I am not the type of person to talk about dreams or analyze dreams, but last night I dreamt I had a black cat, which I bathed, and subsequently the cat turned white. Then, as its fur dried, it went from white to grey, and back to black. The whole time, the cat was cuddling […]
She Died The Way She Lived, Standing In Line At Costco; Thirty and Thirty-One Weeks In
October 19, 2020 by
Everything’s Coming Up Milhouse; Twenty-Nine Weeks In
October 5, 2020 by
Two incredible things of note happened this week: I got excused from jury duty, and my son shaved off his moustache. I am a woman who believes strongly in body autonomy, and that everyone should be able to express themselves via personal style, and yet. Yet I am happy that he – voluntarily, I hasten […]
One More For The Road; Twenty-Eight Weeks In
September 28, 2020 by
As anyone who knows me is aware, I always have a song stuck in my head. Always. I like to think of it as the Soundtrack of My Life. The last few months, I have had snippets of the Hamilton soundtrack stuck in my head, and not just the big ones like Here comes the […]
Bizarre Even For These Days; Twenty-Seven Weeks In
September 21, 2020 by
This has been a bit of a bizarre week, starting with a phone call cancelling an appointment due to an unbelievably scary accident, happily segueing to a midweek birthday, followed by a letter summoning me to jury duty, and then finishing with a pre-dawn visit from the fire department due to our carbon monoxide detector […]
Like A Half-Birthday But Less Festive; Twenty-Six Weeks In
September 14, 2020 by
So, for those of you who are counting, 26 weeks is exactly half a year. Six months of this pandemic! Back in March, six months felt like The Worst Possible Scenario. Now it is Just Life and I don’t think at all at how long this will go on; no one knows and speculating isn’t […]
Science Is Magic; Twenty-Five Weeks In
September 7, 2020 by
I, Too, Get Cold When It Is 72 Degrees Outside As my husband and I were out for our daily constitutional, an older lady in a fabulously bright pink jacket was walking down the sidewalk towards us. I stepped off the sidewalk to give her a two-metre bubble, and said “Oh! I LOVE your pink […]
One Day More; Twenty-Three and Twenty-Four Weeks In
August 31, 2020 by
Summer’s Almost Gone School starts TOMORROW, and at this time every year I have feelings of melancholy and why-is-time-so-fleeting and landslide. I would say that I am having those feelings on steroids this year. Despite everything, we have had a really good summer; last week the boys got back from their annual camping trip with […]
