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…
What you don’t see is the dude on the left then beats the other dude – TO DEATH Okay, so YES – it IS that time of the month again. And this time around, I noticed something… The closer I get to my period, the greater the chance I might lose my mind over grammar/proper…
Fleas, the bringers of the Black Death, have infested our cats, our home, yea verily, our souls. I am posting this picture of Flea from the Red Hot Chili Peppers because photos of actual fleas make me want to hurl. A lot. I have to say that as pictures of Flea go – it’s…
Duck Butts. They make me laugh. I just can’t help myself. They provide sheer joy. Their little webbed feet dancing to keep them underwater – delightful. They then bob back up, reminiscent of that bobbing water toy from the 70s, adding an odd sense of nostalgia for me. It’s a two-fer. hee hee hee Sometimes…
Dear Amy Einhorn Books/Putnam: Please let Jenny Lawson rest. Please. Let’s Pretend This Never Happened was on the NY Times Best-Seller list for 4 months – often in the top 15 books. You’ve made TONNES of money off it. She’s done her bit with touring and readings and book signings and BIG SURPRISE she ended…
Her name is Jelly. Jelly Bean. Jelly is blind in one eye, mostly deaf and breaks wind as only an elderly bulldog can. She is in our care until Monday. She is a french bulldog and, according to Rissa, near perfection. Essence de Jelly. “This dog. THIS dog. Is the BEST dog in the entire…
It’s official – we are slaves to the internet. Thankfully the internet does not manifest as Jabba the Hutt and I don’t have to wear a bikini with a collar and leash – so that’s a plus. (Although to many, this might be deemed a perk.) Not the Internet While in Toronto last week, we…
So, in spite of having spent hours and hours exhausting her body in dance intensive camp – Rissa was still wired at bedtime. I made her chew a mental calmness stress-relax tab as soon as she got into bed. Before she read for 10 minutes. I was trying to forestall the onslaught that is Rissa. …