sunday: Browse The Strips

Sunday March 9, 2025

Lynn's Comments: My brother and I had eating lessons. Our mom sat us at the table with a yardstick down the backs of our shirts to keep us sitting up straight. Then, with a children’s book under each arm, we ate using the fork and knife a certain way, taking small bites and chewing well. She monitored the entire meal. When it was over, we’d grumble about how stupid it all was. Later, as we went on dates and had meals with employers, we realized how valuable that instruction was!

Sunday April 27, 2025

Lynn's Comments: This is how I learned to ride a two-wheeled bike. I was 12 before I was allowed to have one. My mother kept saying I wasn’t old enough to have a bike, even though my friends were all pedaling their way to school. If she had only told me that we couldn’t afford one; if she’d been honest with me, I might have understood. To admit that we weren’t able to afford a secondhand bike was such an embarrassment for her that it was many, many years before she told me the truth.

Monday May 5, 2025

Lynn's Comments: As I mentioned earlier, this story is based on a true incident. My son was working for a television station and wanted to get a great story. As it turned out, the girl he saw in the accident (from a distance) was someone he knew. It was with his help and approval that this event was included in the comic strip.

Sunday May 11, 2025

Lynn's Comments: Long before our marriage collapsed, it was the tiny, insignificant annoyances that got to both of us. This might have been a clue. I am now very aware of my own annoying habits, which allows me to overlook the tiny things my partner does to annoy me. Well, I try!!!

Sunday May 25, 2025

Lynn's Comments: My friend Cecily is a talented doll maker. When she wrote, illustrated and published a children’s book, I showcased it in the strip. I have known Cecily since we worked shoulder-to-shoulder together in an animation studio in Vancouver. We were both in our 20s and newly married. With much in common, we became great friends. Time and serendipity separated us and then brought us back together again 30 years later when I put her name in the paper. Her cousin saw the strip and connected us again. Within days, we arranged to meet and did so in a tearful, happy reunion at the Seattle airport. Cecily was working on this book at the time. We are still in touch and still good friends.

Sunday June 8, 2025

Lynn's Comments: Action was the hardest to draw. I wanted to put the “camera” in different positions, different angles, so that the motion was exaggerated. Believe it or not, I used photographs of football players in action to get these poses. It was worth the effort.

Sunday June 22, 2025

Lynn's Comments: This is likely the worst pun I ever did. I had to set it up carefully. For example, I couldn’t put Mel’s name first in the dialogue—it might have given away the gag. The baby’s name, “Tabitha-Jayne,” is also a diversion away from the punch line. You have to craft these things just so. In the end, was this pun worth the effort? Well, YES!!! First of all, I like groaners, and second, even though it was an awful pun, it was a perfectly good idea. With a deadline always looming, I used whatever came to mind!

Sunday June 29, 2025

Lynn's Comments: “DEWITT YOURSELF”…I couldn’t resist the idea that a guy called Doogie Dewitt had opened a car wash. Wouldn’t that have been a great name? Sadly…there’s no “DEWITT YOURSELF” car wash. The gag about the dog locking the car doors really happened.

Sunday September 14, 2025

Lynn's Comments: Here you can see the entire back of the Patterson house. The architecture worked on the outside, but making sense of the inside drawings was a bit of a challenge. I hoped nobody would look too closely at where the doors went and how the rec room was structured!

Sunday September 28, 2025

Lynn's Comments: This was a bit of a problem in our house. As a dental wife, I was expected to be able to fill in for an assistant if necessary. And since we had a mobile clinic, I was often with the staff when everyone went into the northern First Nations villages to provide dental care. With all the knowledge I picked up, I was able to ask certain questions and give some advice. My husband wasn’t too happy about this—in case I made a mistake. I never did try to be the physician in the family, but if I knew the answer to a problem and the dentist wasn’t available, it was hard not to put in my two cents worth!