Your Pizza Is Locked In — I’m a big fan of laughter being the best medicine. That being said, there’s very little to laugh at up here in the Great White North. The weather sucks, today, there’s a mix of sun, 70km winds, and intermittent snow squalls. Don’t know what that is? Thank your lucky stars…

And Other Stuff I Thought Were Going To Be A Way Bigger Problem When I Was A Kid — I’m a part of a Gen X group on Facebook and someone posted a meme about piranhas and how they weren’t nearly the problem we were led to believe they were as children. …

Because When Courtney Does A Thing, I Do A Thing, It’s That Thing We Do That’s So Cute — That darn Courtney Capone, she did it again, she wrote something, so now I have to write something. It’s a thing we do. It works. In fairness, I’m not sure where she found this challenge, but it’s another one of those About Me survey-type things. …

And What They Mean — For such a smart girl, you do some pretty stupid things. That’s something my mother used to love to say to me. I used to hate it. But, as it turns out, she wasn’t exactly wrong. I have done some dumb stuff. …

And This Time, He Meant It — Today’s been a strange day. I worked most of the night on something and slept in. I decided to skip Rudy’s morning dog park time in favour of coffee and a relaxing hot bath to combat the horrible damp Northern Ontario chill. I hardly stepped out of the tub when…

Until I Loved It! — I hate reboots, remakes, re-dos, and every other “re” something I can think of. …

What’s On The Other Side? — The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. Tawna sneered as she watched them, out there, those soulless drones, marching, by ones and by twos, some in small groups with a false sense of purpose. …

And I’m Okay With It Now — I didn’t do it long, but for about 8 months, I was a stay-at-home mother. At the time my boys were 4/5, 2/3, and 0/1. It was something I’d wanted to try. After all, I was raised to believe that was the optimal way to rear children. My mom stayed…

Sometimes, brains and talent can get in the way — What do you want to be when you grow up? It’s a seemingly benign question that we ask kids all the time. We ask teeny tiny preschoolers and teenagers in high school. I’ve even asked my children. But is it really a fair question? Can a 17-year-old, whose brain hasn’t…