The majority of us are dehydrated.
excessive moderate coffee/tea/wine/beer/cocktail drinkers among us.
We are not drinking enough water and I can prove it. Read this short article and tell me it doesn’t make you think!
As some of you know, I went to school with a boy who became a famous, and internationally known musician, singer, guitar player.
Since discovering him on social media and following him along, I have reminisced about an art class we both took in grade 11. I wanted to know if he, too, remembers that particular class. In part 1 of this story I wrote about how we met.
Later, I decided to reach out to him to ask him about that class. I wasn’t really expecting a response. I figured he was busy and famous and that he probably employs PR people to run his social media account. But I sent him a DM in Instagram anyway. Part 2 of this story tells you what happened next.
To be quite honest, I don’t really believe in this whole gift giving thing at Christmas anymore. Sure, let the kids have some presents, but for myself, I honestly don’t need or even want anything.
Which doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate the token. I’m just saying, save your money. 🙂
Today I attracted a bunch of airheads and an asswipe. So I came home at lunch and I’m not leaving ever again.
I will begin my story with the happy ending: I’m home, no one was hurt, maimed, killed or sent to jail today despite the weather that could have caused all of the above, and I have tea and a pecan butter tart.
Still interested in my many mishaps? Read on, then…
Actually, there is no such thing as a designated chore day, at least not in my family. Partly this is because weekends belong to youth sports and everyone is in divide and conquer mode…but, if by some small miracle there is a big part of unfilled space on the calendar, and I see everyone sitting staring at tv screens or whatever, I get a little twitchy.
I spent Saturday getting pushed around by a lot of people for hours and didn’t even get a bad mood.
At least not until much later. 😏
Yesterday I gave my tween a haircut.
Actually, first I called the salon in our village-like neighbourhood to see if they could squeeze her in. That was on Saturday.
Since our Friday excursion to the little Polish neigbhourhood of Toronto, my weekend has been relatively uneventful. It was just my girl and I, as the boys are not due home till Sunday night, so it’s been quieter than usual which I don’t mind at all.
There is something going around though that has me feeling a little under the weather. Partly, it’s because my back is experiencing spasms that have locked me up tight. Honestly, sleeping is what I want to do most, but I can’t seem to find a position that isn’t painful.
Friday was a PA day (no school) so my girl and I decided to spend the day together doing something a little bit different.