If I have to, I can face anything! I am woman!

I unclogged the gutters today!  I know I’ve written about this before, but every time I perform a job like that, I feel like raising my fist in the air and singing “I am strong – STRONG – I am invincible – INVINCIBLE – I am WOMAN.”  Hear me roar, I unclogged the gutters! I […]

Beavers are very interesting animals.

On our recent Victoria Day weekend road trip, we stopped for a break at the information centre in Golden, BC.  While my husband took the boys in to use the bathroom, I took the dog for a quick walk and potty break. Query: why do I use the term “potty break” for a dog?  Answer […]

I-I-I-I’m Still Alive!

So here it is, May 23, and we are still here.  I guess the rapture didn’t occur after all, or, if it did, I was seriously excluded.  I wore my special Judgment Day panties for nothing?  NOTHING? I spent the weekend celebrating the birth of Queen Victoria by way of a road trip to visit my in-laws, and […]

What does one need to wear to the Rapture?

So apparently the term “whale tail” is not as commonly known as I thought.  Here’s a snapshot from Wikipedia: It’s just as classy as a pair of Daisy Dukes and a crop top. Do you remember that scene in The 40 Year Old Virgin where Andy and Cal catch a glimpse of the salesgirl’s whale […]

A New Kind of Groundhog Day!

Friday evening my husband came home late from his golf game to find me on the couch in my pajamas, halfway through both a bottle of wine and the pilot episode of NYPD Blue.  “Hi sweetie,” I said happily, as if I hadn’t seen this episode many times before, “Sipowicz got shot!  Oooh, look: You […]

Friday the 13th, and Privilege Problems

I just realized, now, that it is Friday the 13th!  Maybe that explains things, and by things I mean my state of crossness and irritability, although I really think that my attitude is more likely attributed to my lack of sleep and excessive worry due to my son having pneumonia, rather than the date.  I […]

Pneumonia! It’s pneumonia!

So it turns out that Mark has pneumonia.  Pneumonia!  Here’s a tip for you: if you are ever feeling a little low on the mother guilt factor, try sending your child to school with pneumonia.  Mother guilt deficit erased immediately.  I was speaking with my elderly neighbour about Mark’s chest x-rays, and she cheerfully replied, “Just […]