WriteOut of Her Mind

You know I am often game for public humiliation. Not on purpose, but by misfortune and by my own…

Size matters. That is especially true when it comes to today’s technological gadgets. I…

Washing dishes is a dangerous thing for me. I think a lot. That’s usually trouble. Like when…

My son’s first Saturday morning hockey practice did not go according to plan. I bet Sydney…

The colour-coded calendar on the fridge is full with PA days, pizza lunches, sports schedules, and…

Now that I am a parent, I have to let go of my greedy notions that Thanksgiving is really about…

It was a typical Sunday morning. The coffee was poured. The newspaper was spread across the kitchen…

Before I begin, let me say I have a squeaky clean driving record. I have all my points incurring…

I believe Halloween costumes say a lot about the person wearing them; you know, who they really are…

You might think me superstitious, but I’m not (touch wood). I am sure that it was a mere…

Remembrance Day presents an interesting challenge for parents. We must walk a delicate balance…

Surely I am not the only person who wonders if their children were put forth onto this planet as…

First term is almost over. It’s time for parent-teacher interviews. Twice a year, I meet the…

Pop stars and chipmunks have invaded my iPod. Unbeknownst to me, my iTunes music library has been…

Deck the halls with boughs of holly. Yeah, it should be so easy. Try decorating a Christmas tree…