Every single morning, the first thing I do after waking is carefully make my way down the stairs and pour my pre-measured water from the coffee pot into the appropriate receptacle in the machine, and then press start. After that I drink two big glasses of water and head to the bathroom for my morning […]
People Are Strange, When You’re A Stranger
You know, Mom, you might want to consider switching up your routine, my older son said to me. That way, if someone doesn’t see you for a few days, they won’t think Rex died. It’s not like I walk the exact same route at the exact same time every single day, but I do often […]
If I Had A Billion Dollars
If you had asked me one month ago what I have in common with Mike Vrabel, head coach of the New England Patriots, I would have stared into space for a moment before responding that we are both humans living on the planet at the same time, but nothing else. That was before my husband, […]
Ducks, Dialects, Daddy Cool
I learned something absolutely wild this week, and even though I immediately fact-checked it, I still was in shock and disbelief. I still AM in shock and disbelief. From an episode of Were You Raised By Wolves – my current and longtime favourite podcast about modern etiquette, which is more fun than it sounds, really […]
Let The Music Play
Turkish Delight, On A Moonlit Night I am currently in a delightful chapter in my life in which my children are grown and my husband and I are healthy and mobile, and so we have big plans to do a lot of travelling. It’s a big world out there and I want to see as […]
Five For Friday: The Pandemic Habits That Stuck Around For Five Years Edition
Yesterday marks the five-year anniversary of the first of many Covid lockdowns. I have been reflecting on the pandemic a lot lately because of this; for me as for most, it was a time of despair, depression, anxiety, and fear. I have also discovered that I have a lot of shame and embarrassment due to […]
Feeling Salty
Grumpy McGrumperson How are we all doing with the transition to Daylight Saving Time, I ask as I drink my third cup of coffee and glare angrily off into the dark morning? I swear to god, I swear to GOD that the next person who says “we do this for the farmers,” I will murder […]






