Peter Pan was right. To grow up is to be in danger of forgetting the lessons of childhood.
Case in point: A few years ago, when my oldest child was 10, she presented me with one of her school essays.
I find stories about the Good Ugly Girl immensely entertaining. It’s a buttery-popcorn night at my house when I can watch the angst arising from shallow relationships and wicked step-sister plots transform into joyful self-awareness and dream-fulfillment. This includes Good Ugly Girl landing the object of her affection, Handsome Boy. He usually has the happy […]
The Professional Writers Association of Canada’s Moncton Chapter invites everyone to its 2nd annual Reveille, an event where members of the audience and special guests, including local celebrities and Frye Festival authors, share “works” from their youth.
I’ve always hated The Giant Monster. And in some inanimate way, I know The Giant Monster hated me too. I’m no animist, but I’m convinced it kicked me in the back on the way out the door for spite. The Giant Monster (TGM) is a set of bunk beds we purchased eight years ago for […]
I confess, I’ve been lax. My bedroom organization plans came to a screeching halt just before Christmas, along with my industrious blog posts, but I have a good excuse: Santa left me with no budget.
Picture this: a business networking event where plenty of entrepreneurs are wandering around with wine, cheese, business cards and a nametag. It’s a small city…lots of people already know each other, and lots of people wish to be known.
For those of you who’ve been following my foray into the world of bedroom organization, I thought you may appreciate this short video produced by “Lava Lamp Productions,” (a video production company consisting of my husband, a hand-held Panasonic video camera, our kids, editing software, and an amazing sense of humour).
We can hardly blame the mainstream media for no longer hosting public debate about whether climate change is actually happening: nobody wants to appear as though they’re supporting foolish conspiracy theories. Dissenters have been relegated to the journalistic ignominy of the internet, which is why the Internet is so juicy.
Isn’t it ironic that the people wearing the end-of-the-world sandwich boards used to be considered the wild-eyed fringe? Now, they’re the reasonable ones and the crazies are the ones saying, “hold on, it’s not that dire. Everything’s going to be okay.”
Dressed warmly for walking to school this morning, Caleb stood at the front door with his dad and sisters.
My husband and I checked out our local building supply store this afternoon in search of closet systems, and I discovered something: crappy pressed board covered with fake wood veneer is expensive.
