Lazy But Awesome Way To Clean Silver

Somewhere along the way I was gifted a silver tray that is actually quite stunning. It ended up in my basement for years where I just found it while doing a big declutter. As you can see, it looks like shit.


I saw several posts online about aluminum and baking soda causing a chemical reaction that lifts tarnish, so I thought I’d try it.

You basically line a Tupperware container with aluminum foil, sprinkle with a generous amount of baking soda. Then place your items on that, and sprinkle more baking soda on top.


Then pour enough rolling boil water over the items – enough to submerge them completely. Make sure that they make contact with aluminum foil .

Let it soak for a few minutes and then its just a matter of giving it a good rinse with some soap and water under the tap -no polishing required.

It worked great on all the parts of the tray that are still well covered in silver. There were quite a few spots where the silver plating has worn off, unfortunately that it couldn’t cure


If you have a good quality undamaged silver, I highly recommend trying this. Needless to say, the item will be very very hot so mind your hands when pulling it out of the water

Returning To Me

My brain injury consumed my identity for a while, as did my recovery. All I wanted was a homestead, and it seemed like that dream was ripped from me. Little did I know, that injury fast-tracked to my dream.

This blog was my outlet for venting my struggles, triumphs, self reflections, dreams, ambitions, pet peeves, hobbies-it was like a journal-very healing.

Then I got a job that was all about ‘branding & social media’ -my public voice became completely consumed by work. My venting became highly censored and to be honest, it sucked all the joy and transcendence potential out of the social media experience for me.

Having to be happy & positive all the time is disingenuous and really fucking shallow and boring. So I stopped all personal blogging. This job was all consuming for a while, so I had nothing personal to say-nothing happy anyway.

I’m approaching the big 4-0, and I feel a mid-life “find myself” phase brewing. My life mandate has always prioritized being cozy-this job is so stressful, its impossible to be. But, it has afforded me 1.2 acres we are moving to in a few months, so I’ll gratefully nurture it as a means to an end.

The goal is to make the property self sufficient & to get to a place in my career that is less…combative.

I look forward to returning to posting about things I love-art, animals, nature, cooking, gardening, cozy living off the land. I look forward to more bon fires & less work stress. I look forward to doing more work in the garden & less on the ipad.

I’m truly tired of the rat race, have lost the need to ‘be anyone’ beyond who I already am, in all my fumbling glory. I want to be rewarded in love and laughter- fuck the public recognition. I really tried to make a difference, and I’m exhausted.

I just want to be, without expectation. This is my space to do that, and I’m glad to be back.


Balance Problem? Get A Quad Cane!!!!


Today I took my new & first quad cane out for a test stroll -WOW. Before this cane I could only make it to the end of my street alone. With a regular cane I made it just around the block but really painfully & with much struggle. With this bad boy quad cane, I could walk to China!

I still wobbled once in a while but not as bad as before, and not once did I ever have a ‘gasp’ moment. Before I had a dozen anxiety moments per yard. The cane provided instant stability. It helped A LOT and for the first time in a long time I had a ‘pleasant, peaceful walk’ …beyond pleasant….it was brilliant & awesome!!! At one point I was in such bliss with the sun on my face, wind in my dreads & silence in my mind that I got so filled up with gratitude I actually teared up.

First thing I noticed, is that I have regressed considerably since WSIB stopped my vestibular therapy.  Also, I really tired myself out planning & hosting my mom’s party and I haven’t been ‘right’ since. I’m definitely in a setback. However the more I walked, the easier it got. At first I kept kicking the cane & once it landed on my foot instead of the floor & that almost sent me tumbling, so definitely be aware of every move you make at first.

When the ground is really uneven and rickety that cane struggles a bit & so will you….but no where near as bad as without it. Avoid big cracks in the pavement or sidewalk/grass borders. 

I hit one stretch that was BRUTAL. It was about 4-5 house widths of sidewalk that looked like it was damaged by a small earthquake. It was cracked beyond belief at all different angles. It was a bitch to cross. When the ground leveled out again, I immediately turned around & forced myself to walk the ‘bad patch’ one more time right away. It was way easier the second time.

For the first time in a long time, no one pissed me off. It was all smiles & hello’s. A nice boy approx 18 held the door very patiently and at Coffee Time the customer service girl offered me table service-bless her. Coffee Time was quite a challenging triumph destination & I took the long way!  I treated myself to lunch by myself, with myself for the first time since December 2010.

By the time I made it back to my block my inner ear was really really fuzzy/numb…this often happened during physiotherapy, it means stuff is realigning. I knew it was a good thing. My ears were ringing for several hours & on-off all evening since my walk. They ring a lot anyway, but its really bad tonight. I know I got a great workout today-I feel it….but not in the burned out going-to-be-sick kind of way like before. I came home feeling tired but fabulous. After a rest I even cooked dinner-and not a quick fry either. I never would have been able to do that after a cane-less walk, and today I did 3 times the distance!

In terms of the physical benefits other than not falling on my ass & making me hate the world, I noticed immediately that I was standing tall & straight (unlike before) and it felt “off” -it forced me to keep good posture, which feels uncomfortable, but in a good way-like physio

. Also, walking with the cane, it really slows you down & forces you to stay at a steady pace as opposed to rushing to keep up with other pedestrians which kindly kept away leaving me lots of room.

I had 2 major thoughts the whole time:

“OMG! OMG! This is WAY easier!!! This feels GREAT!!!!!! I want to do this every day!!!!!!”

“Why f*ck did I wait so long?? Because my stupid ego, dumbass. I could have spared myself a year of anguish!!! Cazzo!”

All these weeks I have been worried about how ugly it was…but once I was out there, it felt SO good, it never even crossed my mind. The second you touch it, its instant relief. You still get queasy here and there still, and you’ll till wobble a bit…but still, the difference is ASTOUNDING!!!!

Today I fell in love with that cane. I’m in love, totally and completely. L-O-V-E it. I want to dress it up & give it a name kind of love. Seriously.

So, moral of the story: If you have a balance problem that isn’t getting better or is getting worse, and you don’t have a quad cane because its too ugly for your cool self, get the f*ck over it quick. That quad cane turns torture to comfort, panic to peace-if you have to live in this condition, you should at least be kind enough to yourself to be as comfortable as possible, and with the cane, I was pretty darned cozy.

IMPORTANT-Buy your cane at a reputable supplier that knows how to measure  & fit it properly for your height!!!




Spa Gift Ingredients – check!

   I couldn’t find the jars, but got all the ingredients needed (except for peppermint essential oil) for $50.

Best of all, these items are all staples, so anything left over will be put to good use.  Nothing will  go to waste here!

Was excited to find Raffia for decorating the jars for only $1

The one I’m most excited about are my Holiday Spirit Jars-more to come on that soon. I’ll give you a hint, smells good & sparkly!

I estimate the jars to be approx $30. That means 30 gifts for $80.  Only $2.67 each-not bad at all.

Nov 11 – Remember

Today I send gratitude to all who serve & I wish the world peace, so every soldier can come home for good.

 The only way to honour soldiers is to end war. Stop sending our children off to die in order to make some asshole rich. These days, the war-machine has our children fighting to serve greed not freedom, despite what the commercials tell you.  War is ugly-period.

My grandfather fought in WW2. We weren’t allowed to talk about it in front of him. The only time he brought it up was if I whined about something I didn’t want to eat. He’d flip out & lecture me about his days in the prisoner-of-war camp. How all he got to eat was rotten potato and soup that had rats, bugs and once even a shoe floating in it. He would get emotional talking about it and then very quiet. My dad says my grandpa had to find his own way home after the war. Sent to suffer & then abandoned.

My nonna told me stories about him coming home with scurvy & being nursed back to health with straight olive oil & lemon juice-the only thing he could keep down for weeks.

My nonna didn’t fight in the war, but being only 15, it certainly impacted her view of the world. She had a miserable adolescence filled in terror, and she’s still angry, cynical & bitter. She loves to talk of those days: bomb raids, evil soldiers, running up to concentration camp trains to sneak thin breadsticks through the slits to feed the prisoners headed to death camps, walking through fields with a rake looking for dead bodies (they were paid per body by the army)

War is ugly-period.

Today I thank soldiers for their good intentions, for their sacrifice. I thank their families for what they have to endure, and often have to lose.

To Stephen Harper I offer my middle finger today-for screwing over veterans affairs, and for being a willing war monger, militarizing this once peaceful nation.

To remember is to end all war-period

Calling on Child Artists!!!

Many years ago I wrote a children’s book called Liam’s Magic Rocket. As I’m nursing my recovery, hubby is putting it online for free on (like i did the cookbook )

I’m too sick to illustrate it.

My friend JP illustrated here a few years back & has generously been hosting it on his website:

I have always wanted to see it illustrated by children 12 & under, since this was inspired for them.

PARAMETERS: Below is the book. Each phrase separated by a space is a separate page I need a picture for + I need a cover that reflects the theme of the book. I am open to any creative expression of those words that can be sent to me in a very good quality JPEG format. Paint, draw, photography etc- whatever-however they interpret the words.

I will be using a variety of the best entries, so it isn’t necessary for a child to commit to illustrating the entire book, just the phrases that inspire them.

A NOTE TO PARENTS: I understand that it might be fun to see your kid’s work selected but please back off on guiding or helping them too much on this project. Trust me when i say, your kid knows more than you. Please let them choose the phrases that inspire them & let them come up with the concept. I want to see how children interpret these words. This book is for them. Thanks for letting their own intuition guide them on this one.

If their piece is selected, their name, picture & short bio will be included in the book and they will receive by mail a certificate of merit & gratitude.

The deadline for entries is Nov 16 2011. Please send your JPEG entry to
Please include the child artist’s name, age, photo & what phrase they illustrated. Thanks in advance!

Liam’s Magic Rocket

Liam was a happy boy that sometimes felt alone. Especially because he sometimes felt that God was far from home. He looked up at the sky, all the mysteries that it concealed and wondered why god refused to be revealed… “If only I had a rocket, surely I could make it fly. In space I bet that I’ll find god then I can ask him why”

Liam’s friends & family went without & gave him all that they had. Just because they loved him, fulfilling his wish would make them glad! Liam’s open heart & mind helped that rocket fly, higher than the highest of highs way past stars & sky! Then that rocket landed, somewhere past the moon… liam got prepared surely god would come so soon.

Liam waited and he waited He searched out & in, & low & high “I give up on seeing god” he said sadly with a cry. then there was a light, purest white from heaven’s heart. Beings appeared in the starry night & left liam in a start!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ALIENS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! “be not afraid little liam we come from this distant land we had seen you coming & we feel that you are sad” “we know it is god you seek and we know your quest is true but god is not so far away God dwells deep inside of you”

God is inside of me?

God is in the everything, in every flower and budding tree. God is in the ocean & in all of life’s mysteries.

god is in the light & god is in the dark god is in every ending & in every fresh new start

God is in all animals God is in all trees God is in every person That is here, gone or yet to be

If you want to speak to god Inside yourself you will surely find, The Everything inside your heart, the path is stillness of mind and so……

sit in gentle silence, sit still & feel the love. When you feel the flutters & tingles, you know god has surely come

The alien held up his hand from his fingers a lightening bolt & liam awoke in his cozy bed with a startle & a jolt!

he lay his head back down & gently quieted his mind his heart began to open & the light began to shine…

the moral of this story: for those who think god would be cool to find… just open your heart, and silence your mind!