It’s the same thing every summer. Here we are, just over halfway through, and I don’t know where the time has gone. Of course, there are more things that I would like to do than I’ll get time for, and there are the things that simply have to get done.
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May 7, 2025
I recently learned about additive and subtractive manufacturing. Well, I learned that they exist. Additive manufacturing is when you create something by putting material together – adding. Subtractive manufacturing, on the other hand, is when things are create through a process of removal – subtraction. Like anything, each has its advantageous and disadvantageous. I’m curious to know if they can serve as analogies for life.
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October 17, 2023
I’m forever asking Hannah if she can see my boobs through the shirt I’m wearing. I hold them like they need to be supported while asking. Every time, she says that she can’t. “Really? You can’t see my moobs?”
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September 28, 2023
It happened again today. Somebody told me that the reason people keep asking me for help is because I keep saying, “Yes”. I was probably complaining about feeling overwhelmed or simply too busy.
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September 2, 2023
I was up until 3 am this morning, taking photos of pens. I wanted to make sure to get some pictures before delivering them. This afternoon, we made our way over to Bill Miles for Men to deliver 18 pens.
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August 22, 2023
A year ago today, I picked up Genevieve and Eloise. They had different names, Wynonna and Loretta, respectively. I wanted French names, not ones that sounded like characters in a Western. Genevieve is named after a passing fancy from my university days. Eloise because it’s just a lovely name.
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August 18, 2023
Almost a month ago, we signed up with Aro Market, a shop that sells crafts. It’s like a street market in a store. It’s all right. Tomorrow, we’re going in to set up our shelf.
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August 16, 2023
Some days are slower than others. Today, we took a pedal boat around the lagoon at Bowness Park. We were never moving too fast. For an hour, without any gusto, we pedalled.
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August 11, 2023
On the plane, I asked Hannah if I was going home or to my hometown. She said that it’d be my hometown because it’s the place where I grew up. Where I live now, Toronto, is my home. She then asked me if Toronto feels like home. I said that it doesn’t quite, partly because we’re renting.
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