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Oh hi, remember me? I used to blog here sometimes. When I stop doing something for a while, it’s really hard to start again. Running and blogging are both good examples of this. When I haven’t been running, putting on … Continue reading →

I was in the drug store recently buying a few things. I asked for help because I couldn’t find my favourite tinted moisturizer. (It had been discontinued – how does that happen??) Anyhow, the sales person helped me pick out … Continue reading →

This is my new favourite shirt. I bought it on the Champs Elysées. Well La DEE Da. At H&M. Soon to be available at a mall near you. Note all of the RED that it has on it… for those … Continue reading →

Well I have been doing some writing, just not here. Anyway, here are some things that happened this summer. I hope yours was great too.

It has been a good weekend. My daughters, who I love and adore to bits, are away at sleepaway camp and I won’t lie, it’s a good break and rest for everyone. I miss them and think of them, but … Continue reading →

The other night I was tucking 11-year-old Niamh into bed where I found her curled up with my laptop. I’m reading your short stories she said. I like them. Earlier in the evening I had opened a file containing 5 … Continue reading →

  She’s eleven going on twenty-five now. We are sending the ponytail off to one of the organizations listed on the Canadian Cancer Society’s website. Thanks to Stella for inspiring Niamh to grow her hair. It was a great experience. … Continue reading →

Remember when birds were attacking runners on the canal last summer?  Yeah, it turns out it’s not as fun as it sounds. I was walking to work last Friday morning and I wasn’t anywhere near the canal. I was on a … Continue reading →

My eleven-year old daughter wrote a series of poems as part of a poetry project. This was my favourite. Allergies You do not know what it is like to check what is in everything you eat. You do not know … Continue reading →

Eleven-year-old Niamh gave me a Mother’s day poem on Sunday that I loved more than I can possibly describe. It was written in French, and talked about what kind of flower I would be if I were a flower (an … Continue reading →