It seems we all have very strong opinions on skinny jeans! I do feel that we should have learned lessons from the eighties. I will say this, my very worst hair decision ever - and this is even worse than my 1985 mullet that my mom had home permed - … [Continue reading]
Lucky Number Seven
It was Jake's seventh birthday yesterday! For the past week I've been reminiscing about my pregnancy and his birth: how I craved and ate a jar of Cheez Whiz a week, disturbingly enough; how I became a completely crazed hormonal being the day before … [Continue reading]
Batting 500
It all started when I read my friend Swistle's post about behaviours that are "mom-ish" and behaviours that are "old lady-ish". For example, referring to youth as "young people today", fumbling for change while the grocery store lineup expands … [Continue reading]
A touch of the mitten-tip
I have been reading the Little House series to the boys for a while now, and we are now almost finished that epistle of madcap gaiety, Little Town on the Prairie. As opposed to the very depressing previous book, The Long Winter - everyone is going … [Continue reading]
Party like it’s 1979
It is, suddenly, fall. My Manitoba maple tree has yellowed overnight, it seems, football has taken over Sundays, and the mornings are very crisp and chilly. Although I cheerfully discuss with the children all the wonderful things to look forward to … [Continue reading]
Cupcakes, shopping, and Junior Mints
I am pleased to report the happy news that there have been zero barfing incidents since the first day of school. Although, writing that, I just broke out into a cold sweat thinking that I just jinxed everything and now my children will be up all … [Continue reading]
Back in business, baby.
"I'm back in business" Mark said the night before school started. You know how sometimes, just sometimes, you get a feeling about what your child will be when he grows up? I feel quite sure that Mark is going to be an engineer. If you know any … [Continue reading]