April 2009 – Lina Branter

Pot Belly Etiquette, the sequel

I have been asked in the last 3 weeks exactly 3 times if I am expecting a baby. Which would be all fine and dandy if I were pregnant, however , nothing could be farther from the truth. In fact, if you see my last post, I address the issue of my shrivelling reproduction organs.Continue reading “Pot Belly Etiquette, the sequel”

Musings on turning 35

I am going to be 35 years old tomorrow. 35. Thirty-Five. Trente-cinq ans. This is the first year where my age feels like a canker sore in my mouth. It stings when I run my tongue over it, but I can’t seem to stop. 35. Halfway dead. Okay, that is not exactly true. According toContinue reading “Musings on turning 35”

Safety Constipation

I know, I know. I am on a rampage here with this topic. But it is seriously beginning to bother me. Besides fascist parking ticket dude, a few incidents have made me sit down, grab a cup of joe and ponder the consequences of micromanaging our children’s lives in the name of safety. I wasContinue reading “Safety Constipation”