The 5 Ws: A Tale of Moi

WHO am I...

I'm Brenda, a 48 year old granny from Canada. You'll see I use the term "Canuckhoovian" a lot. It was coined by a good BBS friend of mine, Cowboy Jon. He passed away recently but the word keeps him with me and makes me smile.

I've been married for over 27 years and managed to raise, with my husband's help, 3 children: 2 daughters and a son.

I'm wider than the little lady who's rocking back and forth to your left, my hair HAS been that colour occasionally and I can wear that shamrock proudly; at least 3/4 of me can. I'm happy to say that the other 1/4 is French. Above all, I am Canadian, through and through!!

Other than the green slippers I'm wearing as I type this, I guess I bear no resemblance whatsoever to that graphic, but it's so nifty, eh?

WHAT am I

... ummmmmm .......
Apart from my family titles of Mom, Grandma and "Have you seen my glasses?" (I think that's my husband's term of endearment for me! hmmmm), I am a cyberbum. I'm an IRCer extraordinaire. I spend hours wandering around WWW and I've found some great sites that I'm happy to share with you here.

In the real world I like to read. I enjoy most genres but confess that there is nothing like spending a few hours solving a nice murder. Give the murder a psychological twist like Jonathan Kellerman or his wife Faye does and you have one happy Canuck! Halter Marek wrote a great book called Sons of Abraham. It's an historical novel based on his family from the time of the fall of Jerusalem to World War Two.

I crochet, do word puzzles, would play Trivial Pursuit if anyone would play with me and enjoy music of all kinds.

Join the conga line to see a sampling of the types of music I like and have in my .wav collection.

Click here to see what you might see!


WHERE am I...

Well, I'm in Ontario. For those of you aren't Canucks, Ontario is a province. It's east of Manitoba and west of Qu�bec. This globe will take you to where I call home.

WHEN am I...

YIKES!! What a thing to ask, eh? I hear it all the time, though.

When are you going to come to bed? When are you going to make supper? When are you coming for a nice visit?

Soooo many variations of the "when" question. "I don't know" ceased to be an acceptable answer just about the time I got a modem.

After a few trials and errors, I almost always have good answers now. My modem and my Internet access has honed my organizational skills to a fine point. I am the cyberversion of that old song I can bring home the bacon, fry it up in the pan...

After 2 years of BBSing and 20 months of Interneting, I can IRC and do laundry, unravel the web and whip up meals, get the dishes done in between writing email and have a nice, hot bath while I'm downloading. As for actually leaving the house and visiting people? Well..... hmm.... we did have a power outage once or twice! BUT as you can, see it I handled it in a mature fashion.

When am I logged on? Well, when I am fully awake in the morning, my timer says I've been on an hour! It's not an addiction, though.

WHY am I...

Oh, man! That's even harder to answer than what I am!

I decided to set up these pages mainly because I wanted to prove I could. At least that's why this website exists.

I'm fast realizing, though, that now that I've proved it, I'll never be free of it.

As to why I exist, I haven't the vaguest notion beyond the biological reason.

Maybe if we knew why we're on this earth then we could just get on with it and be done with all the other crap, eh?.

Maybe I'm supposed to make the unending webpage! "This is the page that never ends... yes it goes on and on, my friends."

(I watch wa-a-a-a-y too much childrens' programming with my grandson)

Bear in mind as you wander through these halls that all rooms are still being decorated, and that I tend to view things in ways a tad differently than some.

Places you can soon get to:

A Canuckhoovian Biography
Canuckhoovian Trivia