The Gigs

Sometimes we have hard days. Sometimes our voices rise higher than I’d like. Sometimes I take a long shower as soon as my husband gets in the door and takes his boots off. Sometimes 4 year olds are hard. Sometimes 31 year olds are really hard. Sometimes I am plagued by doubt. The other day…

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A Case for Cursive

Canada and the U.S. have decided to take cursive writing out of the public school curriculum. Apparently, since it isn’t on any tests that make the school boards look good, it’s just not worth teaching. W….T….F? people! W.T.Fricken’.F?! Some of the “reasons” given are borderline preposterous, like: -kids use computer’s, phones, and tablets (so?) -they…

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A Long Week and the Satisfaction of Hard Work Done

Laundry. Never ending laundry. That first of the year-all visitors/house guests gone-all consuming laundry. Done. Kids scrubbed, jammied, snuggled into nice clean bedding. PUKE! Repeat. PUKE! Repeat. PUKE PUKE PUKE PUKE ALL THE PUKE! Laundry. Never Ending Laundry. So, it was a long week. The 24 hour flu cycled through each of us, making it…

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Choosing Homeschool

O turned 4 this year, and as some of you know, that means Junior Kindergarten in our province. (Yes, each province is different, and many schools only offer Senior Kindergarten). The idea of where our kids would spend the bulk of their time has been an ongoing issue since O was born (as I’m sure…

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A Poem To The Past

In the dream I was being attacked. He kept lunging forward. Lashing out. Pounding. Pounding. I was armed with a hockey stick, my fists, my voice, but it was failing. His voice though. Not his face, that was some random face from the street or from a movie background. The voice was his. The voice that…

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Kitchen Chaos Quickie: Breakfast Bar Hack

Use a shallow edged cookie sheet to bake your favourite muffin mix into a slab. I used a silicone baking mat, but you could also use parchment paper (it will help to pull it up without breaking it). Then all you have to do is half it, flip one side over, slather in jam (of…

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To Forgive and/or Forget?

for·give verb \fər-ˈgiv, fȯr-\ : to stop feeling anger toward (someone who has done something wrong) : to stop blaming (someone) : to stop feeling anger about (something) : to forgive someone for (something wrong) : to stop requiring payment of (money that is owed) *Mirriam-Webster Dictionary I struggle with forgiveness. I  hear the word everywhere…

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Grey!

O was born a week before his due date. It was unseasonably warm (like light sweater weather in March warm!). Seven hours total labour (including the 1.5 hours I wasn’t allowed to push) seemed pretty quick at the time. E had her own plans in mind (as she has ever since). She came two weeks…

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Updates and The Waiting Game

The Waiting Game is officially on, and I am already losing patience! Pre-labour is progressing, but i am tired. With E I didn’t feel this “all-day body hangover” until the day she was born. That day I was couch ridden. O and I had an Arthur marathon, and then she was born in the afternoon.…

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