Kelly Waterhouse

The white lace curtains that hung over the window overlooking my desk were moving slowly, in and out, as if breathing. 

When I got home Saturday night from the Meadows Music Festival in Fergus, I reeked of beer, vodka coolers, pop and whatever substances floated through the air, though I did not actually consume any of it. 

I feel it is my civic duty to tell you that if you live in Wellington County and are not a card-carrying member of your local library, you’re missing out on some seriously good stuff.

It turns out country life suits me quite nicely. I am communing with nature every day. It makes me…

The first long weekend of nice weather (fingers crossed) is finally upon us. For this, we must…

Writing a Mother’s Day column is challenging despite the fact that nothing has shaped my life more than becoming a mother – except maybe having one whose influence on my life remains one of my greatest blessings.

One of the greatest legacies a person can leave in their beloved profession is to be a mentor for those new to the trade, who are well aware of the shadow cast by the giants who paved the way before them. Better still is if those mentors have giant hearts.

Marriage is hard. Working in a business together is harder. You both have to pick up sticks, but under no circumstances can you whack each other with them, even if you want to (visualization helps).

At a time when I was on the precipice of a big life decision, a friend gave me this advice: ask yourself what guidance you would give your child if they were in your situation. Then, do that.

You should see how well I’m handling country life. 

Last Easter, the Easter Bunny forgot me. Totally blanked.  He hopped through my house and…

Someone please explain to me the purpose of burrs. It’s like Mother Nature created an all-natural…

Hey spring, thanks for showing up. You’re right on time. I have been anticipating your arrival…

My apologies to the lab technician at LifeLabs who will now have to process the specimen collection…

I’m not typically a jealous woman. I have no reason to be.