Bring on the Patio’s – Oakville Style

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Although I do consider myself a rather happy person most days, this weather is killing me.  Unless I’m under a blanket, lying horizontal on my couch with a cracking fire, I’m not digging it!  And please, don’t even get me started on what it’s doing to my hair. (*insert princess emoji)  I don’t really bother ‘prepping’ it for work anymore, because well, wind & rain are not my friend.  I arrive resembling something like this,  so why even bother.

On the upside, this is my latest article from Neighbours of Olde Oakville/Joshua Creek.  I’m willing some nice weather to come our way ~ if you think it, it will come, or something like that.

I’m just getting tired of wearing my wellies everyday to work.  Sloshing around in my rubber boots is frowned upon in the cafeteria.

NOTE*   I chose the above patio pic, although not in Oakville, it’s one of my fav’s ~ aside from the cost of an airline ticket and a cold beer, I could sit there all….day….long!

Read on…

It’s May – and you know what THAT means – The start of patio season! Need I say more?  I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m done with this gloomy weather.  It’s grinding me into dust.  I need some puffy blue clouds and “Mr. Golden Sun” to please shine down on me.

I’m tired of eating inside the restaurants, staring longingly at the stacked tables, chairs and umbrella’s all covered in tarps and bungee cord.

Being a sun worshiper, I do love the outdoor patio’s and will go to great lengths to find just the right spot.  I am also careful to be mindful that not everyone likes to live on the surface of the sun, like yours truly.  I will ask for an umbrella strategically placed close by for all my “slim shady” friends!

Oakville has so many beautiful patios, and I think this summer, just for fun, I’ll try to eat at each one of them, at least once.  I will be like the female version of Anthony Bourdain, Oakville Style.  I’m sure I can find some humorous anecdotes to write about.  Who’s with me! 

So, aside from the odd flea landing in your soup, you can be rest assured you will engage in some good conversation and will undoubtedly run into a lot of friends, who like you, have been hibernating, waiting for the patio season to kick start.

Please go ahead, you can call me a “Lady Who Lunches.” I’m ok with that handle!  I do work 9-5 (*wink*), but still manage to be a lady, who adores her lunches!  Don’t be so judgy!  A girls gotta eat, I say.   Nothing like a soup and sammie lunch, some good giggles and perhaps at least one cold beer or glass of wine interjected into your beautiful day of work meets play!

Feel free to reach out if you want on board that patio tour!   I think we could have a boat load of fun!  

Yours in sunscreen,



That wonderful, glorious Guardian Angel..


I want to meet him/her.  She saved my nephews life.  (I’ll just go with She… 😉 )

As most of you know, my nephew Steven was involved in a very serious car accident last week, and the news shook us to the core.  The call you never want to get.  You can read my initial blog posting here about what transpired.

He should have died.  Sorry to be so blunt, but it’s true.  He was on life support.

I spent 4 days in Calgary, staying by my nephews side, as anyone would, playing nurse, and making sure things were organized for my sister and her husband.  I’m not sure where one gathers the strength from, but we all stood for four days straight fitting in the odd lunch/dinner when we could.   I was doing my small part in keeping him clean and tidy, untucking and refolding blankets, as he tossed and turned in agony.

The Dr.’s all marveled at how quickly Steven was progressing.  We were told to take everything 12 hours at a time.  We watched over him with each passing hour, waiting patiently for the next step.

Below is a small excerpt from my sisters Facebook post.  She initially wasn’t going to use Social Media to tell her story, but felt the need to reach out, and thank those all around the world that have been praying for his recovery.

…Most importantly, god listened and granted us a miracle.  On Friday his breathing tube was removed, and Steven’s road to recovery had begun.  He has had  facial surgery to reconstruct his jaw (now with elastics till fully healed)  and left side of his face.  His spleen has been emobilized.  We have long days ahead of us, as he goes through both physical and emotional therapy, but our family with fight through this.   Steven is walking, talking and has been moved out of ICU.  Again, so very grateful.  We have cried, but more importantly we can now laugh.  Steven can be a funny guy, and thankfully strong willed ~ he wants to fight, he wants to live.  I can’t wait to get him home with us…

I did not want to leave. I cried when he couldn’t see me, and made every attempt to make him laugh when we were together.  I have some great video of both of us chatting, that I will share with him when he’s fully recovered.  I’m sure he will get a kick out of it.  I feel I created an even stronger bond with my nephew, one that will never be broken.  He is strong, and I know with all my heart, he will once again be back on his feet, living a full and happy life.

I do believe in the power of prayer ~ now more than ever. You have to believe in a greater power when it comes to something like this. Steven was saved. His Grandma would most likely appreciate a shout out for this.  At last glance, she was leading the polls with most prayers sent…. ❤

Now it’s my turn.  My turn to thank each and every one of you that reached out to me, sending your love and prayers.  It was the best feeling in the world to sit down and read text after text from family and friends, showing support for my nephew.  We will have lots to share with him.  This will turn into a wonderful life journey for Steven, I can feel it.

And to that wonderful glorious Guardian Angel, thank you. Thank you for holding Steven in your loving arms, making sure he was safe and making it possible for him to stay a little longer on this beautiful planet earth.  Steven is meant for greater things.  We have to believe this.

All my love and adoration to you all, and a special thank you to my sister and her husband Trevor for their strength and patience with Aunty during this, the most horrible time of their lives.

Now, to lighten the mood, I do have to share that my sister and I almost came to blows when cleaning out Stevens room, prepping for his arrival home.  I felt like we could have been on an episode of Hoarders.  She keeps stuff, and I purge. “Really Lisa, do you need to keep 15 (yes I counted) little Christmas hand towels, and why the hell are they in his room anyway.”   “How many pairs of nylons do you need, there are 28 here in two drawers, and again, why are they in HIS room..” (Yes I counted those too).    It wasn’t pretty.  I love her to bits, but only I will know how much was thrown out, that she will never, ever in a million years, ever miss!  Steven’s room is now ready and EMPTY!  Come on home!


A Tangled Mess ~ Good news for yours truly!


Most days I try to jot notes down in my personal journal if I hear something I want to remember.  Then there can also be lags of time where I don’t use it at all.  I think we can thank our IPhones for this.  I make good use of my “notes” app, and will use it to remind me of anything and everything ~ a quick grocery store list, best place to buy Spanx, bars I like, restaurant recommendations, and most importantly, all the Netflix movies I discuss with others.  As an aside, I think I really need about 6 months alone on a deserted island (except for power and a really good internet provider) to get caught up!  Doesn’t that sound heavenly! Throw in a lounge chair and a drink with an umbrella in it, and I may never surface again!

AAAAANYWAY, my notes then reminds me to Blog.  I do however, often think that, as much as I enjoy writing them, my following is not that large.  Who really cares.  Do you really want to hear about my day and the craziness it can be, or my random thoughts, “From My Perspective” as my blog is titled.  Well, then, as luck would have it, something happened… a direct message from twitter.

At the time, I was busy in my room trying to sort out my tangled necklaces.  I know, you’re jealous right?  How much fun can YOU have on a Thursday night.  They were all in a muddled mess and can make me late for work some days!!  I just happened to glance down at my phone and saw a message.

Long story short, this lady told me that I need to reach a wider audience than just a few of my pals on WordPress and would I be interested.  I won’t go into great detail about how she pees her pants laughing at some of my drivel, but she did want me to call her asap.  She had an opportunity for me too good to pass up.  After I replied back (without thinking or even consulting my lawyer),  we set a time to connect. I couldn’t focus anymore, and threw the clump back into my jewelry box.  I’ll soon have people to do this for me, I thought! 😉

I threw a fist pump in the air, muttered a soft “yes” under my breath, and flopped down onto my bed.  I then took a quick gander over to my window to be sure my blinds were closed. They were…Whew!   For me, this was exactly what I have always wanted.  It’s going to start out small, but I feel a motion picture isn’t too far from reality!  OK who are we kidding. I’ll stop…

So for now, it’s back to reality, and The Crown! I’m still trying to get the image of the Queen out of my head after that naughty little scene where her hubby aka King, so eloquently stated …

Two options, either I get some stilts so I can reach the heights of my new tall woman, or…(slight dramatic pause)…or, she can get on her knees! 

Hot Damn!  That was good wasn’t it!

Stay tuned my loyal followers…