Standing in front of a full length mirror has become a daily ritual for me. It’s funny because before I started on my fitness journey, I never did. I guess I knew what I would see. And if I didn’t face myself, I didn’t have to blame myself or do anything to change that reflection.
I have no regrets from my first marriage. It lasted 16 years and bore me 2 great kids. It wasn’t a bad break-up, we were young and drifted apart. I have a lot of great memories. When it ended, I swore I would never do it again. I liked my freedom and discovering myself. It […]
I take care of all the finances for my household. For the most part, that means allocating or deciding, what to spend our disposable income on. Who doesn’t like to spend money or at least window shop for new things? It’s fun. It’s exciting. It can also be time-consuming if you are like me and […]
I like to arrive late. Especially to my husband’s work parties. Everyone is already there, the lights are dimmed, the music is playing. People are gathered in small groups, chatting, laughing, well on their way to having a good buzz. As usual my husband gets pulled into one of the cliques and they’re talking shop. […]
I’m see an alarming trend amongst some of my friends lately. They are up sizing. And I don’t mean at the drive-thru window. They are buying bigger houses. I get that they are probably at their highest earning level of their working careers.
No, seriously! Where is it? I used to laugh at my mom for this. And now here I am, standing at the edge of the parking lot, with not a clue which direction to go. I know what it is. If I’m pre-occupied and on a mission, I’m so hyper focussed that I don’t pay […]
I don’t know how my mother did it. In fact, I don’t know how she still does it at 85. She insists that she host every holiday family feast. It might be because she knows none of her children would do it. Whenever the change of venue comes up, our solution is a restaurant. Sound […]
Today I got to play my dad’s favourite game: “Guess how old this (insert article of clothing) is?” On this occasion, it is his suit as he prepares to go to a church choir recital.
When my kids were young, it was so easy to keep their stuff in their own rooms or in the few large boxes in the living room. Several times a year, when they were at school, I would take the opportunity to go through their toys and clothes and throw out the broken or worn […]
A sliver of morning light passes through the blinds and hovers over my face. It gently wakes me from my slumber. I lay there in bed, absorbing the dawn of a new day. With no set agenda, it beckons to me like the blank white pages I intend to write on today.