All in a Day Redux

Whee, that was so much fun!

Thanks to Alan Neal and my friends at CBC Radio Ottawa for giving me a chance to talk about my 365 project on All in a Day today! I was having quite the little moment while I was sitting in the anteroom waiting for my turn to go on, when Laurence Wall AND Alan Neal AND Ian Black were all in the studio together. CBC Ottawa trifecta!!! And dork that I am, I was too shy to say hello to either Laurence or Ian as they hustled out of the studio.

In my vast radio interview experience (comprising all of three appearances, media whore that I am) this was by far the most fun. Want to listen in? Here it is!

Project 365 Conclusion on All in a Day

(It might take a second for the MP3 to finish downloading. Be patient! Interview courtesy of and copyright Canadian Broadcasting Corporation.)

For those of you who are visiting for the first time, welcome! If you’re interested in Project 365, you can read more about it by perusing 52 weeks’ worth of blog posts, or you can see the all 365 pictures on Flickr. (If you open two tabs, you can watch the slideshow while the mp3 of the show is playing in the other tab — I only wish I was clever enough to figure out how to combine the two!!)

I also write a lot about parenting issues and fun things to do with kids in Ottawa… among a few thousand other things, should you like to pull up a chair and stay awhile.

(And Julie, to answer your question from yesterday’s comments? Alan Neal is even nicer than he seems on the radio. Hard to believe, but true!)

Beyond 365, erm, 366

So are you getting tired of the 365 posts yet? I’m pretty sure this will be the last one. Well, kind of.

First, I wanted to share with you the very exciting (for me!) news that I’ll be on All in a Day on CBC Radio One tomorrow afternoon, talking to Alan Neal about the end of the 365 project. You might remember I was on the show back in July with former host Adrian Harewood, when I hit the half way point. On Wednesday, the last day of the project, I was driving around town listening to CBC (as always!) and thinking, “Hmmm, I wonder if it would seem needy of me if I pinged my friends at CBC and said, “So, just by the way, I’m done that 365 project…” but promptly forgot all about it. Until, that is, I opened my e-mail the next morning and there they were, wondering if I wanted to come back and chat about the big finale. So of course I said yes!

I’ll be on tomorrow afternoon, right after the 3:30 news. That also happens to be, I know from my CBC Radio addiction, just after Alan checks in with Ian Black on the weather. Dare I hope to meet both Alan, to whom I’ve been listening since back in the Ottawa Noon days, AND Ian Black? Squeeee!

Ahem, anyway, beyond my schoolgirl crushes on a good number of CBC Radio and TV personalities, I have more news. Well, sort of news.

It took about three days for me to really start missing the daily picture routine. It wasn’t so bad the first day, although Beloved did raise his eyebrows at me when I grabbed the camera on the way out the door on Thursday morning. I shrugged my shoulders and said, “It’s habit, I’d feel naked if I didn’t have it with me.” But in the evenings, between the end of dinner and the beginning of the bedtime routine, I’ve truly felt lost. That was my picture time, where I sorted and processed and posted the picture of the day most days, and that’s when I most keenly missed the project. Go figure.

Not only that, but everything I look at lately seems to be begging to be photographed. The light is coming back, and it’s making the most mundane things seem enticing. I can’t help myself.

So I’m not exactly embarking upon another 365. I figure I’ll call it (because a project needs a name, if for no other reason than I need a place to keep it on the blog!) The Thousand Picture Project. There’s 365 days in a year, so there’s 1095 days in three years. It should take me about three years of daily pix to get to the thousand mark, give or take — and I’m already a third of the way there! If I don’t take a picture every day, that’s okay, and if I take 17 pictures in one day, that gives me more than two weeks of fodder. I think it will work out. I need the project part for inspiration and a reason to haul around my camera, but I’m free of the need to stress over finding a picture — a good picture — on days when there simply is not one to be found.

Best of both worlds, I think. Now, what about you? The 365 blog posts get very few comments, but so many of you have said you’re interested in the process behind the pictures and my commentary on them. Shall I continue with the weekly picture blog posts?

Thanks, always, for your input! (I remember back when I started blogging, the prevalent idealistic advice was to blog as if nobody was listening, and that blogging in a manner which was cognizant of what the readers wanted was seen to be pandering. I think those days are long gone! The Thousand Picture Project, like it’s big brother the 365 Project, are entirely for my own satisfaction — but it’s a pleasure and a delight to be able to share them with you!)

Don’t forget to tune in to CBC Radio tomorrow after the 3:30 news — cuz hey, nothing strokes your ego more than knowing your photography is ideal for radio!! 😉

Project 365: Post Script (alternate title: In which she demonstrates her inability to count to 365)

Hmmm, seems a little anti-climactic to be posting about Project 365 again after my big finish on Wednesday, but there’s a couple of last little afterthoughts, as well as the pictures I took since my last update and before the big finale that never got their day in the sun.

But first, you know what the most challenging part of the whole damn 365 was? It wasn’t coming up with things to photograph, or actually processing and posting the pictures. It wasn’t the hassle of carrying my camera *everywhere* or the inconvenience to my family. The hardest part of the whole damn project?

Counting to 365.

I can’t tell you how many times I had to go back and renumber my pictures because I had miscounted somewhere. And ever since I started counting ahead to figure out exactly which calendar day would mark day 365, I’ve been vaguely puzzling over the date in my mind. If there’s 365 days in the year, and I started my project on January 20, 2009, then logic dictates that I’d finish on January 19, 2010? Right? So when I counted ahead in late December and realized the final day would fall on January 20 instead of January 19, I flipped back through a couple of weeks’ worth of pictures and checked the dates, and when everything seemed in order I just kind of shrugged my shoulders and said “Oh well.” But it bugged me, and bugged me, and bugged me, until finally last night I went back through the whole damn project and there it was.

I counted day 204 twice, once on August 11 and again on August 12. Dammit, now I’m going to have to go back and re-label the whole damn thing Project 366!!! Or maybe Project 365+1? Just doesn’t have the same snap, does it?

Sigh.

Anyway, here’s the last couple of pix from last week, including the penultimate pic that was apparently actually the big finale.

On Friday, we spent most of the day and well into the night putting up content on our site at work to show the relief efforts in Haiti. After a long and wrenching week of heartbreaking stories, this was the only way I could think of to explain my feelings. “Light a candle for Haiti.”

360:365 Light a candle for Haiti

Katie for one is thrilled to no longer have to deal with me and my camera any longer.

362:365 Peekaboo Katie

One last shot of busy hands at work. (I called the Magna-Doodle a classic toy in the caption for this one on Flickr, and people said the Magna-Doodle is far from a classic toy. To me, if it doesn’t have batteries, downloadable parts or a corresponding online life, it’s classic. Whaddya think?)

363:365 Artist at work

Now trains? Definitely a classic toy. And although I’ve done the “baby playing with trains” shot before, you can really never have enough baby bokeh in your life.

361:365 Baby bokeh

And finally, the penultimate shot, which was apparently the ultimate shot, could I only count to 365. This is all the gear I didn’t have 365 — erm, 366 — days ago when I started this project: a Duaflex II, a Baby Brownie Special, a Brownie Reflex, an SB-600 flash, an off-camera cable extension for the SB-600, a gorillapod (excellent for securing your Nikon to the chandelier, should the need arise!), an Aurora mini-softbox, a set of four close-up filters, not one but TWO 50 mm f1.8 lenses, a polarizing filter, a remote trigger (also very useful when your camera is suspended from the chandelier) and several bits of lens and camera cleaning stuff — all taken through the viewfinder of my darling vintage Duaflex IV.

364:365 The penultimate shot!

So there you have it. Project 365 (plus one!).

Project 365: A year in pictures!

The end. 🙂

Project 365: Fini!

Holy crap, I did it!

I’m not sure that I was convinced, back when I launched this project a year ago, that I really expected to actually finish it. And I can’t even begin to tell you how much I’ve learned.

A year ago, I was using my Nikon dSLR mostly in the program modes. I didn’t know what bokeh was, and I’d never heard of TtV photography. I had a passing understanding of the basics of photography — shutter speed vs aperture vs ISO, depth of field, rule of thirds, exposure compensation, etc etc etc — but I rarely consciously employed them and even more rarely pushed their boundaries or deliberately ignored them in wondering what the result would be. I never mucked about with my camera settings. I thought using Photoshop made images less “true” and never post-processed any of my images save to correct egregious errors. I was shy about pointing my camera at anything but the most obvious photographic subjects in public, and would never dreamed of approaching a stranger and asking them if I could photograph them. I’d never shot in RAW and posted all my images in straight-out-of-the-camera colour. I didn’t know what EXIF data, rear-curtain shutter, tilt-shifting, hot shoes, photoshop actions or vignetting were. I could count on one hand the number of times I’d posted a photo to a group on Flicrk, or made a comment, or received a comment.

I’ve come a long way, baby! I’ve had more than a dozen photos “Explored” by Flickr, I’ve had a photo featured as the “Photo of the Day” by a large group, and I’ve been asked for permission to use my images on a few websites. My 365 project was featured on CBC Radio at the half-way point last July, and I’ve even sold some of my images. Who woulda guessed it?! Mostly, though? I learned to love taking pictures. And, damn, I think I’ve gotten pretty good at it!

When I started the 365 project, I had only the vaguest idea of what I wanted from it. I imagined I’d take a snapshot every day of the boys, or things around the house, or the places I went during the day, and every couple of days I’d throw them up on Flickr and that would be it. I had no idea that within a month or two, I’d have raised my own personal bar so high that I would drive myself crazy for the rest of the year trying to live up to it. A snapshot would simply not suffice. Not content to take just any picture, suddenly I had to take a good picture — and the definition of “good” was a sliding scale. I blame and thank the members of the 365 Community almost exclusively for this. More than just a place to dump pictures, the 365 Community is an amazing collection of really first-rate photographers and super-nice people, and had I not been welcomed into the group early in the project, I imagine things would have turned out much differently. Not only did they support and encourage me with comments and feedback, but they inspired me to do better each time I perused their photostreams.

And then, of course, there’s you, my bloggy peeps. I can’t tell you how pleased I am to know that a few of you started your own version of a 365 project because of me, and the comments and e-mails I received from people who said they were inspired to pick up a camera because of my pictures — dozens of them, over the year — is truly an honour.

If you’re considering starting your own 365 project, here’s my advice for you: go for it! You’ve got nothing to lose (except maybe a few hundred hours) and everything to gain. I had no idea how hard it would be, but I also had no idea how rewarding it would be. I knew I would get a few pictures I loved and would capture in pictures the minutiae that I love to capture in words on the blog, but I had no idea I’d learn so much, meet such amazing people, and have such an amazing body of work to look back upon.

The best and worst part about a 365 project is that no matter how awful your picture of the day might be, in your own estimation, there’s always tomorrow. And no matter how worth of a National Geographic cover you may think your latest image, you’ve got to start over again the next day.

Out of more than 16,000 shutter clicks (!!) since January 20, 2009, here are my top ten favourites:

I think this is my fave of the year. I love everything about this picture — the hand, the way the pear seems to be reaching for Lucas, the reflection in the table, the depth of field, the back lighting.

270:365 The Creation of Adam

Fun and silly, but eye-catching. I like the story I was telling as much as the image: “Deep in the Orion Nebula, baby stars grow in translucent eggs until they are ready to hatch and float away…”

274:365 Star incubators

The beginning of my obsession with fingers and toes.

132:365 Baby toes

Multi-Mom, my cloning experiment. Turns out photoshop is a lot of fun!

104b:365 Multi-mom

Not even an official 365 picture, but representative of all the images of the boys I’ve learned to take this year. This picture makes me smile every time I look at it, and isn’t that the whole point?

Merry Christmas 2009

Because I developed a love of vintage cameras — and typewriters! — during my 365 project. Besides, you had to know a TtV shot would make the top 10.

265:365 100 days to go!

A perfect example of the things I might never have noticed, let alone photographed, before my 365 project.

106:365 Primary Entrance

What on earth would make me take my camera into the stairwell at the office to take a picture of the people walking in the rain seven stories below? Only Project 365, I assure you.

115:365 Umbrellas, way down there

And I never would have thought to pull off the road and creep around a park in the pre-dawn gloaming (at minus 2C, no less) poking around for worthwhile images if I weren’t looking for something worthy of the photo challenge I was in — and eventually won!

268:365 The path to the bridge

Okay, so maybe I had some photographic knowledge and instincts before I started the 365 project. This one of Lucas and I reflected in the collandar was taken on Day 5 of the project, and remains one of my favourites.

5:365 Lucas and me in the colander

There’s a lot (really? a lot!) of mediocre shots in the project, too, and a very few that I outright dislike. On the whole, though, I love how they capture the world as I saw it this past year, and how evocative each of them is of the time and place I took them.

So, you might ask, what’s next? I agonized over toyed with a few ideas over the last couple of months, including a TtV 365, a 52×7 (seven pictures a week but not one each day), and a couple of other variants on the theme. Much as I like the challenge of finding new ways to see the world each day, I have to admit it’s become a little tedious recently. You know how much I love my new job, but the industrial park where it’s located is far from the rich milieu of photographic opportunities I had when I was working smack dab in the middle of the Market, the Canal and Parliament Hill, which you’ve seen was a massive source of fodder and inspiration this year. I might yet set my sights on something like a thousand picture project, but one with no time constraints. We’ll see!

Mostly, though, I’ve set out what I wanted to do. I’m sure I’ll continue to take way too many pictures, and if you want me to, I’ll continue to talk about them here. In fact, I kind of hope to keep taking at least one picture every day. But on those days when it’s somehow gotten to 8 pm and I still have lunches to make and the swiffer to be run and a load of laundry to fold and no photo? It will be one less thing to worry about.

And so, here it is — the last picture. Almost from the start of the project, I thought about what this image might be. At various points in the last little while, I’d imagined it would be the old Underwood manual typewriter, with the words “365:365 THE END” typed on the piece of paper, or maybe a close-up of the boys with the numbers 3 6 5 written on each of their cheeks. This one came to me yesterday, though, and evolved from the idea of a high shot looking down at me looking through my pictures to this:

Fini!

(Whatever you do, don’t tell Beloved I suspended the Nikon from the chandelier with a gorillapod and some duct tape during the baby’s nap, or this may well be the last picture you ever see me take!)

You know what we need? We need a “Yay Day”!

You know what we haven’t done around here for a long time? We haven’t done a “yay day“, where we celebrate the big and little things that are making us happy.

Today’s Yay Day is really just a thinly-veiled excuse to brag about my kids. I know, I know, I bragged about Tristan just the other day. But I have to treat all three boys equally, don’t I? Lord knows I try. No wonder the baby thinks he’s a seven year old! Besides, it’s not really bragging, it’s just a very effusive update for the friends and family who live far away. Yeah, that’s it!

Simon can READ! I’m so proud of him. During the Christmas break, we broke out the old Bob Book series, the ones I reviewed way back in the day when Tristan was five years old. Simon started with the first book and was able to read it straight through without help. Although it was a little thin on narrative arc and character development (“Mat sat. Mat’s hat. Mat sat on a hat.”) you simply can’t beat the look of proud astonishment on your five year old’s face when he realizes he just read an entire book. And so he went on to read another and another and another, until he had read six of the twelve books in the series back to back to back. And he was absolutely delighted with himself. You can’t buy that kind of joy!

Not to be left out of the “oh my goodness, my children are freakishly brilliant” brag, Lucas has surprised and delighted on many occasions recently. At not-even-two, he can count to ten and sing a completely recognizable “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.” He’s got better pitch than me, that’s for sure.

And heck, since I’m bragging, I’ll squeeze in the fact that I’m going to be speaking at an International Association of Business Communicators (IABC) event on Wednesday as an “industry-leading communications professional” in the realm of blogging and social media. It’s being billed as an informal event with several featured communicators stationed around the room available to answer questions. Fun, eh? Any IABC members who will be there? Let me know!

Now it’s your turn, bloggy peeps. What’s making the sun shine in your corner of the universe these days?

Five free family things to do in Ottawa on a cold winter day

It’s January in Ottawa, and if you don’t get the kids out of the house soon, it’s going to get ugly. Here’s a quick list of five free (I love free!) things you can do to enjoy winter in Ottawa without breaking the bank.

1. Feed the birds. This is a perennial favourite suggestion of mine. Get yourself out to the Bulk Barn and buy 35 cents worth of wild birdseed. Load the family into the car and drive to Hogsback Falls. It’s a short and easy walk down the pathway toward Vincent Massey Park, and about half a kilometer from the Falls is an excellent place to feed the chickadees and nuthatches. Hold out some seed in your hand and stand still — it won’t take long for the birds to perch in your hand and filch the seeds!

Tristan & nuthatch, 2006

2. Go to the library. Another freebie! Did you know you can borrow DVDs, CDs, and even video games from the library? And most of Ottawa’s libraries have nice play areas and excellent programs for the preschool and younger set. The library is one of our favourite Saturday morning family activities.

3. Go tobogganing at the Arboretum. Once you graduate beyond the little hill in your neighbourhood, thrill the bigger kids with a fun slide at the Arboretum. Not much of a hike from the roadside parking, but you’ll get a good workout hauling your sled back up the hill each time! We’ve also had the hill at Mooney’s Bay recommended to us, but haven’t got out there yet. Best part? Completely free.

Whee! January 2009

4. Go for a skate! Okay, so it might be a while before the Rideau Canal skateway opens with all this mild weather, but did you know the city of Ottawa has 236 (!) outdoor rinks? Check out this page on the city website for details on the one nearest you. Edited to add: whoops, thanks to Melanie of the Citizen’s Adventures of a Working Mom blog for pointing out that the Canal is open after all!

5. Visit the Farm. Admission to the animal barns and the grounds of the Agriculture Museum at the Central Experimental Farm is free until February 28.

Tristan circa 2004

Winter can be long and dreary — might as well get out and enjoy it!

Got any other ideas to share for fun family winter freebies in the National Capital?

Project 365: The Penultimate Week!

There’s good news and bad news from the land of Project 365 this week. The good news is: next week is the big finale!! Only six days to go!! The bad new is: next week is the big finale!!

Okay, not really. While I’m a little anxious about both what will happen on day 366 — I still haven’t decided — and what I’ll do for day 365, I’m still pretty excited about being finished. The bad news is actually that I think I may have killed my camera. The poor old D40 has been acting up lately, and I fear that I may have photographed it to death. I’m getting this weird hypersaturation in the last week or so, and the exposure seems off.

I got curious as to the life expectancy of a D40, and found out that you should get in the neighbourhood of 50,000 shutter clicks, but that in standard “your millage may vary” form, many report D40s that went on to live happy lives in the land far beyond 100K clicks. Then again, those D40s may not have been subject to the rigours inclement weather, being hauled around absolutely *everywhere* (and, ahem, perhaps dropped once or twice), used to placate a curious 18-month-old and the various other indignities to which I have subjected my beloved camera.

So I got curious about the whole counting shutter clicks thing. I’d realized back in October that I’d taken 10,000 pictures when my internal counter rolled over and started using image numbers I’d been using in March, but I didn’t know how to figure out the exact milage on my camera. Turns out you can find out through your EXIF data, which is displayed on Flickr, under “More properties” in the “Additional Information” menu on the bottom of the right-hand menu of any given picture. At least, that’s what it is for me. All that to say, that just before I started Project 365, I had 5,372 shutter clicks on the D40, and as of yesterday I had 21,251 clicks. That means in a year I’ve snapped off almost SIXTEEN THOUSAND images. Yeesh! No wonder I feel like I’ve got a permanent one-eyed squint going on!

So anyway, here’s this week’s pictures. This was from last Friday, a special “Breakfast for Dinner” treat for the boys. I don’t know why I like TtV pictures from my kitchen, but I do!

353:365 Breakfast for dinner

This week’s subliminal theme is apparently kittens. You might remember we had to put down our 17 year old cat in 2008; you might more recently remember that we had mouse issues this past autumn. The topic of reacquiring a cat seems to be a subliminal theme in our lives lately, especially ironic because I — the non-cat person — am more into the idea than Beloved, the avowed cat lover. In fact, I came *this close* to getting him a cat for Christmas, but sweet though it would have been to have a bright-eyed kitten in a box under the tree, I couldn’t in my heart give the gift of more than 15 years of litterbox scooping. Because that? Is so not my job.

Anyway, all that to say, we already had kittens on the brain when we visited our friends Jojo and Jaimie and were utterly charmed by the Christmas kitten they gave their daughter.

354:365 Take me to the kittens

Oh, the cuteness! (I went with the above pic as the photo of the day, but in hindsight, I think this next one is better.)

Take me to the kittens 2

And then, a couple days later, we were on a family trip to PetSmart to get some dog food for Katie, and Lucas tried hard to liberate this cat waiting for an adoptive family. Universe, are you trying to tell me something?

356:365 Here kitty kitty...

Speaking of Lucas, doesn’t he look like he was enjoying his excursion out into the cold?

358:365 Baby it's cold outside

This was almost a throwaway, but I kind of like it. In the 365 Community on Flickr, there was an optional theme on primary colours, and when I saw how the light was hitting the pushpins on my cubicle wall, I immediately thought of that. Don’t they look a little bit like gems? Besides: ooo, shiny!

357:365 Pushpins

And, more gratuitous colour: Beloved playing Rockband Lego on the Wii.

355:365 Rock on, dude!

This one isn’t really out of focus, the focus is just somewhere where you might not expect it – on the basket in the foreground. See the murkiness in the colour, though? That’s part of what makes me think my camera is ailing.

359:365 Fruit bokeh

That’s it for this week. Six days — SIX DAYS!!!! — to go!

Delurker Day 2010

Well, wouldja lookit that? Turns out today is Delurker Day 2010.

You know what this means, right? You have to pay your annual toll by delurking and letting me know something about you. Lord knows y’all know more than enough about me; now it’s time to turn the tables and pay the piper and whatever other tired old clichés you can think of.

Delurk, and tell me something about yourself, or why you’re here, or just wave hello for goodness sake! (C’mon, you know you want to!)

Words: Banished and Best of 2009

It’s a great week for content here at the Mothership. Earlier in the week, we had a righteous (but, as always, entirely civil) debate about parenting, and today we have some word geekery. All we need is a cute kid anecdote and we’ve hit the “my favourite things” trifecta!!

I’ve blogged about Lake Superior State University’s Banished Words list each year from 2006 through 2008, so of course I had to bring you the 2009 list. Rather than list them for you, I just cut-and-paste LSSU’s press release. The bolded terms are, of course, the banished words.

Word czars at Lake Superior State University unfriended 15 words and phrases and declared them shovel-ready for inclusion on the university’s 35th annual List of Words Banished from the Queen’s English for Mis-use, Over-use and General Uselessness.

“The list this year is a teachable moment conducted free of tweets,” said a Word Banishment spokesman who was chillaxin for the holidays. “In these economic times, purging our language of toxic assets is a stimulus effort that’s too big to fail.”

Former LSSU Public Relations Director Bill Rabe and friends created “word banishment” in 1975 at a New Year’s Eve party and released the first list on New Year’s Day. Since then, LSSU has received tens of thousands of nominations for the list, which includes words and phrases from marketing, media, education, technology and more.

Other terms nominated for banishment included sexting, App, transparency and bromance.

One can’t help but notice the congruence of “Tweet” being on one group’s Banished Words list while being named the Word of the Year by the American Dialect Society.

Other nominees for ADS’s 2009 Word of the Year were:

-er A suffix used in such words as birther, someone who questions whether Obama was born in the United States; deather, someone who believes the government has death panels in its healthcare reform plan; Tenther, someone who believes the Federal government is mostly illegal because it usurps rights which belong to the States, in violation of the 10th Amendment; and truther, someone who doubts the official account of the 9/11 attacks.
fail A noun or interjection describing something egregiously unsuccessful. Usually used as an interjection: “FAIL!”
H1N1 The virus that causes swine flu.
public option A government-run healthcare insurance program, desired by some to be part of the country’s healthcare reform.
Dracula sneeze Covering one’s mouth with the crook of one’s elbow when sneezing, seen as similar to popular portrayals of the vampire Dracula, in which he hides the lower half of his face with a cape.

And of course, since we changed not only years but decades this past New Years Eve, we have a Year of the Decade list from the American Dialect Society, too. The winner, quite rightly IMHO, is google. Note the small “g” – it’s google the verb, as in to search the Internet, and not Google the company. Also-rans in the Word of the Decade contest were: blog, 9-11, green, text, war on terror and Wi-Fi.

(In the ADS press release, they have a list of prior winners. In January 2000, the Word of the Decade was web, the Word of the Twentieth Century was jazz and the Word of the Millennium was she.)

I always find the banished words more fun than the favourited ones (oh look, there’s another term that didn’t exist 10 years ago: favourite as a verb) and not only because the ADS’s list is a little too, um, Americanized for my taste. Frankly, I hadn’t even heard of some of the terms they nominated.

So speak up, bloggy peeps. What words or phrases would you banish if you could and why? Or, take the other road and tell me what you think the most influential word of the decade should be. (Personally, I’d ban the words “why” and “no” exclusively because my toddler has worn my nerves to stubble by using them as a torture device.)

Talk to me about Nova Scotia!

Hey bloggy peeps, talk to me about Nova Scotia. We’ve been to Bar Harbor in Maine and Quebec City, but we’ve always wanted to go to Nova Scotia and have started talking about driving out there this summer. Three little kids in the car for four or five solid days of driving? Who wouldn’t want to do that? *wink*

I know some of you either have done a similar trip, live out there now or have lived there in the past, so I’m crowdsourcing your thoughts and opinions. I’m not even completely married to the idea of NS, if you think I should stop in New Brunswick or head over to PEI instead. I’d *really* like to visit Newfoundland, but I’m worried that the drive to Nova Scotia might be on the outer reaches of too far, let alone all the way up to the Rock.

I’m leaning toward Lunenburg, simply because someone suggested it to me and from what I’ve read it sounds lovely. Ideally, we’d find a seaside cottage big enough to accommodate all five of us with kid-friendly amenities. This looks like a good choice, for example, although I’m a little concerned about the size.

So tell me — what must we see in the Maritimes? What should we avoid? And, for those of you who travel regularly between Ontario and Nova Scotia, could you suggest a good place to break the trip into two manageable days? 16 hours of driving is out of the question right now, but eight hours times two days is feasible if we can find something fun to do along the way. I’m even open to making the trip out in three days, if we can find things worth seeing and doing on the way out there.

Any advice, insight or tips would be greatly appreciated!