I frequently look at my house and feel like I’m drowning in stuff. I’m not even talking about Mark’s extensive “rock collection” (“Maybe we should get him a rock polisher for Christmas!” my husband suggested cheerfully, to my horror – how many MORE rocks would we then have in the house?). I’m not talking about […]
Archives for 2011
Charity Birthday Parties, or the post where I have strong opinions about birthdays
September 27, 2011 by 12 Comments
Save the drama for your mama.
September 25, 2011 by 13 Comments
I try to write quality posts and occasionally I try to write beautiful posts and yesterday I checked my statistics to see why, specifically, people visit this blog. Is it my views on parenting, on mindful living, on good karma and kindness? Here are some of the popular search terms that have been used to […]
Mullets and Me
September 22, 2011 by 14 Comments
Just the other day I saw a woman, who was about my age or a little older, wearing skin tight acid wash jeans. I looked at her for a minute, trying to decide if this was a new trend and that is what the young folks are wearing these days, or if she had been […]
Struggling
September 19, 2011 by 10 Comments
For his birthday, my sister-in-law and brother gave Jake a number of easy-reader books, some featuring his new favourite character, Finn McMissile. Jake picked them up and read them to me, only needing help on a few of the words. What a smart little boy, I thought. He is a smart boy. He can read […]
It makes me just feel like crying, baby, ’cause baby, something beautiful’s dying.
September 16, 2011 by 10 Comments
“There’s a new Tim Hortons commercial that’s going to make you cry,” my husband called from the living room. “I’ve already seen it AND cried this morning.” I replied. Oh, Tim Hortons and their tear-jerking commercials. Years after it first aired, my husband can still say, stiffly, “I come watch” and I will tear up. […]
And now we are six
September 15, 2011 by 5 Comments
“This is the greatest day of my life!” Jake said this morning. “I got Finn McMissile toys and I learned how to button up my pants!” He stood on one foot for a minute and added thoughtfully, “I don’t really feel older though. I could still stand like this when I was just five.”
Nostalgia and almost-birthdays.
September 12, 2011 by 4 Comments
I know this past weekend was a tough one for many of you, and so please accept my virtual hugs and kisses. I did not watch the news all weekend, and I largely steered clear of the Internet, but I did think about those of you for whom this past weekend was very, very difficult. […]
