Monthly Archives: April 2012

Why I Don’t Wear Beige Undergarments

I’m—mostly—okay with my old lady tendencies. Other than the poor circulation part—I could do without the constant cold extremities part of basically being a senior citizen. I mean, think about it. I eat dinner at 5:30pm, you guys. Early-bird special? Don’t mind if I do! I yell at no one in…

Love Love Love

Honestly with the snow. REALLY? Snow. On April 27th. The funny thing is that this really should not surprise a single person who lives in the GTA. It’s always cold in April. Always. It’s around this time every year where complaints start coming in on Twitter to the tune of…

The Forgotten Garden = FORGETTABLE

The English Patient. It that book. That one book that I just cannot bring myself to finish. I have tried—many times, too many to count, even. The writing is lovely and lyrical, sure, but, well, every time I sit down with the book in hands, it’s like suddenly I’m Elaine…

Different Drummer He Marches To

I receive many, many emails from my children’s school—early closings, performances, graduations, Scholastic book orders. Truth be told, though, because there are six teachers between my three children, and I often receive the exact same piece of news from all six of the teachers, I tend to skin most of…

Why I Cried at a Mexican Restaurant. And Why I Will Never Answer My Door Again.

He knocks on my door. I open it only a tiny bit—I know not to let strange men into my house. He flashes an Enbridge logo and clipboard and says he’s here from Enbridge to check our water heater. I know not to let strange men into our house.  But,…

I Don’t Even Know What He’s Talking A-Boat Anymore

My son has developed something I never expected— —a full-fledged Canadian accent. So, for example, let’s say that I was saying the following, which, of course, it completely hypothetical because I am not sporty and I don’t really like ice cream: I played hockey in my socks with Josh and…

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