This is a sarcastic dance. You know what I’m talking about ladies. It’s awesome, right? You’re sitting at the computer before bed, trying to get some work done or at least check in on the state of the universe. You’re in some sort of nightie/chemise/tank top – sans bra – because wearing a bra in…
WARNING: There is adult language in this post Just shoot me now. Please. I know, I know… I know that I’m not supposed to. After a long winter and meteorologically weird spring, I know that I’m supposed to be SO happy that heat has come to Canada… but for me, summer in Southern Ontario…
WARNING – This post is about sex. We took a workshop at an ‘adult’ club in ‘sensual sensory deprivation.‘ Welcome to marriage after the first decade. When David mentioned it, I immediately imagined a water tank in the dark in complete silence, basically like being trapped alive in a box, pretty much my ultimate nightmare,…
I am now the mother of a teenaged daughter. How the hell did that happen? One day she was 3 and now she’s 13. Rissa is now 13. Except she looks like she’s 17. She draws the male eye. And not just the eye of her peers, but the eye of dudes who are a…
WARNING: Female things discussed. Peter de Seve, Thar She Blows (sketch) I am in idiot. Why couldn’t I just leave well enough alone? Sure, there was that pregnancy scare because I hadn’t had my period in 3 months, but why couldn’t I just embrace the peri-menopause? Why did I have to seek out the OBGYN…
His name is Steve. He’s an orange tabby. Sure, exceptionally affectionate and purrs up a storm, but really your typical tom cat. If I were to put him up on Ebay, or Kijiji – what do you think he’d go for? Any guesses? $100? $500? How about $1000? This cat must have freakin’ gold in…
WARNING: THERE IS FOUL LANGUAGE IN THIS POST I bit the bullet. I bought a pregnancy test. Even though I’m in peri-menopause and David is fixed. I used it yesterday afternoon, right before my Mom, Dad and brother Michael came to visit. I peed for “at least 3 seconds” and “no more than 5.” I…
Is what I’m thinking because I haven’t had my period now in 12 weeks. I know I’m in peri-menopause and all, but there’s still this little part of me that worries, you know? It worries that this extra weight which I can’t seem to get rid of lately, no matter how much I over-exercise and…
David is massaging my feet. He is the best spouse. We’d returned from an after-dinner walk; instead of me taking the lead, I’d been dragging my feet a bit, looking a little low. (I’d had a cardiologist’s appointment in the morning. More tests – this one with me wearing an air-tight mask, riding a…
Upon her return from school, Rissa makes her way into the kitchen. I am writing in the dining room. “There’s leftover tosada stuff in the fridge and some cherry tomatoes,” I direct from my post at the laptop. Après school snack reminders are much needed for my child, who, when her blood-sugar is low, can…