I was raised in rural Ontario. Summers were spent boating, camping with friends, and listening to my dad play his old acoustic Gibson guitar (Bluegrass). I’m a bit of a hick and happy about it.
In 1997 I got hitched to a wonderful fella named Ian. Never thought I’d get married. We bought the ring while lost in New York after visiting the Guggenheim, and he proposed in Atlantic City. It’s a long story.
Home is the Okanagan, in British Columbia. Our house was built in 1947 and we’ve been “renovating” it since 2007. Oh, what I would give to have someone magically appear to finish the drywall…
We have three cats: Jackson aka The Dude, Jasper our troubled middle child, and Tippy the instigator.