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 […]
Archives for 2017
I, for one, welcome Shakira Law and look forward to much dancing in the future.
February 3, 2017 by 2 Comments
Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl
January 31, 2017 by 4 Comments
This morning I heard Copacabana on the way home from yoga, and it set the tone for my whole day. I have been doing the merengue and the cha-cha all day, humming about yellow feathers in my hair and a dress cut down to there. At least I know all the words to Copacabana, which […]
If it’s not Scottish it’s crap.
January 27, 2017 by 4 Comments
I have been browsing through a Facebook page for a brand-new, just-opened-in-November, Mexican resort. On the page are the sort of reviews one might expect: terribly bitter complaints about some small bit of incomplete construction or a delay in service on opening week, complaints about having to walk fifty steps from the pool in order […]
January (read: unexciting) Weekend Update
January 23, 2017 by 3 Comments
I consider myself to be a fairly balanced person, but every time I turn on the news or open a social media site, I find myself twitching. It’s not just international shenanigans, either, it’s everything. I cannot even turn on the local news anymore. Sadness and frankly terrifying things seem to happen every moment, and I […]
Disney’s EPCOT: I’m sorry, but I’m just not into you.
January 18, 2017 by 4 Comments
I remember the dance unit in my Grade Seven gym class perfectly: we learned all sorts of arcane dance moves, like the box step, the polka, and the jive. That is not to say that it wasn’t fun to learn how to jive while listening to Jailhouse Rock, but it was information that wasn’t exactly pertinent […]
Uh oh! Looks like someone’s got a case of the Blue Mondays!
January 16, 2017 by 6 Comments
Welcome to Blue Monday, statistically the saddest day of the year. According to the professor who came up with the formula, this could be the bluest Monday on record due to well-known political events, along recent death of childhood heroes, which serve to remind us all of our own mortality. Well. I will say that I […]
Fear of Flying, and turning into a flower
January 13, 2017 by 4 Comments
Ninety minutes ago, I considered sitting down to write, but instead sat on the comfortable couch for a few minutes. I promptly fell asleep to the tune of Roomba noisily vacuuming my floors for me – welcome to the future, Mrs. Jetson – and the kids playing the loudest game possible downstairs. I could hear […]
