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So You Think You Can Mess With My Favourite TV Show?
Humph. I’m miffed at the producers of So You Think You Can Dance. Mighty miffed. First, they changed the set, and suddenly what felt like an intimate performance now feels like the telecast for the academy awards. And they also changed the judg...
The Wild Rumpus
On Saturday afternoon, my husband and I took both our daughters and eight other children to see Where The Wild Things Are for Girl 1’s ninth birthday party. It was a wild rumpus, indeed! But apart from organizing ten excited children, sorting o...
Cougar Prowl
There seems to have been a lot of attention paid to the cougar in the media lately. And — wink, wink, nudge, nudge — you know the kind of cougar I’m talking about here, right? The fortysomething woman “preying” on the yo...
I Resolveā¦
These things I resolve to stop doing: 1. Arguing with my daughters. It’s not a feather in one’s cap to win an argument with a six year-old. 2. Yelling at my daughters. See above. 3. Feeling responsible for other people’s emotions. T...
Sayonara, Sigg
This is my Sigg bottle. I used to love my Sigg bottle. I had coveted these trendy thirst-quenchers for so long, that I finally gave in to the hefty price tag and dropped nearly $30 to acquire one. But, you know, yay me: because it was all stainless s...
What Really Burns Me?
This ad for Fabutan. I see it almost every single day on my Facebook page. If you click it, you link to this “news” page. Click through to theĀ Fabutan website, where a slideshow regales viewers with spurious claims of the benefits of ar...

