Had to share this video from the Netherlands… Two Dutch television hosts Dennis Storm and Valerio Zena offered to experience the pain of childbirth. Of course their birthing experience didn’t include vomiting, involuntary pooping/diarrhea, bursting facial blood vessels, having a ‘taint’ torn/sliced and then sutured after the fact… but good on them for being guinea…
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…
I am an archer. My arms stretch in opposing directions, pulling the nylon. But unlike the Olympic bulls-eye 229 feet away, my target is closer. The nylon/spandex thong in my hands is pulled near-to-tearing so that I may circumnavigate my hips. I’m Magellan! Boy shorts don’t cause this problem. Boy shorts squoosh everything into…
At the dinner table: I say to David, “You know what Will Smith movie we should see again? Six Degrees of Separation…” “Six degrees?” Rissa looks perplexed. “Yes, it’s a phrase that talks about the interconnectedness of…” “That’s like this big.” (She holds her fingers apart by this much, indicating the angle.) “That’s wee.” “Yes…
There was a discussion around the dinner table about how many teenagers in the Family Studies class at David’s school have ended up pregnant since the course began. A lot. Like more than a handful. These girls are in a class that GIVES them condoms and information on how NOT to get pregnant! I might…
A Jewel on Queen West So I found these socks… these mind-blowing, amazing, hyperventilation-inducing-from-so-much-glee socks… on Queen West at a store that must, I think, cater to the drag queen set. (Original – 515 Queen Street West in Toronto.) This store was so awesome, I got a little dizzy. Jon had to remind me to…
HURRAY!!!! Recently, Rissa arrived home from school, all moany and growly and generally not her usual bouncy self. “Are you tired honey?” “NO! My PERIOD started.” Grrrrrrrrrr… (So… I have this thing. Women shouldn’t use their periods as a convenient excuse for just being moody bitches. Yes, most definitely it can be a pain in…
This picture will make more sense at the end of the post So at dinner last week we were talking about irregular heartbeats. You know… for fun… “You used to have a heart murmur,” I tell Rissa. “When you were a baby.” “What’s a heart murmur?” “It’s like an extra heart beat on top of…