Food, Travel, Life
When my children were babies, I felt sure that I could never let them out of my sight. As they grew into toddlers, I became anxious about sending them to school. For a time I gave serious consideration to homeschooling them. At first I couldn’t understand why I was so hesitant to send them to …
We’re coming up to the time of year when the ring of the phone or a knock at the door means one of two things: the duct-cleaning people are in the area and rumour has it your ducts are filthy or someone is collecting for something to help someone else. Who hasn’t ducked down below window …
I don’t care if you have three graduate degrees and a PhD in Metaphysical Philosophy – you can never be prepared for the fear that comes with being a parent. It’s the worst kind of fear, because it’s a special kind of fear that seeps into every corner of your life. The thought that our …
Lunch box confusion is upon us once again. It’s a boomerang issue of what to pack that is healthy, that will get eaten, that avoids nuts and other allergens, and that can be packed fast as well as consumed quickly. Five Tips to Avoid Lunch Box Drama I scan the packages and aisles constantly not only …
It’s always sad to see summer pass us by so quickly. But I have a confession to make, I’m looking forward to fall! Please don’t hate me! Fall is my favourite season thanks to rich colours and boots. Not the boots needed for trudging through deep snow, but all the other lovely ones. I also LOVE a great sweater. …
Do you like haunted houses? Roller coasters? Do you enjoy that rush that comes from physical thrills? That’s how I feel about a really good sci-fi movie–except all the loopty-loops happen in the head. Everyone should be a fan of science fiction films. It’s seldom that a film of any other genre (no matter how entertaining) …
Believe me. There is no one who dreads back to school as much as I do. My kids think they are the ones with all the stress and worry over going back, but under my cool and calm exterior my inner child is panicking about a forgotten text book, a poorly practiced Clarinet piece, and …
For a long time I held the narrow opinion of where good wine should come from; namely the liquor store. I’ve spent years turning my nose up at “homemade” versions and mostly because I had my share of lousy wines stolen from a friend’s basement in my late teens. I can’t be the only one …
