Autumn trip to the cottage

What a beautiful fall weekend. We decided to take advantage and to enjoy probably what will be our last weekend at the lake this year. We were looking forward to seeing our great daughter and her great husband and our two grand dogs, all who live year round at the cottage.

This weekend we vowed to get an earlier start and have an earlier arrival, than we usually do. No matter how hard we try and how organized we are, we always  seem to arrive at three o’clock. This weekend was to be different. We aimed to leave at 9:00 A.M.  We left a little after 10. We made a quick stop to pick up organic steaks the only kind, our resident cottagers will eat. To save time we decided to forgo our usual  shopping/ pit stop /and lunch break at the Costco in Barrie–the halfway point between home and cottage. Instead we opted to shop at Galati’s super market for the other cottage food requirements—but first We stopped to get gas . Hubby put his credit card in the gas pump  and couldn’t get it out . He called the attendant over. The attendant tugged and twisted at it for about a half hour. He gave up and called the manager. The manager tried and gave up. He called shell head office and someone there pressed a button to release his card that the machine had clamped down on. Apparently the pump thought Dan was a credit card thief. Perhaps it was because Dan had a senior moment and entered the wrong pin number twice on this seldom used credit card to collect air miles. in any event the police were not called, he got his credit card back, but our car was still gasless.  He pulled over to another pump and used our regular credit card.

  After stopping at the supermarket and buying the few  things that were on the shopping list, plus numerous things that were  not on the shopping list, we were on our way once again. It is the thanksgiving weekend and traffic was bumper to bumper. It was about 1:30 and we realized we did not have lunch and it was time to take our pills { oh the joys of getting older}. We stopped at Tim Hortins for a gourmet lunch. We arrived at the cottage at exactly 3:00 o’clock. At least we are consistent.

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About epsnider

E.P SNIDER is the pen name that I used to publish "WHY ME- a memoir". I used a pen name so as not to embarrass my spouse, my offspring, their offspring, my grand dogs and my friends. A dream came true when I had my first book published at the age of sixty-nine. "WHY ME? "is a collection of memoirs recounted from various stages of my life and the lives of those that I love or like at least some of the time. Most of the incidences are humorous-some are not. I am a senior but I feel more like a junior except for the aches and pains. When I look in the mirror I often see my mother or some other aging lady with wrinkles and sun spots. The amount and depth of wrinkling depends on which mirror I am looking into, the degree of lighting and how well my skin absorbed the moisturizing cream that day. Although I am mature in years, maturity is definitely not one of my virtues. If something strikes me as funny I get the giggles. Most of my family and many of our friends have a rather warped sense of humour-so I giggle a lot. Laughter plays an important role in our lives. My friends were a significant inspiration for me to begin my writing career. For the past number of years hubby and I have been spending part of the winter season in Florida to escape the sometimes bitter cold climate in Toronto Canada. Every year I send emails to those left behind. To my delight they find my emails to be hysterical and a cure for their winter doldrums. They compare my style of writing to that of the late Erma Bombeck. For those of you not familiar with the author-- she was a beloved American humorist in the 1970's and 1980's. I have loved literature and creative writing from an early age. I spent some of my growing up years in Alberta and won a prize for a best poem commemorating Alberta's bicentennial year. My grade seven teacher was a large and forceful woman, with white hair and course bristly white chin hairs to match. We were all intimidated by her and thus listened intently as she drilled us about parsing sentences and adverbs and adjectives. She provided me with a good basis of the English language. In addition to "Why Me" I have had a short essay published in a book of assorted memoirs by Canadian woman. I currently write for our Toronto Condominium newspaper. I hope to do more writing, although I am not sure if my family can cope with any more of my meltdowns when blocks of written material mysteriously disappear off of my computor. I admit I am computor and electronically challenged, but I will persevere. - - - - - - - - - - - Writing has been a passion of mine through out my life. Ever since I took a step forward and entered into the world of computers, a new world of opened up for me. I found myself engrossed in writing emails with lengthy updates about my life's recent highlights. To my delight, people found me...funny! I then offered to write for my condo newsletter, and I recently had a short memoir published. For the last several years I became glued to my computer, transferring my hand-written life adventure notes to an actual story of my life's defining moments. Finally, at the age of 69, I was done... I wrote a book! AND it's actually published. People are reading it. People are enjoying it. I am thrilled! Plus, it's one of the greatest gifts I could ever give my family. Talk about a dream come true. My advice to you: Think positive, keep your eye on the prize, and you too can enjoy as your dreams and desires come to fruition.
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2 Responses to Autumn trip to the cottage

  1. Wow, I make those mistakes sometimes. I guess I’d better be more careful from now on. I didn’t even know gas pumps could do that. How frustrating.

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  2. epsnider says:

    Strange things happen to us. Whatever can go wrong will, but we continue to force ourselves to smile and hope that one day we will look back and laugh at the situations we found our selves in.Thank you for commenting on my blog.

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