I don’t write much when I’m sad. I don’t mind writing about being sad, but I don’t like to write when I am currently sad. There is a reason for this. I feel, I really do, that I am an extremely fortunate person and that I have more than most. I … [Continue reading]
All Timmy wanted for Christmas was TIME
April 24, 2009 by
Did you see Grey’s Anatomy last night? If you did, and you are a parent, you probably know what I’m going to talk about, and it’s not the explosion of pregnant TV actresses (what is up with the girls on How I Met Your Mother? Don’t drink the water … [Continue reading]
The Queen and I
April 21, 2009 by
Queen Elizabeth II and I have something important in common; we share the same birthday, which is today! By writing this, it is clear I am not the type of person who coyly skirts the birthday issue, or likes to keep birthday celebrations to a … [Continue reading]
What I Did Today
April 17, 2009 by
A little while ago, an article was circulating entitled “Why do friends with kids never have time?”, all about stay at home moms and what they do all day. I agreed with the article’s general sentiment but thought it was a bit mean spirited and maybe … [Continue reading]
Stars – They’re Just Like Us!
April 15, 2009 by
So yesterday I was in the hair salon, getting my inch or so of pure grey roots coloured, when I reached for salon-type reading material: People and US Weekly. Let me preface this by saying that tabloid magazines are a bit lost on me, as I rarely … [Continue reading]
Three Confessions That Make Me Feel Weird in the World of Mothers
April 13, 2009 by
1) I can’t stand being called “Mommy”. It’s “Mama” or “Mom”. No “Mommy”.2) I can happily hold someone else’s baby without actually wanting a baby of my own. Yesterday I held my cute little nephew at Easter dinner, and later whispered to my husband … [Continue reading]
Signs Spring has Sprung at Nicole’s House
April 8, 2009 by
1) Green sprouts of perennial flowers emerging through the leaf mulch, surely to suffer frost damage and be snowed on, yet still poking their tenacious selves up. Oh hardy perennials, how I love you.2) Two pairs of rubber boots outside … [Continue reading]
