November 30, 2017
Today is a sick day for Hunter. What are your kids like when they are sick? Hunter is alternating between needing a lot of snuggles and being extremely cranky….like you would expect. You know your kids are not feeling well when you suggest a nap and they don’t even fight you on it! If he isn’t better tomorrow, off…
November 28, 2017
This goofball is my heart outside of my chest. Her and my son are my everything. She is my little firecracker: my small, resourceful, highly empathetic and sensitive girl. So I was not surprised, nor offended, when she said this little gem the other day: “Mom. Your skin has a smell. Actually, everyone’s skin has a smell. Not their armpits,…
November 21, 2017
Do you believe in signs? I never used to, but I do now. I think things changed when I started to listen to what many call their “gut instinct” or “following your heart”. I would feel this panicky need to do something, or a pang of jealousy over someone’s accomplishment, or start seeing the same word over and over and…
November 16, 2017
It started with a couch. An unexpected purchase. When we found out we were moving, we knew that our L-shaped couch wouldn’t fit in to our new space. There is really only space for a couch in one of two spots. On either wall our old couch would stick out into the room, causing bruised knees as we tried to…
November 14, 2017
I was having coffee with a friend the other day and he pointed out that I have become the quintessential 1950’s housewife and we both laughed. I have known him since I was 20 years old, so we both remember my Beat generation, damn the man, I’ll always be a free artist phase. But when you have kids, things change.…
November 9, 2017
If you live in Calgary, AB, like I do, you know how crazy erratic the weather can be. I’ve lived in three provinces and Alberta is, by far, the craziest. There are no seasons, there are seasons within seasons. It is possible for it to snow in June or rain in January. It is also possible to have really warm…
November 7, 2017
In the past, I was never one to make a gratitude journal. I’m weird and always tried to start one when I was in a funk or very depressed. It’s hard to write what you do have when you are in a mood that makes you reflect on what others don’t have. You think, “Sure. I have that but it…