Our ability to feel compassion is what makes us human – it’s just about the only thing that differentiates us from the disgusting slugs I carefully mince my way over on the morning sidewalk. And despite what the bleeding hearts within society will have you believe, compassion is not always a simple, straightforward, clear-cut or…
This post started out as a frenzied rant against the punctuality slobs in our midst. You know the ones – the cretins who routinely drop their kids off late for school or are 15 minutes late for their doctor’s appointment which was scheduled right before mine. These untimely slip-ups have the potential of causing a…
Long before there was a husband and kids; before cooking and cleaning and driving everyone and their best friend around; before dog and laundry and paying bills; before packing school lunches and making orthodontic appointments – there was watching movies – at the theatre, at the drive-in, at friends’ houses, at my house. And even…
Last month I was reading the Toronto Star, minding my own business – when I was stopped cold by this headline: Another parent told me not to film my child’s solo at spring concert. The gist of the item is this: A mother planned on using her iPad to film her daughter’s solo at the…
It is sometimes difficult for me to reconcile to the fact that a country that played such an integral part in my coming of age; one that helped usher in my introduction to adult independence; the back drop for my eye-opening realization of how expansive and wondrous the world can be – was little more…
For the record, I bear no ill will toward the study of human societies and cultures. The Anthropologie to which I am referring is the upscale chain boutique that boasts an alarmingly high-priced stock of boho chic women’s clothing, accessories and home decor. To further muddle things – I recently made the startling realization that…
I’d tell you that my husband’s aunt died a few weeks ago – but “husband’s aunt” just doesn’t cut it. In fact – it barely scratches the surface. Long before I met my husband, I met his aunt. She and I embarked on an interesting and somewhat unconventional relationship that started off one way and…
