This weekend I spent some time reading articles about the Little House on the Prairie books, and how Rose Wilder Lane, one of the founders of what is known as modern Libertarianism and also Laura Ingalls Wilder’s daughter, heavily edited the original manuscripts in order to further her political agenda. I knew this already, to […]
Snuggie Sex!
September 11, 2013 by
It’s been a beautiful, unseasonably warm September, and I’ve been enjoying it thoroughly; it has managed to stave off the sinking feeling of doom that comes with the seemingly endless winter that Calgary generally has. I find winters to be difficult what with my Reynaud’s syndrome and my poor circulation and, well, my love of […]
Born To Be Wild
August 26, 2013 by
Today a man with a full-on business-in-front-party-in-back mullet rode down my street on a unicycle. I wonder if it was an ironic mullet, or maybe mullets are the new look for young hipsters, or – and this is a distinct possibility – this man was holding onto his lost youth by wearing the hairstyle of […]
On a warm summer’s evening, on a train bound for nowhere.
July 20, 2013 by
I think I have writer’s block or something; today I sat down to write the preamble to a recipe and the only thing that came to my mind was the lyrics to The Gambler. As you may or may not know, I have an insane memory for song lyrics/ movie lines/ random trivia, but I […]
Willie Wonka’s Factory of Near-Death Experiences
June 14, 2013 by
I’ve been having a lovely day, despite of an inauspicious moment this morning when I was getting dressed and wondered what happened to my sweater. I wondered if I had somehow shrunk it, which seemed unlikely since I never put sweaters in the dryer. The usually long, drapey sweater was fitting bizarrely like a crop […]
Cheese is my boyfriend, but we’re breaking up.
June 21, 2012 by
“I think you actually are under a lot of stress,” my friend said to me the other day, “But you just don’t want to complain about it because it’s princess-stress.” Exactly. Last night, Jake had a screaming nightmare, and I don’t know what you do when your kids wake you up in the middle of […]
Mr. Wilder, the Gangsta of Malone
May 25, 2012 by
A fully functional kitchen plus a couple of rainy, miserable days equals KITCHEN PARTY! I spent yesterday making granola – hippie me – baking cookies, chopping fruit and veggies, and making hummous that would make you cry tears of joy. Well, it made ME cry tears of joy. I was skeptical – who puts yogurt […]
