The countdown has begun

This Saturday is a big day for us. Not only is it Dave’s birthday, it’ll go down in history as the first time we have ever gone away overnight and left our darling offspring behind. In honour of my grandmother’s 90th birthday the following Monday, my aunt and uncle are throwing a party at their

Weekend highs and lows

High: We finally painted our bedroom this weekend and it looks really, really good. Low: Did I say we? Oopsie. We didn’t paint our bedroom this weekend. I painted our bedroom this weekend. I wanted to do it, because I find stark white walls with no pictures hanging on them a tad unsettling and also

The Plate

One afternoon a few weeks before my mum died she told me I’d probably find things hidden in her house when I started to clean it out. I smiled to myself when she said that, because she was famous for squirreling things away and not being able to find them later. She told me there

The Best Thing Ever

As luck would have it, two kids – Neighbour Boy, eight and Neighbour Girl, five – live just down the road from us. They’ve come over several times to play and on Friday, Julia went over to their house for the first time. I stood at the gate and watched her dash excitedly across the

Back in business

Sweet, sweet Internet. How I’ve missed you. We’re here at our new house and we are LOVING IT. Last Thursday night I hit a point where, upon looking around my house and seeing just what we were up against – the boxes stacked so high I couldn’t see over them, the piles of garbage bags,

Killing three birds with one stone

Earlier this week, I asked Tink to interview me, and she came up with five questions for me and posted them on her blog. Throughout the week I’ve been reading other blogger’s answers to the questions she asked them, and it’s been cool – I like stuff like this, because at one time, albeit briefly,

We found The One

I had a slight breakdown last Thursday night. After eating my weight in chocolate caramel ice cream, I lay on the couch and started thinking about how it was going to be the end of March soon, and that April was creepin’ up like a bad wedge, and how April showers bring fucking May flowers,

The windows to the soul

Sometimes I get the urge to write about something, and it hits me quickly, almost hard. When I get hit with an urge like that it’s usually to write something about my mother, which at times is easy for me to do and other times is extremely hard. Sometimes I write about her and intend

Half of what I say is meaningless…

…but I say it just to reach you, Julia. ~John Lennon I haven’t talked about this in great detail here, but Julia has had a very difficult time with tonsillitis and throat infections this year. She had a bout of tonsillitis a little while ago and her tonsils like, tripled in size, and never went

The reality of it all

My oldest friend and I got pregnant with our firsts within two months of each other, and although I was envious that being eight weeks ahead of me she got to be un-pregnant first, I was secretly relieved that she delivered first because I wanted to know exactly what I was in for. Being my