Category: It’s all about me

Toonies, poutine and Justin Trudeau

I’m over on BuzzFeed today chatting about what we Canadians want to teach Americans … and no, it’s not all about poutine. (I mean, part of it is, of course.) (And also our smoking-hot Prime Minster.) Come say hi?

Happy Hysterectoversary

March 11 marked a year since I went into the hospital for a quickie day procedure (this, if you’re really curious). A year since I fell asleep chatting with a friendly nurse and woke up, hours later, in horrible pain and mumbling “I didn’t… Continue Reading “Happy Hysterectoversary”

Why a blogger’s home looks better than yours (it doesn’t, really)

My most popular social media photos tend to be either (A) my cute kids, or (B) my “perfect” house. While my kids actually ARE cute, my house is NOT perfect. The trouble with social media is that it tricks us into thinking everyone’s home/body/job/life… Continue Reading “Why a blogger’s home looks better than yours (it doesn’t, really)”

Twelve minutes

The following is a sponsored conversation with Pearl & Daisy Natural Soap Company. All opinions, messy topknots and ill-lit iPhone photos are my own. I slid the cakes in the oven, set the timer, and drove myself to the emergency room a couple of… Continue Reading “Twelve minutes”

What Barbie taught me

My not-so-secret dream job has always been to be the person who poses Barbies for commercials and photo shoots. I’ve had a lifetime of practice, and you’d be surprised how much emotion you can convey in her tiny face when you tilt her head… Continue Reading “What Barbie taught me”