I don’t know if you could detect it, but when I wrote my last post, I was very low in spirits. One might even say that I was blue. I later realized that it was Blue Monday, the saddest day of the year! I was sad on Blue Monday! I’m a walking cliche. The tide […]
"I think you need a pin, dear."
January 14, 2013 by
I had a rather strange and upsetting weekend, which I am not going to talk about except to say that my role as School Council/ Parent Association Chair is priming me for a career in diplomatic relations. Or perhaps, given my experiences of this weekend, I can now apply for a job as a very, very low-stakes […]
You’re going down, bitch.
December 27, 2012 by
Well hello, my friends. I hope you have been making merry in the past few days. It has been so frigidly cold here, but I’m kind of glad – it gives me an excuse to be extremely lazy and slothful. Kids in their jammies into the afternoon? Well, why not? We’re not going anywhere in this […]
Full Moon, and the Werewolves (of London) are coming
November 29, 2012 by
For those of you who keep track of moon phases, which may or may not be many people, there was a full moon on Wednesday. For me, a full moon means no yoga – it’s tradition to not practice on full or new moon days – which translates to extra sleep. For some, however, it means that the Wolfman […]
FEEL THE ENERGY
November 26, 2012 by
Every month, I realize anew that my complete lack of energy for a week, followed by super-strength-energizer-bunny energy is actually related to my, how shall I put this, lady cycles. And yet every month I find myself wondering what is wrong with me, and why am I so tired? Last week everything was a massive […]
Busy Bee
November 21, 2012 by
It was “Dress as Your Twin” day at school – a day where kids get “spirit points” for their “colour squad” if they dress the same as someone else, and my kids took it to the extreme, dressing in the exact same outfit, down to the socks and underwear. Extra points for that? I am […]
Hot Carl
November 5, 2012 by
Twice a year I find myself commenting that I am in awe that we, as a society, still deal with such an antiquated notion as Daylight Savings Time, and twice a year my husband tells me that I am starting to sound crazy when I launch a diatribe against it. And yet, although my children are […]
