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No, Your Mean Girls Probably Didn’t Peak in High School
Is it is myth that Mean Girls left their best days behind them in high school? We might wish they all turned into has-been uglies but wishing doesn't always make it so. [Read more]
Not Your Average Wedding: Part 2
A bride continues with the saga of contracting the Chicken Pox right before the big day and discovers no one wants to be around you when you have the Chicken Pox. Not even the doctors. [Read more]
Snow and Coffee: A Story of Serendipity
Love can surprise you in the strangest places, Mary Rose discovers. You can be waiting for a bus when your destiny pulls up to the curb. [Read more]
Romancing the Rails
A couple pursues a second honeymoon on a rail trip through the Rockies and discovers the romance of the rails is far more than just a distant memory. In fact, love is in the air amidst some of Canada's most majestic scenery. [Read more]
Boyfriends are Overrated!
Boyfriends are overrated, says a single woman who really wants to stay that way for a while...but those men just want to commit. [Read more]
Not Your Average Wedding: Part I
There are few days we considered more significant or laden with emotion than wedding days. But what happens when the bride gets chicken pox? Does the show go on? [Read more]
On Being the Marrying Kind
When Star Weiss' friends asked her to marry them, that is, to perform their wedding ceremony, she was both flabbergasted and incredibly honoured. How many people who aren't marriage commissioners or ministers actually get to say, "You may now have your first married kiss"? [Read more]
Letting My Children Pick Their Own Favourite Colours
I am not worried about the lack of sleep I will be receiving for the first few months (or years). To me it is all a part of the process of starting a new family and I look forward to the months and years ahead of watching my child grow. What I am worried about is putting expectations on my children. Let me explain... [Read more]
In Other News, Sorry About Your Grandmother
...I live in fear of the sorry-about-your-grandma pause. In fact, I'm so afraid of it am I that until very recently, I attempted to avoid the pause altogether. If a friend came to me with heavy emotional troubles, I would give them all the hugs they needed, and sit there gazing soulfully at them, afraid to speak. If they talked, they talked; otherwise, it became an emotional staring contest. And I played to win. [Read more]
Arrival
What I really want is for him to play on his own for a bit so that I can focus on acclimatizing. But he is a child and continues to poke me. He orders me around in that oh-so-charming-and-irritating way that only a three year old can do until find myself at wit's end and I tell him that I'm not going to play trains anymore. [Read more]
