This is how much David and Rissa love me. They bought me THESE at our local charity shop!! Aren’t they the absolute best?!? I think they’re supposed to be be mice, but they look more like muskrats to me on account of their poufy head fur and long tails. And then when I really looked…
We’re producing Peter Pan.* I’m directing, David is the tech director and Rissa is dancing. Sunday is our big rehearsal day. Our family is at the rehearsal hall all day, which means that no one is home to prep dinner. Which means that by the time we get home for dinner? We have Resort Food. …
Before we bought our beautiful heritage house, we had a meeting with the bank where they looked at our debt ratio. I was depressed. I was sure that we wouldn’t be able to afford the house. But then, miracles of miracles, the bank said yes we could. The bank lied. In the 70s? My family…
It’s like we never learn. With food, that is. With alcohol, I am smart enough to know when to stop. I haven’t been DRUNK-drunk in at least 10 years. (Tipsy – hell yeah! Pleasantly buzzed – most definitely! I’m not a freaking saint!) I have been hungover twice in my life – no wait –…
Strict instructions had been given. We would not start Christmas until 7:00 a.m. Meaningful parent eyes glared to impart the importance of the rising time. David and I were toasty warm in our bed. At 7:03, a Christmas Cheer rendition of Deck the Halls was bellowed from the living room. It was not Rissa. Rissa…
So why is it that when you’re sick, your mouth feels like the bottom of a birdcage? What is that? It’s like the virus crawls up onto your tongue when you sleep, lies there overnight all cozy and pasty white under you uvula, clutching your tonsils and adenoids as fleshy stuffed toys for comfort. It…
So you know when you feel like this?? The Nightmare, Fuseli 1781 A toddler stuck his fingers in my mouth last weekend and I am now fucked. Because why? Because an adult’s immune system sucks. Kids? Kids can be infected with a freaking alien plague, take some Dimetapp and be fine. “Mummy I’m good to…
So you know how I posted about Jeff Buckley’s cover of Hallelujah? I didn’t reckon it would shuffle onto our playlist last night as we were driving home from Toronto, nor did I think that it would make me cry for a completely different and soul-shattering reason than at the beginning of the day. I’m…
from jeffbuckley.com I’m crying now. I’m crying because I didn’t know until just moments ago, that Jeff Buckley died in 1997. What the? He died 15 years ago?!? And what do you mean you don’t know who Jeff Buckley is? Well, Jeff Buckley has the title of this blog post – that’s who he…
Jim Carter & Phyllis Logan from Masterpiece’s Downton Abbey So you know how, when you’re hosting a big shindig and you pretty much become relegated to the roles of Butler and/or Head Housekeeper? Well I have to say that David plays a mean Carson to my Mrs. Hughes and we rocked the crap out of…