WriteOut of Her Mind

So let me get this straight: this week includes daylight savings and the subsequent loss of an hour…

On Saturday night I was honoured to be the emcee for the Big Brothers Big Sisters of Centre…

It was a lazy Sunday morning in our house. Even the dust particles dancing in the sunlight seemed…

Opposites attract. My spouse and I are living proof of that. Sometimes it baffles me that we can…

This may sound cruel, but I got a sick pleasure from telling my spouse, the Carpenter, that this…

Well, you knew this was coming. The San Francisco 49ers dropped the ball and the Kansas City Chiefs…

I cannot believe I’m saying this, but I am taking the San Francisco 49ers for the win in this…

It’s hard to believe it’s been a month since Christmas passed. The tree has been dragged to the…

As much as I think it’s my job to teach my children, they continue to be my best teachers.

I probably shouldn’t admit this, but I woke up to my alarm clock on Jan. 2 with this thought in my head: what will the next decade bring?

Now that Christmas is all wrapped up, I am giving myself one final gift: an official “snuggle up…

It’s a little late, but here I am at the midnight hour, with my Christmas wish list in hand. I am…

The evolution of my Christmas spirit this holiday season is best described using the metaphor of a Christmas tree. You should probably sit down for this one. This could get weird.

Soon we will gather around the dinner table with family for holiday celebrations and, if you’ve got teenagers, your relatives are going to ask them the same question that you dreaded when you were 17: what are you going to do after high school?

I admire people who share photos of their perfectly decorated Christmas trees on social media.