I have been in a whirlwind of activity the past few days. A whirlwind, I tell you! Since Friday I have had more errands and social outings than I probably do in two weeks. I would describe them in detail but I fear that may be boring, and I fear it may also be less […]
Barkley, the high maintenance dog
“Oh, you’re the worst kind. You’re high maintenance, but you think you’re low maintenance.” – Harry Burns, and/or my husband. Every day, I set out two sets of clothing for the following day: my yoga clothes, and my regular clothes. I need to set out my yoga clothes in order to dress quietly and sneak […]
Psst. Wanna come see my basement?
Oh! You guys! It has been so exciting around the Boyhouse this week! Not just because I’m going to be rich, rich, rich from the class-action lawsuit for Nutella (not really). Not just because it’s raining so hard that I think soccer practice MAY be cancelled for tonight (I hope). Not just because of the […]
Just call me Flylady
I have a confession to make that may make me unpopular or perhaps even shunned from the community. I’m going to take a deep breath and be out with it. Here it is, my dirty little secret: my house is always clean, neat, and organized. Now please stay with me a moment – this is […]
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 […]
Whale Tail!
At first I was going to do a “Wordless Wednesday” post – does anyone still do that? I’m so hip to the scene – but then I realized that it’s Thursday, which is great, really, but probably means that “Wordless Wednesday” isn’t exactly relevant. Nonetheless, I was going to entitle it Whale Tail and then […]
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 […]