Raising children is the most joyous and terrifying thing I have ever done. And that is why…
WriteOut of Her Mind
No matter what
Thanksgiving weekend is upon us and you really can’t go wrong with a holiday that has…
Blame it on Bubl
This is how rumours get started. I blame it all on Michael Bublé. Well, him and the…
The Daddy Day
Imagine being married to someone who publishes your personal life in a newspaper that goes…
Giving thanks
Now that I am a parent, I have to let go of my greedy notions that Thanksgiving is really about…
The Force
I married the Carpenter because he is the ying to my yang (that sounds inappropriate), the white to…
Crop circles
Happy Birthday Queen Victoria. Thank you for giving us Canadians a completely irrelevant excuse to…
Hug my mug
There are some things a married couple should not share. For instance, you should not share a…
Silence is bronze
It’s not nice to poke fun at your spouse. Never tease a spouse. Sometimes you have to keep…
Giddy Up
Once a week I go to my “happy place,” which ironically happens to be a horse stable in…
Home
They say you once you leave a place, you can never go home again. It’s true. Sometimes…
Shell shocked
Hoards of impatient shoppers and parking lot tensions freak me out as the Christmas shopping season…
Gender bunny
Don’t ask me how I get myself into these situations, but recently I found myself discussing…
The holy grill
If there is one thing I know for sure about my relationship with my husband, the Carpenter,…
My dance card
There is one event in our social calendar that the Carpenter and I don’t miss: the Monster…