On the radio last week, they were having a contest to win tickets to see Brian Wilson – of Beach Boys fame – in concert. I actually thought that Brian Wilson died a long time ago, which is the reason I am rarely, if ever, upset by celebrity deaths. I often think that the death […]
Archives for February 2017
Women’s Health Week in the Boyhouse
February 22, 2017 by 3 Comments
You guys, it is Wednesday already, and in one week, February will be over. Over! February feels like it just started, I have four months left before both of my children are junior high students, one month before I have a teenager, and six days until my very last book fair, all of which are […]
I have one simple request: to have sharks with fricking laser beams attached to their heads.
February 17, 2017 by 5 Comments
This week has been a seemingly endless series of irritations, both of the minor kind and of the more sweeping variety, and I have been – possibly due to Female Cyclical Emotional Upheaval – unable to keep my usual Om Shanti outlook and am instead empathizing with Cersei Lannister. Yesterday, I felt that I, too, could […]
Renaming The Boyhouse to The Sugar Shack, at least for today
February 13, 2017 by 3 Comments
There is no question that I am not gifted artistically. I am a person who couldn’t, say, draw a car without having a car directly in front of her and even then it would be a strange, stickman-like car. Things that normal people might find easy are terrifyingly difficult to me, like gift wrapping or […]
Sweatin’ to the Oldies
February 10, 2017 by 3 Comments
I was driving home from yoga on Tuesday when I heard on the radio that Southern Alberta is under an extreme cold warning; Calgary is NOT included in this warning. I looked at the dashboard and the temperature read minus 26. What does a city have to do to get an extreme cold warning around here? It’s […]
Glory days
February 6, 2017 by 6 Comments
The other day I had just finished showering, preparing to teach an evening class, when the dryer finished its cycle. I brought the basket upstairs, in my bathrobe, and pulled on a pair of socks that were on top. I am now ruined for non-dryer-warmed socks. Regular socks are just a sad imitation of a […]
I, for one, welcome Shakira Law and look forward to much dancing in the future.
February 3, 2017 by 2 Comments
This morning I was at the barber shop with my youngest, and I popped on to twitter for only a moment. That moment was long enough to see this: YOU GUYS. I laughed and laughed because a) I am not and never have been a Tolkien fan, but even I know the Lord of the […]
