As you can tell by the ultra-light blogging, I’ve been rather preoccupied these days — with houseguests, work, photography, travel planning, you name it. Besides the big brunch crowd last Sunday, I had a houseguest from France over the weekend, and a few hours after he left on Monday, my Austrian houseguests arrived. The spare [...]

Xena even matches my bathroom!

I talk a lot about weekend brunch in this space because it’s my favourite meal: it’s leisurely, there’s an emphasis on fruit and other raw goodness, I can have coffee AND orange juice and spritz it up with champagne (mimosa!), it’s easy to accommodate all sorts of dietary restrictions and choices, and it can be [...]

Note the cat nail trimmer off to the right. It’s the only thing saving the armchair from total destruction.
Beano’s giving me his very best “MUST you trim my nails?” look.
As you can see, airline blankets are what’s keeping the fur off the bed. The colourful one on the left is Air Transat. Time to throw [...]

Remember this fiasco back in January when I accidentally locked myself out of the house? My former property manager (Serbian, I think?) saved my hide, along with my neighbour who drove me to fetch the key from the office in the middle of winter and lent me a coat so I wouldn’t freeze that night.
Fast [...]

File this under the category of "Ratty clothes with zero value if sentimental doesn’t count", or "The Stories These Clothes Could Tell".
I think it’s time to retire the Pluto and pine trees boxer shorts — they are at least 17 years old. They belonged to my ex-boyfriend from England, a tall ginger-haired fellow from Hants, [...]

Today’s cameraphone pic: Lord and Lady of Leisure.
Laundry day at the House of Fielding, because Beano (I’m told by the catsitter) threw up on my bed a couple of times over the weekend. He seemed under the weather last night — warmer than usual, very pink nose, listless, antisocial — so I watched him carefully, [...]

I should’ve known the baby gates were no match for a persistent kitty. Not this one, anyway. You can practically see the calculations and computations going on in his head: “Hmmm… will it hold me if I jump from here?”
Xena would’ve figured it out eventually, given time. She’s pretty clever: she’ll just kick back and [...]

I bought two baby gates today off a mother of three in Etobicoke who listed them on Craigslist, and I told her I didn’t have any babies. I was going to say I needed them to keep out random, wandering bandit babies who rifle through my rubbish bin (oh wait, those are raccoons), but she [...]

I arrived back in Toronto today, to find that Beano really does like to wrap himself up like a burrito. It’s cooler in the back room, but still — wouldn’t it be too hot??