It all began with some uncertainties. Continue reading
I was going to blog about my stupid morning of non-stop issues involving kids and dogs and heavy knapsacks and detours and gifted pies, but I had to make coffee first. Continue reading
Earlier today I wanted to talk to my son and partner at the same time.
Nothing irritates me more than constant, redundant repetition. Continue reading
I admit that I am not the most patient person in the world.
There, I said it. Now the internet knows.
Look, I get it that when a kid is sick and misses a week of school, the prospect of going back is a little overwhelming. My younger one has a bit of performance anxiety under normal circumstances, never mind after a week of absence. I get it.
But here’s the thing. Continue reading
This is an actual statement that was made to me this past week:
You’re the only mom who doesn’t allow video games during the school week.
Honestly, I find this hard to believe.
Then again, maybe not…?
You know how they want dinner every day, right? Continue reading
Yesterday a fellow hockey mom and I met at a school hockey game and had a brief chat about our sons’ school.
Public school in this country, Canada, is a sore topic for me to broach so at the risk of this post turning into rant, I will only say this: Continue reading
It’s Monday! The first day of the work and school week, the to-do list, the planning and scheduling…but most importantly:
The return of the complete lack of urgency to get to school on time.
Let me ask you something:
The other day I was at an older rink that had iffy looking water fountains, dirty bathrooms, and a long line at the snack bar. I rooted through my bag and realized I forgot to bring my water bottle.
I finally make it to the counter and ask for a bottle of water.
“$2.90”, the guy said.
I can by a case of 12 at the local No Frills for $1.88.
The mark-up is insane. Continue reading
When I was a teenager I had a paper route.
One day the weather was worse than bad. It was winter and if I remember correctly, even the highschool sent everyone home early. Back in the 80s in the Greater Toronto Area school was almost always open; this endless closing schools or canceling buses didn’t occur nearly as often as today.
I remember walking home bundled up beyond recognition. I was soaked and cold, and the snow was deeper than to my knees. The wind whipped the icy snowflakes into my face which felt like getting whipped with a piece of string. Repeatedly.
It was miserable.
When I got home my mom reminded me I still had to do the paper route. Continue reading