior princess a steed with intestinal issues.

Based on Kate’s book, AppleTV+ is releasing a new animated series, Pinecone and Pony.

Let the laughter begin.

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Castles in the Sand

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It’s been a while since I was happy to sit on a beach with a pail and shovel. These days, a walk along the shore with water lapping at my ankles is more my speed.

Truth to tell, I never made sand castles. I made piles. Lumps and bumps of wet sand, short on detail and long on imagination.

I was never, and will never be, the artist that Andoni Bastarrika is.

Using just his hands, a sharpened stick, and mounds of wet sand Andoni creates sculptures. Animals so realistic you expect them to leap off the beach.

Depending on the complexity of the sculpture, Andoni can spend two days creating each animal.

Who needs sand castles when you can find these along the beach?

You can find Andoni and his animals on Instagram.

All photos by Andoni Bastarrika.

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The Teddy Bears’ Picnic

Al fresco dining hasn’t worked out well for me.

In an attempt at surprising my husband on his birthday one year, I packed up a lunch, and whisked us to some grass and trees.

It snowed.

A second attempt with children in tow, ended in a mad dash to the car chased by a gang of murderous bees.

Despite my sad record with outdoor meals, The Teddy Bears’ Picnic, a popular children’s song that I’d somehow never heard of until Spotify coughed it up a few months back, is camping out in my mind.

It follows me around, keeping me company as I try to avoid Omicron. I find myself humming the tune, the lyrics running through my mind as I go about my Covid-boring days.

If you go down in the woods today, you're sure of a big surprise
If you go down in the woods today, you'd better go in disguise…

The song has been recorded many times over the years, Ann Murray’s version being perhaps the most well known…

But my personal favourite rendition is the one I heard first, the one Spotify dropped into my life all those months ago…

You’re humming it now too, aren’t you?

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A Tree For Every Season

Tired of taking your Christmas tree down every year and boxing it up? Think that corner of the living room looks better lit up, holiday or not? Don’t have anywhere to store the thing?

No problem. Leave the tree up.


Leave your Christmas tree up? All year? That’s just wrong.

Maybe, maybe not. What if you switch out the silver tinsel for red hearts or green shamrocks? What if you’re not leaving up a Christmas tree, but enjoying a Seasonal tree?

People do that?

Carol Jensen, in Prince George, B.C., does.

Carol Jensen

Carol leaves her tree up and changes the decorations to match the season. Valentine’s Day, St. Patrick’s Day, Easter, Carol’s Seasonal Tree is dressed for it.

A definite paradigm shift, it takes some time to wrench your mind around to the idea of a Seasonal Tree, but as Carol says, “It’s a lot of fun.”

And no, it doesn’t mean you’re lazy. It means you’re creative.

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Happy New Year!

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Welcome to 2022!

To another round of the game we all know and love—Pandemic Panic.

Spin the wheel and take your shot.

Take a chance. Wear your mask, or don’t.

Spin the wheel. Take your second shot, and your third.

And the winner is…?



Another winter, another variant. Another round of closures and restrictions. We’ve all been cast in the real-life version of Bill Murray’s Groundhog Day.

The good news?

All pandemics end—and six new episodes of The Nevers are due in 2022.

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