I’m always on the hunt for hacks – anything to make my life easier – to save time, money, effort, my sanity. Once in a while, I’ll come across something in an online search and after trying it out – will realize it’s a bit of a dud. But that’s not the case with the…
If your friends all jumped off a bridge – would you do it too? Remember when your parents uttered this phrase to you in the hopes that you would actually put some individualized thought into your actions and behaviour? I can’t even count how many times I’ve said this very same phrase to my own…
A little birdie told me to stop sitting in my favourite summer time perch – on my front porch with my feet up and dumb dog below. It’s my favourite spot as it looks out over my quiet street and the forested area beyond and I’m partially obscured by my wee lilac tree so no…
I’m trying here – to raise good kids who grow into good adults. According to my oldest two, I’m the strictest parent they know. They spit these words at me to wound – but I truly wear them as a badge of honour. Nevertheless, no matter how hard I try: to be clear with my…
There’s this tree. I pass under it almost every day on the trek to and from school. Most days, I barely notice it. But come spring time, when its leaves first appear – I am on high alert for the barely noticeable pink blooms poking their way into the world. Each morning, I eagerly check…
Growing up in the 70s and 80s, going to McDonald’s was a treat. My brother and I learned that McDonald’s wasn’t a place you asked to go to. It didn’t work that way in our house. Mom and Dad decided when we went there – and we were ecstatic whenever this occasion occurred. This was…
There are some things I will always spend my hard-earned cash on – no matter what. For instance – my cans of Diet Coke – those are just a no-brainer. If you ever take a peek in my cold cellar, I guarantee there is at least a case on the shelf. My eye starts to…
It’s been a while since I stepped foot in a gym – nine years to be exact. And sometimes I miss it – the glorious smell of sweat delicately hanging in the air, the whir of pedals as spandex-clad women go nowhere fast and of course . . . the drama. No matter what day…
A few months ago, my middle daughter asked me to read a book of hers. It was a young adult novel called Dear Evan Hansen – and up until that point in time, it wasn’t on my radar. But the fact that my kid read it and it meant so much to her that she…
I am inventor of the night walk – or so I believed. The concept came to me years ago when my daughters were young. It had been a long and cold winter day and since my girls weren’t yet in school, the kids and I had spent most of the day cooped up inside. Making…
