Peter and Coco Win The Betty

I need to do a little more research before I post the column I intended to post this week, because Loyal Reader, you deserve the best I can give you. I hope to have that column up next week. In the meantime, here’s a look at one of the mammals residing at Chez Montreuil-Stevenson.

Roxanne Tellier – Modern Motherhood

Over the years, I, and many other writers, have written columns thanking our mothers for being our beloved mothers. The overall tone of these columns tends to favour the sappy and romantic notions we see in greeting cards, and in Hallmark movies. And that’s great! Mom’s put up with a lot dealing with their kids and being a mom, and they deserve at least one day a year in which their hard work is acknowledged. 

Segarini – What Entertained My Mom

There’s a link to my Annual Mother’s Day Tribute to my Mother at the bottom of this column, but I decided to do something different this year.

Peter Goes Back to Bed with Betty

Well, I am grateful to be back, thank you all for your comments and support. This week I am going to be writing about “gratitude” and being a nice person, inter alia. 

Roxanne Tellier – What’s Normal Anyway?

People are funny; they want their lives to be interesting and noteworthy, but most of us are good for

about 24 hours of novelty before we’re pining for ‘the good old days.’

Peter VS Technology

Did you know that I hate technology?

I suppose that I should explain.

I don’t hate technology all the time, but there are times when it is very difficult to feel anything more than bemusement about it. In support of this conclusion, I present a recent “interface” which I was barely able to endure.

Roxanne Tellier – What Price Freedom and for Whom?

“The “Freedom Convoy” that converged in Ottawa on Jan. 28 began in response to the federal government’s move to require Canadian truck drivers crossing the U.S. border be fully vaccinated to avoid testing and quarantine requirements, but has evolved into a protest of all public health measures aimed at fighting the COVID-19 pandemic. Organizers say they will not end their protest until all measures are dropped.”  Ottawa Citizen, Feb 13, 2022

Peter Takes a Pinto to Aspen

As September 1978 drew to a close, it was obvious that our 1972 Pinto, which incidentally was the subject of a previous column, was “…pining for the fjords…”, so off we went car shopping, which made us the proud owners of a new 1978 silver painted 4 door Dodge Aspen sedan with red imitation leather interior. We arranged to pick up the newest “member of the family” on the following Saturday. Our  plan was to pick up our new car then drop the old “buggy” off at the scrapyard.

Peter Goes to the Mall

A few columns ago I mentioned that I wasn’t especially hard on myself if I had trouble remembering something. I probably should have been a little more specific about that, as I certainly wouldn’t want you to think that I was going through Life like a “potty” Peter Sellers character, getting by mainly through the kindness ( and tolerance  😉 ) of others.

Peter – Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da

After I had opened one of my Christmas presents from Betty, I smiled and said “Well, that’s as subtle as a ‘bag of hammers'”. She had given me an electric razor, as my hair follicles have been working overtime for the last two years, and I have been channeling my inner “Grizzly Adams”.

We had an excellent Christmas, by the way, Santa was good to both of us. My birthday and New Year’s flashed past and suddenly here we are in 2022.