My daughter recently returned home from Girl Guide camp where she had a fantastic time. We missed her terribly – until roughly 24 hours after her return home.…
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…
I’m slowly destroying a world that has done me no ill. Even though being the worst eco role model of all time ensures my daughter will legally change…
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…
Boobs Tits Jihooblies Tatas Fun bags Sweater Puppets Also a source of endless anxiety. It all started as we went through puberty. I don’t know about you but…
In times of crisis, some people turn to alcohol, some knitting, some break into tears. I’ve even heard of some whack-a-doodles finding comfort in poetry. I’ve tried all…
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 no longer be silent. When your actions and your words have a negative impact on my family, children of this country, and every community. I tried…
“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…