Parenting, for me, is the ultimate test of endurance. It’s not about the endless food prep or the laundry or even the sad and sudden exit from the world of fashion that happened to me the moment I went into labour that rainy March day in 2006. The real kicker about being a parent is the unavoidable, mind-numbing conversations and tasks I must now participate in every day.

There’s a lot of commercialism around Thanksgiving these days. Would you like your very own set of turkey dinnerware? How about a giant cornucopia for the hall entry table? Really? I’m going to say this for your marriage: Where are you going to put that shit after today?

Still, it’s fun to dress up the holiday. It’s fun to … Read More »

Where I’m from, most of the dogs didn’t get birthday presents. And if you had asked me about this nonsense 20 years ago, I would have rolled my eyes right off my head, across the floor into the fireplace. But here I am, 42, singing Happy Birthday to my dog, candle lit, birthday cookies on a platter and … Read More »

There is a post coming about the new house, I promise. Don’t look at me like that. It’s hard moving. Like, really hard. It’s also hard re-sizing the countless photos I’ve taken since Mail changed their share format.I may like to blog, but I am the worlds laziest web designer. But you don’t want to hear about that … Read More »