One great thing about hospitals: they’re air conditioned. So, when I spent a few hours in an…
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Witching hour
It happens most nights around 3am. The witching hour. Random and uninvited, it is the moment my…
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…
The mighty fall
I know we are all sick of hearing about Toronto Mayor Rob Ford and his ridiculous candour (or lack…