Food, Travel, Life
Rosamund Pike was nominated for a Golden Globe award for her stellar portrayal of Amy Dunne in the movie Gone Girl. Gone Girl was one of my most favourite books and movies of last year and if I were a member of the Hollywood Foreign Press, Rosamund would definitely get my vote. She was incredible …
A lot can happen in a year. I can attest to this because once, in a twelve month period, I got married, broke up with my husband and went back to school – five hours away. Another time, within a six month period, I gave birth to a child and buried three people I loved …
Nine times out of 10, my favourite gifts are the ones stashed in my stocking. Why, you may ask? Because Santa, though he spoils me well, knows that stockings are a great place to stuff the things we use on a day-to-day basis. Santa’s known for a long, LONG time that I’m a fan of …
By no means would I ever call myself a Wine’E’ …I am more of a Wine’O’ … I am not classically trained, everything I know about wine I have learned ‘in the field’. What I do know is what I like and what I like to give as hostess/host gifts at the holidays or serve …
Every time I volunteer in my kids’ classrooms, I leave with two things: a headache and a whole new level of awe. Ten plus years of having school-aged children, along with the discussions I’ve had with family and friends who teach, have taught me that a teacher’s work doesn’t end when the bell rings. So if …
These are my new Bos. & Co winter boots. Fancy, right? In years past, I would have let boots like this remain on the store shelf. I had been under the impression that boots like this were purely for show, that they wouldn’t be practical for a harsh Canadian winter. I was wrong. These boots …
Oh the clutter inside is frightful, but the donation box is delightful, and if your stuff has no place to stow, let it go, let it go, let it go. Don’t worry I’m not quitting my day job, but still, this is the song I’m singing to myself as I make a concerted effort to …
I know I’m not standard woman material. I’d rather argue politics than read about the Mom Wars. I’d rather spork myself in the eyeballs than spend hundreds of dollars shopping for fashionable shoes that I know will hurt my feet. And I’d rather spend 10 hours listening to the hamster dance song than watch one …
