The book fair is finished now, much to my relief. By the end of it I pretty much hated children, a sentiment not unlike the one I used to get when I waitressed in university and would, after working a certain number of shifts in a row, hate the entire human race. By the end […]
Nicole’s 10 Sexiest Men Alive List, or the post where I shamelessly objectify males
November 19, 2011 by 16 Comments
Groundhogs, The Bachelor and male pattern baldness.
February 2, 2011 by 9 Comments
Certain special days do not translate well for everyone. For example, Robbie Burns Day – does anyone who is not of Scottish heritage really want to eat haggis and listen to bagpipes? I’m half Scottish and I certainly don’t want to – or President’s Day, which does not carry over very well to countries that […]
Talk me down, baby.
July 20, 2010 by 6 Comments
So it seems like a LOT of us like the Canadian boys! This is a point of national pride! Thanks for all the comments, I absolutely loved them. They reminded me of the many, many crushes I had in my long-vanquished youth: Judd Nelson, Michael Hutchence, Mark Wahlberg, Han Solo. Check, check, check, CHECK. Speaking […]
Hey, did you hear Michael Jackson died?
July 16, 2010 by 14 Comments
I know. Shocking isn’t it? Kidding, of course, I’m not THAT out of touch – you’re out of touch, I’m out of time, but I’m out of my head when you’re not around – but I do find it very difficult to relate to people I saw interviewed on the anniversary of his death, whenever […]
The Sun Came Out!
April 30, 2010 by 9 Comments
This was the view from my back door yesterday morning: Spring! It’s mostly melted now, but it was snowing and grey for most of the day until about 6:00 pm, when the sun festively came out. Jake’s mystery illness presented itself as a nasty headcold, and I just could not face bundling him up, running […]
Halfway to 70, or Taking the A Train to Cougarville
April 20, 2010 by 7 Comments
Tomorrow is my birthday! I am not at all shy about telling people it is my birthday. If it didn’t make me look like I have a mental illness, I would walk around with a tiara and a “Birthday Girl” button, or possibly even a sandwich board. I love my birthday. I don’t mind the […]
He’s gone.
March 15, 2010 by 6 Comments
Oh I, oh I, I’d better learn how to face it. I love Hall and Oates. So what did I do other than bake bread this weekend? Hold onto your hats: I went to Ikea. I think I’ve made it fairly clear that I’m not someone who particularly enjoys shopping, so I entered the store […]
