It’s been a busy week, so here’s a quick look at what I’ve been up to on the ol’ interweb …
MONDAY
I shared the FREE cutlery divider I built for our kitchen drawer out of scrap wood. It’s still a novelty to open up that drawer, as I do fifty-million times a day, and see the pretty blue paint and neat lines of everything having its own spot.
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| Easy-to-build cutlery divider from scrap wood |
TUESDAY
I lamented how I used to love shopping for birthday parties and now I hate it — partially because our beloved locally-owned toystore closed, but also because I’m just sick of trying to figure out what these children (whom I don’t usually know very well) would like to receive.
We actually attended a couple of birthdays the weekend after I wrote that column, and I gave one of the kids a Cineplex giftcard and candy — woohoo! I had looked and looked for a toy I wanted to get him (he’s a neighbour and I really wanted to get him something he’d like) but couldn’t find anything that felt right. So movie money + candy it was, and — wow — what an easy gift to buy.
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| Buying presents sucks and here’s why |
Over on Instagram, I shared my awesome new smartphone photo printer that I WON at our East Coast Moms blogging workshop on Sunday: the Fujifilm Instax Share Smartphone Printer SP2.
It’s the coolest thing ever to select a photo on my phone, click print, and see a photo pop out of the printer sitting next to it — all via the magic of wifi.
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WEDNESDAY
Just a quick post about my favourite sewing pattern (for adults, that is — not including the zillions of patterns for children’s clothing I have hoarded) and how I made a new top in less than 20 minutes. It’s seriously comfy and probably going to wear it again this weekend.
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| Easiest shirt ever + so comfortable |
THURSDAY
I’d never heard of baking hamburgers in the oven, but according to the comments + tweets that have been rolling in, a lot of you HAVE heard of it. How did I make it 33 years without knowing this trick? Anyway, I’m glad I know it now, because those were the best burgers I’ve ever made.
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| How to bake hamburgers in the oven |
FRIDAY
We took the kids to our local mall last night to see the Easter Bunny, so I shared the hilarious photo over on Instagram this morning. The kids are almost-five and almost-seven now (*sobs*) so they are fully aware that it’s “a person in a costume,” but they happily humour me because they know I love adding a new photo to my collection.
We’ve gone to Santa and the Easter Bunny every single year since D was a baby, and although there have been years where one of them was melting down, we always got at least ONE of them in the photo.
I really hope they’ll still do this when their teenagers. I think that would be epic. Maybe I can bribe them with the digital tokens we’ll be using as currency by then?
It’s a rainy day here, and the kids and I are heading into Halifax later today. I’m taking my mom to opening night of ONCE at Neptune Theatre and I can’t WAIT to see it.
I’ve been obsessing over it since I first saw the ad. It’s won a zillion awards (Tonys, a Grammy, an Oscar) and I’ve been listening to the soundtrack on repeat for weeks.
Listen to this song and TELL ME you don’t get chills! SERIOUSLY!
C is also scheduled for a hearing test + check-up with the ENT because her hearing is still an issue, so I’ll report back once we know more about that.
Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!
xo
You guys know I don’t do a lot of food posts — mainly because I’m a terrible cook but also because food isn’t that interesting to me — but I recently tried something that made me SUPER INTRIGUED and felt I had to share it.
Baked hamburgers! They’re a thing!
I’m a bit of hamburger queen. I don’t love a lot of homemade burgers because they’re never as good as restaurant burgers. Fast-food burgers are my favourite, so maybe that will change your opinion of my opinion. Maybe that’s why I like this method? Hmm.
Anyway, Darling Husband typically BBQs our hamburgers and I have nothing to do with the process, as BBQing and lawn-mowing are really the only two things for which I abandon being a staunch feminist. I don’t care to do either and would flounce my petticoats if you suggested I should.
(I am also not good about taking out the compost, touching the green bin outside, or doing anything to the grass other than sit on it.)
When I have made hamburgers for dinner, I’ve used our George Foreman and they’re fine. It’s annoying to wash that thing, though, and I tend to overcook the burgers because I get all paranoid about serving undercooked meat.
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| I made square patties (like Wendy’s!) so they’d fit nicely on the rectangular cookie sheets |
I do, however, bake meatballs in the oven. So last week I decided to Google “baked hamburgers” to see if it was a thing, and it was! Apparently baked hamburgers are actually juicier because the heat is distributed more evenly.
So if you want to bake hamburgers, here’s what to do:
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| I like mine without the bun but with lots of bacon and cheese, mmmm |
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| Don’t mind the selfie stick. It’s just easier if I take a picture myself rather than whining that my husband is taking shots where I’m all chin. |
xo
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| More Laundry Day Tees! |
When we got four invitations within two days, I knew it was coming. I could feel its sticky icing-fingered clutches: birthday party season.
Parties are a great way to entertain — and wear out — your kids on the weekend, and sometimes there’s a handful of cheesies in it for the parents. But first there’s the business of buying a present for the birthday boy or girl … and it’s awful.
I used to enjoy shopping for a lot of kids’ birthday parties because we had an awesome, independent toy store just minutes from our house. We knew the owner and his staff, they carried high-quality toys, games and art supplies, and we happily dropped a lot of money there because it was locally owned.
After it closed, gift shopping for birthday parties became a chore. This past weekend, I put on my big-girl panties and admitted defeat: we had to go to the big-box store — and on a busy Saturday, no less.
Two children, two adults and four different birthday parties to shop for. It shouldn’t have taken us close to an hour, but that’s what happens when you have four people looking in four different toy aisles at all times.
It didn’t help that every single gift someone suggested was wrong, in one way or another.
“No way! That Lego set is $60 … Well, then ask for it for your birthday.”
“I can’t believe this costs $30. It looks like it’s from the Dollar Store.”
“How do you know she even likes that show?”
“No, two blind bags are not a present!” (“No, neither are Mash’ems!”)
“That toy is for babies, not big kids … No, they really don’t want a toddler toy. Trust me.”
“I know he likes Pokemon Go! Why can’t we find a #$%& Pokemon Go thing in this #$%& store?!” (That one was me.)
“No, I’m sure he’s far too young to have seen Star Wars, let alone want an action figure of whoever that is.”
“We’re not getting them a zombie toy! What if it scares them?!”
There were three main issues that kept preventing me from pulling the purchasing trigger: if a toy was the right price (not too cheap, not too expensive), if it was something we knew they liked or were interested in, and if it was a present their parents wouldn’t hate (a.k.a. not an annoying/offensive item or another piece of junk taking up space).
I just kept looking at everything and feeling discouraged. I don’t know if it’s the fact that I’ve been shopping for — and attending — kids’ birthday parties for nearly seven years now, but I feel like everyone just has so much stuff. So many toys! So many games! So many books! It’s overwhelming …
It also feels like so many categories are too difficult to even bother with these days. Who knows what movies the kid already has, or even which ones they’re allowed to see? Most kids have stacks of books at home, so what are the odds of picking out a few they don’t have but will actually read and enjoy? If your family owns a Pieface board game, does that mean most families probably have it by now?
(It’s almost enough to make me wish we registered for kids’ birthday gifts. Not because I think they should demand outlandish presents, but because I’d much rather spend $20 on a specific toy they really want, rather than flush $20 on a toy they’re never going to use.)
Getting the toy that’s $35 marked down to $18 because it feels like you’re giving a more expensive present, even if you’re not sure the kid is going to like it. Guessing at their interests. Digging in your closet’s secret gift stash and then half-heartedly wrapping up something that hopefully looks like it didn’t come out of your closet 30 minutes before the party.
I know it doesn’t have to be that way, but even the gift alternatives aren’t always an easy choice.
I think sometimes about giving movie money or a gift certificate for a store, but my kids would think it’s a “boring” thing to give to their friend. It lacks the excitement of opening a shiny new toy.
Candy and gum are always a big hit with kids, but annoying for the parents because they likely have to take it and be responsible for doling it out.
I’ve only given cash when I knew the birthday boy or girl was specifically saving up for something. It seems tacky, but … everybody likes cash!
I love the idea of having guests donate $5 or $10 to a specific charity instead of bringing a gift, but would my kids be cool with that? Not likely. They are almost-five and almost-seven and they love getting presents. So do their friends.
I haven’t figured out a good alternative yet, and so … I settle.

I buy the “good toys” when they go on sale and stick them in my closet. I buy the cheap-looking-but-still-$20 action figure that my kids insist is a good gift. I buy the two-for-one bracelet-making kits that their parents will curse — I’m sorry! — because it seems better than any of the other stuff I look at.
When we got four invitations within two days, I knew it was coming. I could feel its sticky icing-fingered clutches: birthday party season.
Parties are a great way to entertain — and wear out — your kids on the weekend, and sometimes there’s a handful of cheesies in it for the parents. But first there’s the business of buying a present for the birthday boy or girl … and it’s awful.
I used to enjoy shopping for a lot of kids’ birthday parties because we had an awesome, independent toy store just minutes from our house. We knew the owner and his staff, they carried high-quality toys, games and art supplies, and we happily dropped a lot of money there because it was locally owned.
After it closed, gift shopping for birthday parties became a chore. This past weekend, I put on my big-girl panties and admitted defeat: we had to go to the big-box store — and on a busy Saturday, no less.
Two children, two adults and four different birthday parties to shop for. It shouldn’t have taken us close to an hour, but that’s what happens when you have four people looking in four different toy aisles at all times.
It didn’t help that every single gift someone suggested was wrong, in one way or another.
“No way! That Lego set is $60 … Well, then ask for it for your birthday.”
“I can’t believe this costs $30. It looks like it’s from the Dollar Store.”
“How do you know she even likes that show?”
“No, two blind bags are not a present!” (“No, neither are Mash’ems!”)
“That toy is for babies, not big kids … No, they really don’t want a toddler toy. Trust me.”
“I know he likes Pokemon Go! Why can’t we find a #$%& Pokemon Go thing in this #$%& store?!” (That one was me.)
“No, I’m sure he’s far too young to have seen Star Wars, let alone want an action figure of whoever that is.”
“We’re not getting them a zombie toy! What if it scares them?!”
There were three main issues that kept preventing me from pulling the purchasing trigger: if a toy was the right price (not too cheap, not too expensive), if it was something we knew they liked or were interested in, and if it was a present their parents wouldn’t hate (a.k.a. not an annoying/offensive item or another piece of junk taking up space).
I just kept looking at everything and feeling discouraged. I don’t know if it’s the fact that I’ve been shopping for — and attending — kids’ birthday parties for nearly seven years now, but I feel like everyone just has so much stuff. So many toys! So many games! So many books! It’s overwhelming …
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