The Challenges of a Would Be Wanna Be Goddess

Dear Blog: I know it's been awhile since we last spoke. Thanks for being so understanding and giving me some space. You've always b...

Goodness ... has it been over a month since I've last posted?? Where does the time go?

I've been so incredibly swamped and scarily busy these past few weeks, so I haven't had much of an opportunity to post anything. I w...

I was sickened by the late news last night about the woman who threw her young child over the rail of the 401 and then jumped immediately af...

When my youngest child was about three months old, I was ambushed and subsequently interviewed for a local TV parenting show. Several questi...

The naivete and sheer innocence of children often reminds me of how jaded we adults are. Two stories come to mind whenever I think about how...

Wow, I'm running so far behind in everything! I had a completely packed and busy week last week because of my son's tenth birthday ...

Once again, i've been so bogged down that I haven't had much of a chance to post. It's funny how blogging, which began as a plea...

I've been so busy lately and haven't been moved to post at all. I was at a social gathering on the weekend and a question was asked ...

My youngest son just keeps hitting those milestones mercilessly. Within the first week of having begun first grade, he lost his first tooth....

I am often fascinated by how easily children, boys especially, can get together and play. It's as though all they say is "I'm a...

Have any of you ever seen the movie Single White Female? It's about a woman who advertises for a roommate. Said roommate turns out to ha...

Can't think, Brain dumb, Inspiration won't come. Bum pen, No ink, Best wishes, Amen. That little rhymer was scribbled into my grade ...

Today was the first day of school. My youngest child began grade one. There are just way too many emotions to sort through. I have a big l...

I've been so busy trying to soak up the last few weeks of summer that I've ignored the whole world of blogging. (Surprisingly the en...

I took my kids to see "Superman Returns". Most of the movie focussed on the relationship between Lois Lane and the tights-in-fligh...

This past weekend, I was at the cottage entertaining our wonderful friends from Denmark (five of the loveliest individuals one could ever ha...

Growing up, I was cautioned to trust no one. My parents were very suspicious of others, particularly those of the non-Korean persuasion. I s...

One of my neighbours got married and had a child later in life. Said child is extremely petite; she weighs twenty-two pounds and is about th...

I heard on the radio yesterday that Wireton Willy died after a bout of pneumonia or some such groundhog version of the ailment. I was curiou...

Well since I'm feeling utterly wretched at the moment, i thought I'd just engage in some public bitching. Why is that people feel co...

This came from Snooze and while I thought it was just in the name of good fun actually seems to really scream me. Your Birthdate: January 2...

I just love how the fashion world patronises us in an oh-so-obvious way. It's yesterday's news that on the whole, people are getting...

There are a lot of things I don't like about Toronto. Or more accurately, it's not that I dislike Toronto so much as the fact that, ...

Does anyone remember good manners? Don't get me wrong, I'm no Emily Post. I do occasionally put my elbows on the table, although nev...

I went to a dance performance held by my kids' school this evening. It was far better than I hadanticipated it would be. It was really ...

So while I'm on my rant about racial stereotypes, I thought I'd add in this post. A few weeks ago, I snuck out for a much needed men...

The other night I went to the worst and stupidest excuse for a party ever. The event in question was a neighbour's birthday party. The b...

When I was growing up, a few of my friends and I used to have some fun with the phone. On PA days and during the summer holidays, we would p...

I read a little miscellaneous bit of nothing in the Globe and Mail the other day. The title of the blurb was "Why we need sex". (I...

A number of my friends have buns in their ovens at the moment, and it's caused me to reflect back upon my own pregnancies. Snooze once s...

A few months ago, my step-daughter called me from university to announce that THE event had happened: she'd lost her virginity. Since th...

When I was in the second grade, my father was on a year-long sabbatical. He chose to go to Brussels, Belgium, mainly I believe so that he co...

I hate ironing. It is the absolute bane of my existence. I've never liked it, even as a small child when dreary domestic stuff seemed so...

My day started off on a revolting note, then quickly descended into humiliation and defensive bitchiness. Last week, I took my daughter to t...