“Are you done with this?” asks David as he holds up the scrubby sponge. “I am, thanks. If you wouldn’t mind putting it away.” He looks around all confuseled. “You don’t know where it lives, do you?” I ask. “Sure I do,” he says – gesticulating wildly – a vain attempt to distract from his…
I should have worn extra protection. I didn’t because it’s Day 4 – my feminine mystique slacks off by Day 4. Plus, my faithful Diva Cup holds a full ounce – I should be good. And yet… the squelchiness. I wince when I bend over to grab a paint brush… Oh, that does not feel…
Rissa may look like me, but she gets her perfectionist streak from David. David comes from a long line of perfectionists. On his worst days, David will despair, “I’m not good at anything!!!” David is on crack when he says this. “I’m a Jack of all trades and master of none,” he huffs. “Okay, first…
We thought we’d experienced ‘wet dog.’ We’d had a partial autumn with our new furry family member. But really? Present April showers make last November’s cold rain seem like puppy play. The wet dog stench, the splattered walls when you don’t get to him before he shakes, the muddy footprints… My grumbling mantra: “I will…
The most recent live-action retelling of Cinderella allows the viewer to get as up close and personal with red carpet style as one can get without attending the Oscars or Golden Globes. I watched most of the movie with my mouth slightly open… it was Canada Day with silk and taffeta fireworks. I’ve been…
In our old house, which had six staircases (two to the basement, two to the 2nd floor, two to the attic), our three cats never laid across them. They never lolled, never reclined, never became a stair obstacle. Our new house with one staircase to the 2nd floor? Is the cat equivalent to the local…
Those of you who spend thousands of dollars a year so that your child might dance, play hockey, sing in a choir, partake in tae kwon do, horseback ride, be part of a softball, archery or swimming team – might be familiar with Hometown Bingo. Hometown Bingo is legalized gambling where local groups/charities work each…
WARNING: Female issues will be discussed. You get to be a certain age of woman and you don’t put up with as much shit anymore. You’ve made it through early parenthood and you’re still standing. You’ve mostly got it down, you know what works and what doesn’t. You’ve developed a rhythm and that rhythm generally…
“Rissa, if I were a dude, would I be a douche?” I ask – brushing through my hair after my morning shower. “Pardon?” “If I was a guy, do you think that I’d be the type of guy who’d be kind of douchey?” “Other parents don’t ask these questions.” “I just had this thought, is…
“Have you seen my puffer?” “I think it was in the bathroom.” “I’ve checked there.” “Have you checked on the kitchen table?” “I’ve checked on the kitchen table. I’ve checked under the kitchen table.” “Have you checked on the bathroom counter?” “I’ve checked on the counter. I’ve checked behind the counter. I’ve checked in the…