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Holy Smoke
Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. It’s been twenty-four years since my last confession. I grew up in a Catholic family and, as the youngest of nine children, feel somewhat indebted to its...
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Back Off Winter Sports, It’s Spring
Why aren’t you blogging, my friends ask me. Truth be told, I get tired of my voice sometimes. It rings hollow and whiny in my ear and I can’t bear to expose it to y’all. Go read Slate, your time will...
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Stay Gold, Ponyboy
As a parent, there is nothing better than introducing your children to things that you loved as a child, and watching the amazement on their face as they likewise are enamored by that same thing. Or...
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Running Towards the Smoke in Boston
This is what it’s supposed to look like. Instead of reading her a story, I laid down with my eight-year old, Ella, and I told her about the Boston Marathon that would take place the next morning. I...
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The Maze of Uncertainty Under My Feet
While it may look like Greek, should Greek be a labyrinth of pipes instead of a language, this is actually our water heater. Ta da! I’ve always meant to get acquainted with the inner workings of our...
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Ask.Fm: Where Wild West Meets Social Media
Another day, another social network to monitor. I first learned of ask.fm from my friend last week. She was in a flap. Generally, she is unflappable. My interest was piqued. It’s horrible and nasty,...
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A Teacher Who Made a Difference
Miss Ritcey, circa 1981, Alderney Elementary School Her name was Miss Ritcey. She wore tweed skirt suits, sensible shoes, and a hint of a smile. A few of us were pulled from our classrooms once a week...
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Cheerfully, The Answer is No.
If ever there was a mother who didn’t desire her daughter to be a cheerleader, it is moi. So naturally, my teenage daughter is hellbent on being one. With Naomi Wolf as my witness, I didn’t see this...
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June Bugs and Strawberry Shortcake
It’s June, and I’m tired. Tired of making lunches and putting grapes into plastic containers that are returned at the end of the day unopened, or worse, at the end of the week as a mold experiment....
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Father’s Day Reflection
It’s been twenty years since I’ve seen my Dad, so Father’s Day can be difficult. All those ads for barbecues and razors fill me with sadness because I’m not part of the marketing frenzy this holiday...
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How Hard Can A Triathlon Be, Said No One, Ever
Taken in isolation, a 1500 meter swim isn’t hard. A 37 km bike ride is certainly not daunting. And a 10 km run? Please, I could do that in my sleep. Backwards. So entering my first Olympic distance...
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Iron Will
The beginning of a long day, at Alta Lake. Love, respect, and determination intermingled with the Whistler mountain air Sunday. Joining a long string of bikes making their way to Rainbow Park post dawn...
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Summer – In a Word
It’s the generalization I have trouble with. And it’s always the summer. When was the last time you casually asked someone, how was your winter? When people ask me tomorrow, on the first day of...
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The Trouble With Lunch
While I am absolutely ecstatic that my kids are back at school and I am back to being productive (which may or may not involve Downton Abbey), I am not thrilled about the nightly ritual of making...
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10 Signs That I Need to Get A Job
This is not to say I don’t work. I work alright. I work day and night, weekends and holidays, with no pay cheque in sight. A bit like slave labour, but legal. It’s called Raising Children. Not to be...
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Lean In, Loser.
I took an entire day off of work to host my book club last week (I work from home on small contracts, so no work means no pay). Since the book was Lean In by Sheryl Sandberg, in which the COO of...
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On the Corner of Soul and Cycle
There is a class where cycling and souls collide. Since I mentioned class, I can hardly believe it; classes, especially of the fitness variety, not being my thing. But this was a class unlike any...
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Have You Seen My Teeth – Chilling Words On Halloween
I regretted the words as soon as they were out of my mouth. My kids are all set, they’ve given their costumes a few test runs. They’re totally ready for Halloween. This non-apologetic brag comes after...
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We Remember
Powerful. Moving. Emotional. As usual, I required a box of elusive tissues, and sniffed for an hour instead. It’s not Hollywood’s latest blockbuster, but rather, the annual Remembrance Day assembly at...
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Surprising Things I’ve Learned About Parenting
I had preconceived notions about motherhood before I joined the cult. I thought that newborn babies slept all the time. I imagined I’d set our round kitchen table for three balanced meals a day, but...
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