The Stampede is almost over and I have not worn my new denim skirt even once. This seems like a travesty. I think I’ll put it on today even though I’m only going to the esthetician and the grocery store. I had been planning on taking the kids to a neighbourhood Stampede breakfast, but we […]
But he knew that when he married me!
I am planning a solo trip to visit my grandma, several weeks from now, and I think the planning logistics may just be the death of me. It occurred to me yesterday, not for the first time, that there is a fundamental difference between me and my husband. He travels frequently for business, and here […]
Summer, So Far
Because of all the flood craziness around here, it feels like it’s been months since the kids were in school, when in reality it’s only been, officially, four days. It has been sunny, warm, and dry here which I am hoping will expedite the death of the billions of gargantuan mosquitoes in the city. The […]
Denim skirts, non-Mama-Duggar-style
If you can’t beat them, join them, is the somewhat defeatist attitude I took up this weekend when I went shopping to Lammles’ Western Wear. I am a Calgary girl, I’ve lived here my whole life, and yet I just can’t get behind the concept of western wear. This is an attitude I felt needed […]
Putting on my married lady pants
Yesterday I had one of those days where I had amazing feats of accomplishments, one after another, except that the accomplishments themselves were so boring that they practically brought tears to my eyes. I wanted to share my amazing level of accomplishments with my husband, and so I started to list off all the things […]
Life Lessons from the Eighties
Two things happened in the last couple of days that have got me thinking about aging and hairstyles and beauty in general. First, I was at a reunion on Saturday night with people I went to school with for grades 1-10, and the most popular comment of the night was You haven’t changed a bit! This […]
So stabby.
I feel like I must be mere minutes away from the start of my ladies’ holiday, given my current state of stabbiness. It is a good thing for the world that I am not walking around with a knife tied to a broomstick, a la Peggy OIsen, elsewise everyone I encounter today would find themselves […]