Father Christmas has nothing on the father of my children, the Carpenter. He is the hero of the…
WriteOut of Her Mind
Oh, Spring
Oh Spring, your manic mood swings are giving me migraines. Could you please settle on a happy,…
Seeing things
Mick Jagger, you said it best. “You can’t always get what you want. But if you try…
The real Santa
I knew one day it would happen. We were going to have “the talk” with the kids. The end…
Marital Morse code
Say what you will about technology, but I believe it may be one of the best things to happen to my…
Birthday blues
It goes without saying that men and women view birthdays differently. Everything from the gift to…
Hit reply
Recently, I found myself apologizing for something I am not actually sorry for – being busy.…
Saddle up
Believe it or not, the highlight of my week is the one night I spend sitting in a horse arena. For…
Lessons from Dad
I am a Daddy’s Girl through and through, but let me clarify what that means to me. My dad and…
The hockey bag
As a proud Canadian there are two things I realize I am not allowed to complain about: the cold…
Sanctuary
It is said that if you build it, they will come. I convinced the Carpenter to create a sanctuary in…
Celebrate
Maybe it’s just me, but it seems we don’t take time to celebrate life anymore, until…
Under the stars
I’m not bragging but, when Blue Rodeo came to town for Riverfest Elora last Saturday, they…
The gift of time
Dear Santa Claus: Please accept this letter as my formal Christmas wish list. Since I am a writer…
Teenage comedic genius
By the end of this week, the Carpenter and I will officially be the parents of two teenagers. The…