When I was younger, I honestly believed that my teachers lived at school. Imagine my surprise when I saw one of them out in the world, in the…
Planning a Halloween costume with tweens is an epic process. If it is the dreaded group costume, it will be a roller coaster of emotions, tears (mostly yours)…
Canadian Thanksgiving is upon me. I say “me” because we all know who is at least planning the whole tumult, if not also cooking it. The Mom of…
Sitting in the back of my underwear drawer, beneath an eclectic mix of boxer panties, grannies, and bras, you will find a thong. Singular. Just one. And it’s…
I prefer my friendships like I prefer my coffee: strong, can be a little bitter sometimes, and low-maintenance. I don’t feel the need to have the Ninja Coffee…
“I can’t tell my parents, as they would DEFINITELY not understand. I don’t know what to do,” the teenager commented on my blog post. A minute later, “Also,…
Last spring, I did something crazy. I signed up for one of those box clothing subscriptions– you might know the one. You fill out a short survey and…
My eyebrows. Let’s talk about them. Let’s tackle those bad boys head on because a lot of the general public feel like they are bad and shouldn’t have…
I am middle-aged. If we want to get technical about it, since I am 47, I may actually be past middle-aged; if it means the middle of one’s…
The work was never done. There was always a pile of laundry or a sink full of dishes that demand our attention. Always a closet to be cleaned…