Living Creatively, Living the Dream
It’s March Break and I’ve done absolutely nothing! Well…unless you count a hockey tournament, daily drives back and forth to volleyball camp that have me getting out of bed at a ridiculous hour, a few trips to the rink for Continue reading March Break…
I never believed in the “power of women.” Until I needed them. Until I was held together by the most remarkable group of girlfriends, cousins, mothers, aunts, sisters, daughters…I’ve ever known. Until one after the next, I heard from friends Continue reading International Women’s Day…
Last week…over pancakes, sausages and a dozen hockey players enjoying one another’s company…a few hockey moms and myself were gathered in my living room gossiping and solving the world’s problems. At some point, the conversation turned to whether I’d started Continue reading Match dot com
I broke my toe in a fly hole leaving me to wonder why the front hole in a pair of boxers is called a fly. Leaving you to wonder what my toe was doing inside one? The answer is simple. Continue reading Fly on my toe…
I’ve written a few posts on bullying. There was the one about how I bullied. The one about how social media has changed the face of bullying. The one about the twitter hashtag I found where local high school kids were Continue reading To this day…
Will there ever come a time when I don’t worry about my kids? Try to smooth out the rough patches and clear a path forward? Is my heart so in-tune to their needs that the day will come when it’s Continue reading Leading the way…
They caught me off guard this morning. Sometime between hockey, school, riding and volleyball…while I was out of the house driving one kid to an activity, anticipating the other to be picked up and dropped off in order for me Continue reading Happy Valentine’s Day
At one point, there were so many panic attacks, I actually started having panic attacks for fear of an oncoming panic attack! It was a circle I couldn’t get out of…without help. I’m still not sure what started it but Continue reading Let’s talk…
That superbowl ad…the one with the Clydesdale and his trainer…you know, the Budweiser horse that rode in the parade, saw the man who was there to bring him into this world…the man who loved and trained him then proudly stood Continue reading Margot and Ozzy…
Spiderman is about to pick his courses for High School. HIGH SCHOOL! It was only yesterday we were trying to decide whether to put him in Primary French Immersion or not. Then, the other day, we had a grand discussion Continue reading Picking the right course…
I’m a little behind on my Queen’s Updates! Prior to this, I tried to write one per month as a little “wrap up” and a reminder to folks to read a post they may have missed. Well…I’ve not written Continue reading Queen’s 22nd Update…
So far, January has sucked! It started with The Tall Blonde’s ski accident which, along with a great amount of “mom stress”, caused me to miss several days of classes. Then, with the help of a blast of meds and Continue reading Feeling better…
Ever since I started school, my eyes have been opened to a lot of things I may otherwise never have known. Like, for example, the difference between RGB and CMYK, Tone and Impression, Leading and Kerning, Gay and Transgender. Oh… Continue reading I <3 my trans friend...
“You and the kids should come to Florida with us.” “You’re Crazy” I replied, time and time again. She even said it after our night in a hotel in Paris when I snored like a trucker. (Note: If you’re a Continue reading Vacation…
It was pretty much a stupid week. There was the concussion, black eye, broken nose and compromised neck. Throw in a pulled groin, two cavities, one tooth that needs to be pulled and two trips to the physiotherapist. Top it Continue reading Better days ahead…
“FINE! But I’m taking Beyoncé with me,” he spat. Then, proceeded to tuck the life-sized, cardboard cut-out under his arm and walk from the room. I’d just finished explaining to Spiderman that his room was the darkest. That The Tall Continue reading Cut-it-out!
The “breakfast tray” we received as a wedding gift, was never used very often. The odd “Mother’s Day.” Or maybe a couple of times when the kids were sick…or faking sick…and I wanted to give them a little extra love. Continue reading Breakfast tray…
I received the phone call at 4:15 and by 5:23, I was standing in front of the registration desk at Colchester Regional Hospital’s emergency department…before the ambulance arrived from the ski hill. The Tall Blonde took a tumble. Or three. More like Continue reading Uphill from here…
I’ve been three days trying to come up with something fabulous to say and the fact is…I got nothin’! I’m taking down the tree, cleaning the house, spending the last few days with The Tall Blonde before she heads Continue reading Resolutions…
I love my tree…the memories on it. Each year we’re reminded of stories and adventures as one ornament after the next is retrieved from their boxes. When The Tall Blonde was a baby, I started the Christmas Eve tradition of Continue reading Ten ornaments on my tree…