Around the time I got pregnant with Baby Bot, I quit exercising. So, its been about three years since I have gotten my “sweat on”. Four weeks ago, I started exercising again. I feel really good. Honestly. Seriously, I am not feeding you a…
I’ve been embarrassed plenty of times by Whirlwind. Like the time she wanted to talk about my Big Vagina. Or the time she kicked me. How about the time she pulled up my dress at the dessert bar? Though my favourite has to be the time she wanted to talk…
I remember getting my first bra. I don’t remember if I was in Grade 5 or 6. I do remember that I was pissed about the whole thing. Let me take you back a bit…. My sister is thirteen years older than me. And my Mom had…
The other day I was having a conversation with my Mom about, “trying to have a baby.” She said she always thought it was really funny that now a days, people talk about “trying to have a baby” or they make a big announcement about…
I couldn’t do it. I could not get through it. I have failed to finish Fifty Shades Of Grey. I am a failure. I am sorry to have let down all woman kind. I mean, if anyone was going to read this book, it would be…
It’s confession time. Here goes…. I looked down another woman’s shirt. I’m not a lesbian. Not counting that one time in college. Oh, and high school. And not that there is anything wrong with it, it just wasn’t for me. Too many breasts floating around for my…
I love taking my kids to the park. It’s our thing. But, I have learned a few tricks along the way from my Mommy Friends. Mommy #4 has taught me that sometimes The Park is closed. For example: Last fall, Baby Bot was not sleeping…
So you know when I write reviews about movies, t.v shows and books and then I somehow make it all about me? Well, here goes. You need to watch this movie… I mean it. You need to watch this movie. It is bloody fantastic. And…
At 3 p.m.the other day, the only thing on my mind was ice cream. I needed it. My family needed it. It was time to spoil our supper. On our way to Dairy Queen, Whirlwind was trying to tell us what she wanted. I couldn’t…
I have very large breasts. Very large breasts. Sometimes the odd friend will ask me if I am going to get a breast reduction. This pisses me off. These are my breasts. It’s my choice isn’t it? Are they embarrassed by my huge rack? I don’t get it….