The Dreaded Spread
I always thought that middle-aged meant 45. Top-end could reach 50 or 51.5, given that my Granny lived to be 103…
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What did you do with YOUR March Break?
When I get to the bedroom, David is doing deep lunges…
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How? HOW is this 86% Fresh?!?
Did I watch the same version of The Fantastic Four – First Steps as the 379 reviewers on Rotten Tomatoes?
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Should’ve gone with the thong
Ahhhhh… the switch from spring to summer. The shining sun chased by storm clouds, followed by more sun, whipping wind, more clouds… and palpable humidity. I eschew humidity. I seek out shade. I slather on sunblock 50. When the humidex rises and my sun-worshipping friends bask in its oppressive heated blanket of ick, I morph…
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Cheap and Cheery Christmas Blouses
I am particularly proud of myself for not letting rip with curses that could be heard throughout the neighbourhood…
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He makes me laugh… (mini pooh)
From his chair in the corner, David waggles his eyebrows.
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The Great Martini Debacle of 2024
…a dirty-martini-scented oil slick.
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Could be worse, could be mosquitoes
“Can I crawl home from here?”
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…a… five six seven eight!!
“Whatcha doing tomorrow night?” I text Rissa. “Do you feel like having a sleepover?” “Yes! Definitely,” she responds. “Only thing on my schedule is a dance class at 8:00 pm.” “I could ride up on the subway with you and then wait while you do the class,” I suggest. “Sure that works!” “Okey dokey. What’s…
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From 0 to RAGE in .5 seconds
It’s not just road rage. Although following a driver who doesn’t know how to merge, signal or meet the speed limit will most definitely set me off. “What the FUCK are you DOING?!? There is a whole lane for you to MERGE INTO!!! You don’t have to SLOW down to 10 kph you brainless WASTE…
