Hello there! It feels like a long time since I’ve posted, so I’m hopping right back in the saddle. Things have been busy around here. I’ve oscillated from overwhelming love for the city and all the generous and kind people in it, and overwhelming despair that it will never be enough, no matter how hard […]
Did you know November is Gratitude Month?
Well, it is! I don’t know who comes up with these specialty months; probably the same people who come up with “Grandparents’ Day”. For the record, every day is Grandparents’ Day, just like every month should be Gratitude Month. Right? It’s like I tell my kids when they are coveting something new immediately after a […]
What kind of monster have I become?
It’s a beautiful autumn day here in YYC! Did you just cry a little? Yeah, me too. Less than two weeks ago, this was the scene: Jake, climbing our tree, wearing shorts. Not shown in this photograph is the total heart attack I was having and trying to conceal. “Wow, honey, you’re a really great climber!” […]
Santa’s coming! Santa! I know him!
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. […]