Even when I think I’m an adult, I’m not really an adult. Can my kids fire me?
Some days, I am sure that I have it all together (like, really, really sure, positive even). On those days, I am adulting at gold medal levels. I’m feeding children,…
Do you have a “Plan” or are you like me and “Plan-less” by choice?
Can you be a planner and still reject the notion of having to pay for a costly mobile phone plan? Yes, absolutely. OVIP's don't have to spend $$ fit in…
Confessions of an unhinged blogger
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As it turns out that like my mother before me, elephants make me cry.
Long ago: When I was young, on Sunday nights at 6 p.m. on CBC (channel 5, cable 6 in Toronto), The Wonderful World of Disney would sometimes play a full-length…
My crazy did not beat out my sanity this morning. Everyone won.
“Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat…”? This song. I’ve known it since childhood. I have wonderful memories of singing it in the back of the car with my…
Contrary to all appearances
So this was today, but you could pretty much replace “today” with “any day” and it would still be accurate. ****************************** Thursday morning: Characters in this scene: Me, alone at…
Confessions of an unhinged blogger
Family
Posts for the sake of my own sanity
Serious stuff
True stories
Mourning the end of my Fertility chapter and sharing my internal conversation, with hope.
I often have full blown conversations in my head (well, when we’re all lucky they stay in my head anyway). I provide the dialogue for both sides of the conversation,…
Live update: I’m eating this plate of marshmallows
Live update: I’m eating this plate of marshmallows for lunch because: a) I’ve made myself sad writing a different blog post and like an idiot did so without first checking…
The day when enough was enough, my girl came through.
This sign is now posted on our front door. As is happens, my eight-year-old decided to take matters into her own hands after being sequestered once again, with her brothers…
Sometimes, while driving, the “JERK!” is you. This time it was me.
Dear Guy in the Pick up Truck Leaving the Parking Lot, The time was approximately 6:43pm on Thursday evening. I was pulling into the parking lot off of Civic Centre…
I tried to buy something and failed. Of course.
Anyone who knows me (all three of you), knows that I am obsessive about wearing my sunglasses anytime I am outside. Sunny, cloudy, sun up, sun down, I have them…