I think I might have reached it. Because not a lot has phased me this last week. After the plague and the pestilence (seriously- I am just waiting for the other two horsemen of the apocalypse to appear) I feel uncannily calm and cheerful. Witness yesterday, when my most useful things broke: 5:00 am- CoffeeContinue reading “Tipping point”
Category Archives: A Day in the Life
A dab o’ separation
My nephew has been staying with us for a couple of weeks now, and is staying for a couple more. He is my youngest daughter’s age, and a little fireball of a kid. On most days, the girls and him get along famously. But after fourteen days straight of being together, well, let’s just sayContinue reading “A dab o’ separation”
Original definition of nit picker:
One who picks nits. I am a nit picker. Let’s cut to the scene last night where I am on my haunches, my child between my legs, like some of our primate ancestors, combing through her hair with the lice comb and picking out nits with my fingers. Yes folks! School’s parting gift to us!Continue reading “Original definition of nit picker:”
A visit to my sister
This weekend, we went to visit my sister. She now lives about an hour and half outside of Toronto (on the wrong side of Toronto if you’re coming from Montreal). She has just graduated from naturopathy school and once she passes her board exams, she will be an ND! Now, my sister and I areContinue reading “A visit to my sister”
It’s the end of the school year
One. last. week. of. school. Good. ‘Cause I’m done. I am not going to set up my little vegetable factory, where I get ten small tupperwear containers and stick a week’s worth of carrots , peppers and cucumbers in them just so that they get left to rot in a locker at school. I amContinue reading “It’s the end of the school year”
Hot and bothered
I’m not complaining. Really I’m not. Okay just a little. It is 5:30 in the morning and already the world feels like a sauna. I have a big week at work and my efforts to get a good sleep last night fell flat as my daughter woke up with a stomach ache, my husband cameContinue reading “Hot and bothered”
Who invented mistakes?
My daughter lied to me yesterday. Not only did she lie, she lied about money so that she could buy something she wanted. I, of, course, like any good super hero of a mother who has x-ray vision into their children’s soul, caught her out. I confronted her, confiscated what she had bought with herContinue reading “Who invented mistakes?”
A few astute political commentaries from my seven year old
Last saturday, I had an unintentional hypocrite day. In the morning, I finally made it out the Anarchist Book Fair, which I have been meaning to check out ever since I moved to this city. I went with my seven year old (who had one of those days where she seemed ducktaped to my hip)Continue reading “A few astute political commentaries from my seven year old”
To my newly returned husband
Points of interest: 1) Notice that both children are still alive with no visible scarring. 2) Please remark on the relative cleanliness of the house. As you can see, when forced, I am still able to do the dishes. 3) Did I mention that the children are still alive? 4) There is a new garbageContinue reading “To my newly returned husband”
A few observations
Titanic and the art of learning stuffMy oldest daughter did her presentation on the Titanic yesterday. She researched it herself, put it in Powerpoint format, asked me to correct it (actually asked me!) and even made tickets with her father that resembled the actual boarding ticket to distribute to her classmates. She did all thisContinue reading “A few observations”
Lina Branter 