Category Archive: Canada

Books. But also, spilt milk

Where to even begin? Let’s start with all the books. All of them. Because that’s what I’ve been doing since I last posted. Reading and reading and reading. In between books, somehow my… Continue reading

Walk to Me.

Down in the Way Down South, the school year is almost over. Not joking. There are like 4 school days left. FOUR. As I like to encourage books and reading and books and… Continue reading

Ghost baby: or how I am not the Boss

I slowly and extremely carefully walked upstairs, hesitating on the landing before the last few steps. I shuddered at the thought of what I’d see there. I knew it was there. I could… Continue reading

Hump Day

It’s another Wednesday in Florida… Which is pretty much just a regular Wednesday, just with extra sun and humidity. And I confess, I only got through this day with two simple things egging… Continue reading

Where I discuss books. As per usual…

Winter in Florida is like no other. Mainly because to everyone else in the world, it is not. It’s like an endless Spring. The breeze is balmy, the skies are glorious and the… Continue reading

Tyger

Tiger tiger, burning bright In my closet while I write. Will I share you with the world Or keep you hidden from its might? In closets deep and skies so fair I catch… Continue reading

Aratus

“Mother. Seriously. Why. WHY.” I muttered under my breath as I stepped over the tree-root cracked pavement It was a whole morning ritual for me. If the blame was deflected, it made it… Continue reading

How my life is like a sunbeam: Deliver Me Applause.

You know that applause? You can deliver it right over here. Mostly because I am still alive after an enormous parenting fail. One so huge that my husband had to actually point it… Continue reading

Pinterest: A Cautionary Tale

Pinterest is a land full of things that I mostly never make. But I like to look at. I think of it sort of like a china cabinet, full of curios. Things people… Continue reading

Wherein I fixate on something ridiculous…

Sometimes I can be an extremist. Sort of. Ok, just about the ridiculous. I’m pretty laid-back about politics, the news, excessive use of ‘adorbs’. But get me started on girl shit? Queue picture… Continue reading

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