Last night I stood on the soccer field in the pouring rain, watching the Green Geckos run, herd-like, after the ball and slipping and falling on the soggy, wet grass. It’s cold here, as it often is in June, and it seems to be sapping my energy and also my personality. On the “news” this […]
Inch by inch, row by row
June 6, 2010 by
On Friday I went to a neighbourhood volunteer appreciation dinner with a friend who is a lot of fun and excellent company. I have to admit that I was a bit leery to go at first; it was to take place in our local sportsplex, and I had visions of a potluck meal on long […]
Oh, Blanche
June 3, 2010 by
Rue McClanahan died! I always secretly thought that I would be like a non-slutty Blanche Devereaux when I am old: reeking of Chanel Number 5, making suggestive jokes in response to normal conversation, wearing support stockings and bright lipstick. Query: have I already turned into a non-slutty Blanche Devereaux? I thought I had a few […]
Bad Boys and Bad Husbands
May 31, 2010 by
Remember my thoughts about the attractiveness of fictional bad boys? I wrote a piece about it and it’s up at Yummy Mummy. Check it out! xo
It’s my dog’s birthday!
May 30, 2010 by
I used to think that people who celebrated their pets’ birthdays were, how shall I say, a little bit lame. But! That was before we had Barkley, the wonder dog. Mark is presenting him with his birthday treat. I tried to manually take out Barkley’s red eyes because the photo made him look like a […]
Stitches and Disney and Snow in Late May
May 28, 2010 by
This is a photo of my backyard this morning: What’s that on the ground? SNOW! And what are all those buckets in the background? They are covering up my poor, non-frost-tolerant flowers that I planted on Tuesday. And why would I plant non-frost-tolerant flowers prior to June in Calgary? Because I am stupid, evidently. I […]
Did you hate junior high? I did.
May 27, 2010 by
I was talking to a couple of moms whose sons are slated to start junior high in the fall, and, being the optimistic ray of sunshine that I am, I sighed for them. Junior high is the worst, I said, it’s horrible and I have virtually no good memories of that time. Then I realized […]
