Tag: Life with Me

October 6, 1999

It was a Wednesday. My back had been killing me ever since the games convention on the previous weekend. Wizard’s Challenge (North); we’d just pulled off the con – I’d been part of the planning team – and all reports were good. I spent much of the night stretching and cursing under my breath for having been stupid enough to… Read more →

Acting Your Age

Here’s the thing. We live in a society that values youth over experience, wisdom, ability and knowledge. I’m not sure why we do that, but children are more valuable to us than non-children, which also translates into vilifying people who opt not to breed. There’s a whole bunch going on in this statement, and I might get overtaken by that… Read more →

The Inadvertent Feminist

I have the most bizarre memory. I mean, I can remember things that happened when I was 2. I remember locker combinations from high school. I remember school seating plans from elementary school. Yet I can’t remember my kids’ names on a regular basis, or whether I’ve seen a particular movie. This is nothing new. I’ve always been like this.… Read more →

Product Review – Amopé Pedi Perfect

I’m not sure when the state of our heels became such a huge concern, but apparently it’s a big thing. Like. At some point in the past few years, someone realised that the true path to success is through baby-soft heels. To be clear, I’ve never had a pedicure in my life, so I don’t know what the big deal is… Read more →

The Drama …Club

Did I ever tell you about my short-lived career as an actual “ad-man”? *wavy remembery lines* Way back in the once-upon-a-time, there was a drama club. And that drama club was trying to recruit new members. I went to a high school where there was a pretty clear divide between the band-drama kids and the football-sports kids. Our town gave… Read more →

Conversations at work

“AH, Jig-A-Loo(TM), how I’ve missed you.” “It’s been a long time since you’ve addressed Jig-A-Loo(TM).” “Yes. The elliptical machine I use at the gym is starting to sound like a constipated elephant. Completely unrelated to my use of said machine, of course.” “Of course.” “It could probably use some Jig-A-Loo(TM), is what I’m saying.” “Understood. Too bad you don’t have… Read more →

Treat. Seriously. Treat.

He organised his own Hallowe’en party – invited a few friends over this afternoon, and by the time they’d gone mumming, there were 20 kids and six parents in their group. They came home together, and I plied the parents with coffee and tea and then tried to breathe deeply as the children, ranging in age from about five to… Read more →

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