I love SO many things about the autumn. It’s cooler. It’s crisper. Leaves change colour. My ass doesn’t get heat rash. I get to wear my stripey Victoria Secret Long Jane PJs with warm socks! I want these pjs in EVERY colour! We light fires in the family room – in the fireplace – we’re…
Did I mention that Rissa doodles? Graphic novelist in the making? Demon Poodle and her sidekick Bloody Bedlington Terrier? *** This week we made pumpkin pie muffins/cupcakes for the bridal shower. We covered them in cream cheese icing. http://www.thecookbookcritic.com/archives/2005/10/pumpkin_muffins.html Ours looked pretty much as good as these ones. “Cream cheese icing is my GOD. I…
I was dead certain that the outline around the ice cream cone here was twinkling, that’s how stoned I am on sugar. OYEESH. So Amber’s Adopted-Mom brought these peanut butter squares to Amber’s bridal shower on the weekend. I just ate the last one. Since Saturday I’ve probably ingested maybe 6? Okay it was closer…
My sewing box. A big-ass toolbox containing every kind of sewing notion a gal could want. Look!! Extra storage in the roll-back top compartments – perfect for thread. www.jandofabrics.com should totally pay me for this ad! Also, underneath all the crap in the bottom – there is a corset waiting to be re-boned. Sounds dirty…
Yep, I’m thinking exactly what you think I’m thinking! I went to SOMA with Margo and Jon. For the uninitiated, SOMA is a Chocolatemaker in Toronto’s Distillery District. What they serve? SEX in cacao form. Porn for foodies It’s pretty much always an expedition verging on the indecent. I frequently feel as if I’ve been…
Rissa is at the piano. Surreptitiously, I watch from the kitchen. She sings as she plays Adele’s Someone Like You – she’s been working out the chords with David. How she can sing and play at the same time mystifies me. Her lovely soprano drifts across the room, she has perfect piano posture – she…
Brace yourself. I’m about to wax nostalgic. I grew up in Winnipeg. Twice. Once between the ages of 3 & 8 and then again between the ages of 15-18. My Dad was Air Force. He was a navigator. He ‘told the pilots where to go’ is how he used to put it. We lived off…
I iron quarterly. Beginning of school. Christmas. Spring. End of School. Last week I hauled down the ironing that had been waiting since June. I ironed dress shirts for David, some pillow cases, tablecloths, napkins and tea towels. Oh yes, I DO iron tea towels. I’m not anal enough to iron sheets, underwear or jeans,…
25 days of the month I succeed in eating a healthful diet. I snack like a good girl. I eat almonds, drink soy milk, avoid gluten and sugary treats. My blood sugar is stable – I’m not quite as crazy. Those other 5 or 6 days in the month? The ones leading up to my…
On Lakeshore Drive there is a house. Situated on the south side of the street, its back yard opens to Lake Ontario. I pass it every time I go for my extended walk. The new owners seem determined to transform this 1980s homogenized architecture into… something… more. I’ve been watching its transformation for months. In…