His bags are packed. The passport is ready. Forms are filled out. The money is in the account. And…
WriteOut of Her Mind
Canada Day
It’s no secret I’m not much of a planner, preferring to fly by the seat of my pants…
Vote
I love elections. I couldn’t wait to get my voter registration notice in the mail. It’s…
Post-podium panic
The Olympics are over. Now what? I cannot remember what we did before them and I haven’t a…
Oh, Canada, eh?
O Canada, my home and native land, as I prepare to celebrate your beauty by decorating my family in…
Lead by example
Before I begin, let me say I have a squeaky clean driving record. I have all my points incurring…
The Vegas Mojo
You should know by now I am a seeker of signs: purpose, life direction, meaning, location of my car…
Science Fair unfair
If there was one class I hated in public school, it was science class (and gym, math and grade 8…
Rink rat
When I tell people I am married to a Carpenter, I often hear how lucky I am to be with a spouse who…
Distant memories
I was 10 years old when my Nana Waterhouse passed away. I wore a yellow skirt with a white blouse…
The M word
Every day is Mother’s Day. Do you know how I know that? Because every day, somebody yells the…
So long, summer
There is a melancholy sentiment to the changing of the seasons. I think we all feel it, like a…
All you need
Christmas makes me sentimental. I think it has something to do with getting older, wiser (what? It…
Confessions of an athlete’s mom
I would like to add another chapter to the mother guilt collection I have accumulated over the past…
Mustang Kelly
Another birthday has come and gone. Despite the fact that I was an angel all year, my dream gift…