Category: the girl behind the screen

I Think I Need A Paddle. Or At Least Some Depends.

I’m taking my puffer and the codeine-filled cough syrup every four hours as directed (I’m typically a rule follower by nature, although I never repeat in my lather and rinse routine) even though cherry-flavored anything makes me gag (except for Nibs because they really basically just taste like sugar plastic)…

One Second

It’s funny how your day can change in just one second. One second you are sitting in your car, listening to the last few chapters of Jesse Eisenberg’s self-narrated “Bream Gives Me Hiccups,” making good time even in Sunday Bathurst Street traffic on your way to a fun family photoshoot….

Rage Against The Fruit Flies

Getting children ready for school is basically a full time job. School supplies. High school orientation. “I have nothing to wear on the first day of school…” English subject textbooks ($520 later…). “My shoes don’t fit” Hebrew subject textbooks that, of course, the store is out of. “But Mama I NEED…