Monthly Archives: July 2016

It Just Is

At 4:45 this morning, I woke up in an unexpected full-body panic attack. I say unexpected because this week has been pretty great, I was a little surprised to see my good friend anxiety lurking around. But that’s the thing about anxiety, isn’t it? There’s no pattern to it, sometimes…

Help

This week I gave $24.00 and my leftover lunch to two people who asked me for help. Many years ago, on an unusually cold winter night, a young girl showed up on my suburban doorstep. She had gotten turned around, confused by all of the streets that looked the same,…

Saying No And The Garage Studio

I’m determined by nature and limited by finances and the Toronto nosebleed season of bad weather from November through June. Also, I’m what you’d call a little bit unemployed (read: not only a little bit) and I’m down 2/3 of my noisemakers and food consumers — one is off having…

Letting Go Of The Summer Mom Guilt

summer mom guilt (suhm-er mom gilt) noun 1. How Facebook and other social media sites make me feel from the end of June until the beginning of September. 2. Something I’m losing this year. My friends’ kids are doing amazing things this summer — they are going to the zoo, going to Canada’s…

css.php