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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”

Parking Ticket Man: Concerned citizen or Mini-tyrant?

On Thursday last, my husband went to pick our daughters up from school. The youngest could not be found anywhere. After searching high and low, he finally found a friend of hers who told him she was in the bathroom crying. So, he made his way to the bathroom, announced himself and was let inContinue reading “Parking Ticket Man: Concerned citizen or Mini-tyrant?”

In Praise of Occasional Excess

Of course, you can’t plan these things. Or if you do, the occasion falls flat, seems more of a task of Herculean decadence rather than a natural need to worship at the fountain of Dionysus for a moment, to give rational decision making the night off and do things you don’t normally do. What amContinue reading “In Praise of Occasional Excess”

Confessions of a Hardware Store Hater

I try to be interested. I really do. I really, really want to be one of those women who can open a toolbox and know what the names of the odd shaped utensils are called. When we were in the midst of our renovation hell, I even deigned to pick up some of them inContinue reading “Confessions of a Hardware Store Hater”

What are you doing for your spring break?

That’s it. It’s official. My children are downright certifiable. Oh, yes, they put up a good front. They act like normal children. The don’t clean their rooms, they talk back, sometimes they don’t even do their homework. However, I now suspect that it was all a ploy to distract us. A sisterly conspiracy to hideContinue reading “What are you doing for your spring break?”

Lentapoolasa 2009

I have never done Lent. Not because of any aversion to weird and wonderful self deprivation rituals (okay, maybe a little aversion), but mostly because, well, I don’t know. I never felt like it, I guess. Isn’t that the reason we don’t do many things- like become lawyers, or wash the dishes before they becomeContinue reading “Lentapoolasa 2009”

You know you’re an adult when…

1) You start craving green vegetables. 2) You like dark chocolate with dried fruit in it. 3) You know that amortization doesn’t mean a way of getting dead. 4)Like Bilbo Baggins, you constantly feel like butter scraped too thinly over bread (not a direct quote-too lazy to actually get one.) 5)You start having conversations withContinue reading “You know you’re an adult when…”

1 rule

I was at the Web2.You conference yesterday, a one day event hosted by the McGill SIS students. As the title suggests, it was about web2.0 and the uses it can have in the library community. But of course, like anything remotely thought provoking, it stretched beyond the boundaries of the library walls and into theContinue reading “1 rule”