Mon bon ami, J’ai écrit cette lettre une dizaine de fois… Peut-être plus. Je pourrais la ré-écrire chaque jour, qu’elle ne me plairait jamais. Au moins ce soir je l’écris en français, car c’est ma langue et c’est celle qui me permet d’être la plus claire, et la plus posée. Je l’écris en français,…… Continue reading I’m sorry…. Tonight I French
Previously published on January 31st, this is one of the first posts making a difference in my early wannabe blogger’s life. It was inspired by, and written for a special friend… It might not be my best writing so far… But it is one of my dearest when I look back. And it is just…… Continue reading Have you seen the stars tonight?
Old… People who know me closely know I hate that word. Unless it is used to describe wine or cheese. “Old” irritates me. “Old” doesn’t exist in my vocabulary. To the limit, I’ll say older. “Old” people get grumpy and bitter. If you don’t fit those 2 categories, you’re not “old”, you’ve just been young…… Continue reading Old – AKA the dirty word.
Etta really knows how to throw a party! All the pumpkin cupcakes and other sweet treats are out there waiting just for you! Come in, discover other great bloggers, and get discovered by them!! Share, share, share!! 🙂 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rtOvBOTyX00 “Mix and Mingles,” “Meet & Greet,” “Blog Parties” are a lot like Awards, they’re a…… Continue reading 🎉🍸🎉 October🎹Blog💃🎶Party🍰 🎉🍡🍗🍺🍸🎉🎈🎉🎈 — Simply Etta D.
Not long ago, I wrote about a homeless man I met during Montréal’s Film Festival… John To be very honest, I almost deleted my post just before hitting the “publish” key. I was afraid the story would give the idea that I was bragging about being nice to the homeless. It wasn’t my intention, I…… Continue reading Dear John Doe’s daughter…
You’d think that after a 10 hours long shift, all I’d be in for would be to hop in my pjs, wrap myself in my favorite blanket and watch my favorite Monday tv shows… But you know how it goes… You’re ready to take it easy, and a good friend calls in, and offers an…… Continue reading Walking in San Francisco…
Yesterday, my traveling feet received some unexpected visit… We were up for a girls’ day out downtown, and although we don’t need to have a good reason to spend time together, it called for a celebration. First of all, it was my very very best friend’s 38th birthday last Friday. That alone was…… Continue reading If you came to Montréal… (6)
My furry alarm clock was set for 7h30 this morning. I didn’t agree, today being the last day of my vacation. But there’s no off button on these babies, and even the snooze is questionnable. So, here I am, up and cutting on much needed beauty sleep. Meh! Luckily, the Internets never sleep, so I…… Continue reading Souvenirs, souvenirs…
It’s been going on for a while. Not a long while, but long enough to start to wonder if I should worry about it. It started on WordPress… I started getting messages, and through flattery, I ended up contacting the person about to stalk me by email. The messages kept coming in, pretty regularly, except…… Continue reading I am being stalked.
Try to tame old demons, and not let them make me look ugly. I don’t want to lose again, not this time. I will laugh about this, someday… with you. And we’ll toast to my revenge on selfdestruction. We will…
Cyranny's Cove 