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 […]