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Dull Women’s Club, Calgary, AB (2026)

01/07/2026

So I did a not very dull thing yesterday. I got married and when you have a wedding next to a field of cows and you’re a vet nurse… cow-mergencies happen 😂
Post Credit: Vicky Colwell

01/07/2026

I’ve been here a while but only now posting. I’m Caro from Yorkshire in the UK and have recently finished the second chemo adventure in 3 years.
I just wanted to say that when the days were long reading this group always managed to bring a smile to my face.
I have my post chemo scan results on the 30th so a while to wait yet.
This is me and Dottie the cocker , who makes sure I am ok.
Age 54 (just) shoe size uk8 and bananas are in this mornings smoothie.
Post Credit: Caro Dell

01/07/2026

Today I celebrate my 70th birthday at my happy place.
Post Credit: Judy Holzwart

01/07/2026

Show me your eye brows!
I’ve graced this earth 37 years without them… and now I’m investing £100s of my savings to get them microbladed on.
Now it’s only ever myself, my kids and my dog who get to enjoy my lovely face but I’ve heard eyebrows are quite the thing to hang above your eyes.
I would love to spend this evening staring at other women’s eyebrows, particularly if they have eyebrow related stories… even more so if they’ve been microbladed.
Lots of love Meg
Love bananas but never eat them. Size 4,5 some days- straight size 5 others x
Post Credit: Wilding At Hobkin Ground

01/07/2026

ur love story might have the cringiest beginning, the first thing I ever asked this man was if he had a girlfriend. We started off talking by passing notes back in forth during class, I was 15 and a sophomore and he was 17 and a junior, and I just thought he was about the coolest person I’ve ever met.
For the next three months I tried everything I could to get him to ask me out. I was a girl on a mission. He was quiet, and sort of reserved, and the complete opposite of the people I was used to hanging out with. He was an artist, we talked for hours about his projects and I was always in awe of his work. I knew nothing about 3D modeling in 2004 and couldn’t believe what he was making with it.
By the time we were official, we couldn’t stay away from each other. We both had very controlling parents so we used to get caught all the time sneaking around to find ways to see each other. His parents pulled him out of school and moved him 75 miles away. He used to take his dad’s truck in the middle of the night and drive over an hour each way to come see me.
When I was 17, my parents gave me an ultimatum. Break up with him or get out. I chose to leave, and never, ever looked back.
We got married two weeks after my 18th birthday. Our first son came two years later. We are now blessed with four amazing children and a lifetime of friendship. I am so, so grateful for him. He quit his job in 2013 to support my home business and has always been by my side even though we have both been exhausted. It truly has been an “us against the world” relationship at times.
We have had our ups and downs, even separating twice for a little while. Somehow we always found a way to default to the friendship and work things out, even when the romantic part was hard. No one ever expected us to last, especially trying to manage jobs and rent as teenagers after being kicked out. There were times when I’d take home expired powerbars from work just so we would have something to eat until the next paycheck.
I wouldn’t change any of it for the world.
Post Credit: Kayce Jones

01/07/2026

Hello! I am a single parent with little education so of course I started a home cleaning business. I like yoga, National Geographic, being in nature (preferably near water), black coffee, and waking up before the sun. People think redheads are inherently less dull but that's just not true!
5'2 with a size 7 shoe, beautifully basic in every way.
I'm so happy to be here, and I'm truly inspired by the sheer authenticity of everyone in this group! Dull and proud forever ❤️❤️❤️
Post Credit: Tara Leah Anne

01/07/2026

While doing some holiday baking this morning, I needed a lot of brown sugar, so I took down the glass canister that I keep it in, and removed the terracotta bear that (when dipped in water occasionally) keeps the sugar from clumping. As it turned out, I needed all the sugar that was in the canister (4 US cups) so kept scooping and scooping, until I hit something hard. At first I thought it was a clump of sugar. But lo and behold, it was…. A second sugar bear!
I had thought this one was missing, perhaps set aside during baking and tossed into the trash by accident by my husband. And I had bought the newer bear last year to replace the “lost” one. But no, the old bear has just been stuck at the bottom of the canister, buried under layers of freshly added sugar when I topped off the canister!
This little object is so valuable for preserving sugar, and now I have an extra that I can use in my white sugar canister!
If this post gets approved I’ll share the recipe that sent me to the depths of my brown sugar canister in the comments! It does not involve bananas
Post Credit: Kara Gavin

01/07/2026

Recently, my 16-year-old Bichon, Pierre, went on a hunger strike after a minor surgery at the end of October, when he decided he didn't care for his regular dog food any more. He would simply walk away from his bowl and then sit and stare at me with contempt. This led to a month and a half of experimenting with various dog foods prescribed by my vet. Pierre reluctantly picked at each newly prescribed food for awhile, and when I say reluctantly, this meant I was often getting on the floor with him, and hand-feeding him. I also need to add that the contemptuous stares continued throughout this process. The one exception to this huger strike was carrots, which he would gobble voraciously. However, no amount of trying to convince him he wasn't a rabbit, and needed a more balanced diet, did any good. Then, on Monday, after telling this story to one of my piano students, he came back to my house later that afternoon with freshly cooked and shredded chicken breast, and told me to try feeding this to Pierre. I fed him the shredded chicken with rice and carrots, and immediately the hunger-strike and contemptuous stares ended. It was a miracle! I eventually added his kibble back into this mixture, and he is chowing down like a champ now, and has gained 1/4 pound in less than a week. The problem now was that I obviously needed to continue this diet, but have been a vegetarian my entire life, and had no idea how to cook and prepare chicken for my sweet boy. This photo is proof that at the age of 69, I learned how to shop for chicken breast, cook it in a crock pot, and shred it with a hand mixer. While this may seem very dull indeed, it is perhaps one of the most exciting things I have ever accomplished. Pierre agrees.
Post Credit: Lynne Katherine Bouchard

01/07/2026

I’m feeling like a bit of an idiot. This beautiful cat took shelter in our building during Helene and never left. Since then the cat has become very sweet and we had a chance to take ‘her’ in to be spayed since no microchip or response to the found fliers. Turns out she is actually a neutered male. Feeling dull and kinda dumb this morning. Everyone meet Patches who did not have a dull day, but only had to get a rabies shot and a car ride.
To clarify- we placed fliers all around the area and on community FB pages. We aren’t in an area badly impacted by Helene and living this far out in the country, there are many animals people get sick up and just dump out here with the mindset someone will adopt then. He’s allowed to come and go as he pleases and only confined overnights when the coyotes are out.
Post Credit: Charlotte Davis

01/07/2026

My 70th trip around the sun begins today.
Post Credit: Lauren Swanberg

01/07/2026

Yesterday I posted a photo of my husband asleep on the sofa and it appears I unintentionally offended some folk Tim and I both found it amusing and he was not insulted. He dragged me through brutal cancer treatment when I wanted to give up, he works hard for us as I can’t after breaking my back he lets me have chihuahuas woohoo so here’s a shout out to awesome husbands/partners. Let’s fill this post with love and it can be as dull as you want! ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Post Credit: Bunny Kennedy

01/07/2026

Seven years ago, on the 24th and 25th of this month, my life changed forever. I was attacked by someone who was meant to love me, someone I trusted. The result was a subarachnoid haemorrhage, a trauma that didn’t just affect my body but tried to break my spirit too 💔
And for a while, it did. I fell into another abusive relationship, caught in a cycle that made me believe this was just how life would be.
But here’s the thing about me—I rise. 🎉 👏
No matter how many times I was knocked down, I refused to stay there. I built myself back up, piece by piece, with every bit of strength I had. She took away my ability to be a mother, something I will grieve for the rest of my life. But she did not take away my ability to love. I found joy again. I found love again—not just in others, but in myself. I now have a (dull) life that I love. ♥️
I have an incredible niece, who brings me more happiness than I ever thought possible. I have the most wonderful wife, friends and family, who lift me up, stand by me, and remind me of my worth. And I do work I am immensely proud of with the NSPCC, fighting for those who deserve protection, safety, and a voice. 💪
And through it all, despite everything, I never lost my sense of humour. I never lost my optimism. They tried to take my laughter, my light—but they failed. I stand here today, not just as a survivor, but as someone who has thrived. 🤗
These days will always be hard. They will always carry the weight of what happened. But they will also be a reminder: I am still here. I am still strong. And I am still laughing.
And that is something no one can ever take from me. ♥️
I know this is a long post, but if anyone reads this and they think that there isn't an end to the dark abyss, I promise you there is. Life gets better. Don't ever, ever give up. Life is there to be lived, and you will rise again 🙏 🤗
Post Credit: Gemma Hannah Ollosson

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