True confessions: I have never taken my children to a mall to “meet Santa”. I’m going to really put myself out there for a moment and say that it has always seemed a little skeevy to me, to set my babies on this dressed-up stranger’s lap, this stranger masquerading as Santa, only to have them […]
Don’t it make my brown eyes bluuuuueeee.
So I’ve been blue, due to a number of factors, the most pressing being disappointment over not being offered a writing contract that I had my heart set on. I’ve been in mourning about it, wallowing and eating all manner of bad things, and reading my most favourite comfort book, Diary of a Provincial Lady. […]
T minus 7
My husband has been away on a golf trip and yesterday I did something I haven’t done since my single-girl days: I had popcorn for dinner. I announced it to the kids that we were going to have pancakes and popcorn for dinner, and that announcement was met with silent, nervous smiles. “Do you mean, we’re […]
My Favourite Cup
The handle broke off of my favourite mug a couple of weeks ago. It was a tall, lidded, blue ceramic cup with flowers on it that I had received in a gift basket from my husband’s colleagues when Mark was born. I have used this mug every day since then, and now it is broken. […]
I-I-I-I’m Still Alive!
So here it is, May 23, and we are still here. I guess the rapture didn’t occur after all, or, if it did, I was seriously excluded. I wore my special Judgment Day panties for nothing? NOTHING? I spent the weekend celebrating the birth of Queen Victoria by way of a road trip to visit my in-laws, and […]
A New Kind of Groundhog Day!
Friday evening my husband came home late from his golf game to find me on the couch in my pajamas, halfway through both a bottle of wine and the pilot episode of NYPD Blue. “Hi sweetie,” I said happily, as if I hadn’t seen this episode many times before, “Sipowicz got shot! Oooh, look: You […]
Friday the 13th, and Privilege Problems
I just realized, now, that it is Friday the 13th! Maybe that explains things, and by things I mean my state of crossness and irritability, although I really think that my attitude is more likely attributed to my lack of sleep and excessive worry due to my son having pneumonia, rather than the date. I […]