How was your weekend? The boys had each made an adorable card for their dad – Mark’s with a picture of a tiger saying “I Roar You” and Jake’s in the shape of a shirt with a tie – and in addition to a couple of purchased gifts, my husband also received a jar of […]
It just doesn’t add up.
I seem to have caught the boys’ cold, it is no one’s favourite time of the month, and the sky is dark grey and it’s chilly and rainy. It’s like a trifecta of mildly depressing things. Also mildly depressing is that I am repeating behaviours that I repeat every single June: I listen to the […]
If I have to, I can face anything! I am woman!
I unclogged the gutters today! I know I’ve written about this before, but every time I perform a job like that, I feel like raising my fist in the air and singing “I am strong – STRONG – I am invincible – INVINCIBLE – I am WOMAN.” Hear me roar, I unclogged the gutters! I […]
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 […]
It’s only Tuesday? We’re all going to die!
Here’s a view of our backyard; the kids are in their pajamas because someone who is not me took the kids out in only their pajamas to take a picture of the giant snowball that they made. What a weird day. It’s only 2:15 and it has just been a strange day. I keep reminding […]
Polymer Anarchy – a guest post
One of my very favourite blog friends is Marilyn, at A Lot of Loves. She’s awesome and funny and has a really great site. When she asked me to guest post, I was thrilled and started a post on non-Newtonian liquids. That’s fun to say. Non-Newtonian liquids. This morning I woke up feeling all stabby […]
What makes a happy couple? Not outdoor soccer.
Last week I was applying makeup while wearing my robe and Jake peered over at my exposed legs. “Mom, you should go put your stockings on,” he said in a voice of concern. I assured him that I didn’t need to wear my stockings anymore! Happy news! He repeated his request, slightly louder. I repeated […]