‘Twas the month before Christmas and as the first jingly shopping mall music thwacked me in the ear like a hard-packed snowball, I felt both excited and horrified by the looming prep work ahead that accompanies the word ‘holidays’. But at a time when even heavy metal’s Twisted Sister is reminding me to Come All Ye Faithful, at least I’ve got Read more
Alright, so I’m no Rosa Parks. For those who read my Can’t Afford Rob Ford rant last week, I’ll admit I didn’t attend Saturday’s anti-Ford rally as I said I would. I know I was all hopped up on banner-toting social justice when I said it, and while I am still as disgusted by Mayor Rob Ford today as I was on Friday, I just needed a break from the man. Oh, and my dog ate my placard. Read more
Do you know what it feels like being a Torontonian right now? It’s a bit like standing in a crowded elevator beside a man who just baked the mother of all wind biscuits. Read more
Like most North American children, my kids have no firsthand knowledge of war, and for that I am eternally grateful. They do know that their grandfather had been a pilot during the Second World War and that, as they tell it, “He went to fight that bad guy Hitler”. It’s a subject that usually ends in quiet introspection, for all of us. Read more
I like to think of myself as a reasonably rational person, not prone to hysterics. I also like to think I’m Tori Amos or a veiled wood nymph at times, but neither persona would have saved me from myself last night as I drove my car alone in the dark.
This story isn’t intended to be a chuckle-fest. We all need a little perspective sometimes, especially when we’re hosting our own pity party. Last Monday night I got a sharp, stabbing dose. Read more