Lettuce Begin
“It’s the most … wonderful time … of the year!” Everybody, SING ALONG with me now!
Yes, I’ve come to that magical point in my familial calendar when Read more
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Cloudy With A Chance Of Nutballs
I don’t want to be a winter whiner (she said about to whine) but this morning in Toronto we woke up to yet another 10 cms of snow … because apparently the furnace broke in hell. Read more
Athletes Feat
“Watch out! That ice is really slippery, Jen.”
Like so many Olympic couch potatoes, I am really going to miss the Sochi winter games. Not only were they a much-needed tonic for the February blahs, but they were such great conversation starters, especially with total strangers. After all, there’s nothing like the national camaraderie that comes from sharing OUR victories when WE’VE performed as well as WE have. All thirty-five million of US. Read more
Vanilla Nice
When you think about rap music videos (notwithstanding the fact that if you’re reading this blog, you’ve probably never even seen a rap music video), what’s the first thing you think of? Hmmm? Scantily clad women twerking in slo-mo? Cars with Olympic-sized pools in the back? Men with spinal cord-damaging taste in jewelry? Read more
Cupid’s Broken Arrow
At the risk of sounding like a romantic killjoy, I have never been big on Valentine’s Day. It probably stems from the fact that I went to an all girls school as a child, where telling every one of your female classmates you wanted them to “Be Mine” felt, well … a little misdirected. Read more
Too Dire For Duct Tape
Have you ever had one of those days? You’re heading to the gym for the first time since Richard Simmons discovered spandex when you pull a small thread at the top of your pants, inadvertently unraveling the entire elastic waistband (and no, not your midlife-crisis sweat pants Read more
Mother’s Nature
When it comes to the spirit of friendly competition, I’ve been told I can be a teensy bit … well, rabid. Oh, it’s always said in good fun, like “Whoa, Andie’s playing?! There will be blood. Ha ha!”
Yeah. Ha. Ha.
Look, it’s not like I upturn tables when I lose, or drop trou and shake my jelly when I win. I’m not sure how I got this reputation for being such a cutthroat competitor because I never thought I was all that hung up on winning. I can honestly celebrate anyone else’s victory just as easily as my own. Read more
New Year’s Dissolutions
While 2014 seemed like a welcome breath of fresh air this New Years Eve, a year for which I still hold the greatest of expectations, it could definitely use a breath mint at this point, at least from where I’m standing. Read more
Blunderous Applause
Last night while on a rare family outing to see the musical Joseph And The Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat (rare because it didn’t take place at a hockey arena), Andrew and I officially became an embarrassment to our kids. That’s right. We had the audacity, the unmitigated gall, to openly express our appreciation for the performing arts in public. I know … someone call Children’s Aid. Read more
Frosted Flakes
Like most Torontonians, I am only too aware of the fact that our fellow Canadians think we’re all a big bunch of wimpy winter snow sissies. Well, STICKS AND STONES PEOPLE! (Actually, we’re not really well equipped to handle that kind of flying branch and rock debris, so … you know, please don’t.) Read more