Today is voting day in Alberta and, as luck would have it, my polling station was located at my kids’ school, making it easy to slip in after drop off and vote. You know you are at the polling station early when you beat the sea of seniors flooding in. How was your weekend? Mine […]
Fear Leads To Anger, Anger Leads To Suffering
I had a fairly eventful weekend, social-wise. On Friday I had dinner guests, and I made a roasted vegetable lasagne – look for the recipe over at the cooking blog in the next couple of days – and it was absolutely delicious. I was raving to a friend over the pure delight that is roasted […]
Up The Irish
Today, in addition to making three dozen cupcakes and a loaf of banana bread, I am going to try my hand at Irish Soda Bread, in the festive spirit of the day. I am also making kale chips and roasted asparagus, which count as festively Irish because of the green colour. I am in general […]
Love Sandwich
I was so excited to open up this month’s O Magazine, and not just because it contained Adam Glassman’s spring fashion look book – which turned out to be a disappointment, anyway. Sorry, Adam, a silky pajama top is NOT work appropriate even when paired with a pencil skirt; and let’s not even get started […]
The Anti-Clean Plate Club
This morning the world is white and grey, snow falling and the colour of the sky perfectly matching that of the ground. Jake has the sniffles, my husband had a cortisone shot in his shoulder on Friday and hence has been rendered the one-armed man (wasn’t there a show about that?), I am running the book […]
Give your mother a kiss or I’ll kick your teeth in.
Happy Robbie Burns Day! I was telling the boys about Robbie Burns Day today, explaining the celebratory nature – in a modified way – and about their Scottish ancestry. Jake was getting more and more agitated and more and more defiant about it, when he burst out “We are not in Scotland, Mom! We are […]
Post-Christmas Cleaning Binge
Did you have a good Christmas? I’m relieved to tell you that Mark recovered enough to enjoy Christmas Eve and Christmas morning, although he was somewhat exhausted by yesterday evening – but then, shouldn’t we all be exhausted by then? My mother mentioned yesterday that Mark is always sick at Christmas, which seemed incorrect to […]