Mammal Mondays: Winter Walking

Sadly, the thing I’ve been fearing for months has happened. I opened my door Sunday morning, and this is what awaited me. I don’t usually post offensive photos on this little blog, so I apologize if this one caught you unprepared. Albertan since the day I was born, I really should be winterized by now,…

And I Was Suddenly a Grown Up

The Electrician turned 29 recently, and to celebrate my (slightly younger) husband’s existence for another year on the planet, I decided to buy him a new pair of shoes. Finding shoes for size 13 feet is not always a simple task, and as a result of spending too many hours with his feet squeezed into…

Limu the Smuggling Turtle?

Spring break tends to fall around the same time each year, which is a good thing in terms of booking holidays somewhere lovely, and a bit of a bummer considering my holidays from school always overlap my godson’s birthday. For the second consecutive year, The Electrician and I were out of the country for the…

I Was Godzilla

Oh friends, this has been a rough week. It started Tuesday night, when The Electrician and I were out for dinner with his mom. Early in the meal, I started having sharp pain when I tried to chew with the teeth on the bottom right side of my face. It was significantly uncomfortable, but I…

I Am a Slow Learner

I don’t know why I do this to myself. I have a terrible habit of browsing the “impulse” stand at the grocery store while I’m waiting for my turn at the till. Like most folks, the people who organize supermarkets anticipate–correctly so–that by the time I finish shopping a giant store full of a thousand…

The Hoarse in Second Place

Several worst case scenarios exist for classroom teachers. My personal greatest fear is somehow soiling myself in front of a group of teenagers. Clearly, having a fecal explosion in front of a class would require me to move to another school immediately, possibly to another city far, far, away.┬áLuckily, it’s the sort of thing that…

The Secret in Our Basement

I have a confession. Here we are, on the evening of January 23rd, and The Electrician and I have not yet taken down our Christmas tree. I’m sure we’re not the only folks who are festive long beyond the time it’s appropriate to be so, but it’s a little embarrassing nonetheless. Normally, people take down…

Blue Boot Blues

Every day after school since Christmas break, I’ve scurried home in anticipation of a parcel waiting on my doorstep. Right now, we’re not going to get into the fact that Canada Post seems to think a big label reading “Signature Required” actually means “just toss it on the front step in full view where any…

Ouch, Bah, and Seriously?

I know you wonderful people have been dropping by all week to read the latest news from the dollhouse, since I can see how many people stop by each day, and I can often see what brought new readers here, like web searches or links from other writers. Thanks for checking in with us, and…

Traffic

Because I’m so tired I can’t think of a better title for this post. Read on to discover why. When I put Caroline outside this morning so she could empty the things that needed emptying, something out there was sizzling. Confused in my standard early-morning stupor, it took me a moment to realize why my…

Guess What Hit the Fan?

No, no, nothing like that. Our snow arrived this weekend, blown in on a fierce wind. Now that it’s officially winter, I am feeling pretty yucky about the weather, and all the bad roads and freezing cold days that will be coming along with it. The Electrician and I walked the dogs tonight after the…

The Immunity Challenge

I am sick unto death. As much as I realize my statement is melodramatic, I really do feel like I’m on the verge of the great hereafter. Actually, it’s possible I’m already dead and I’m writing this as zombie Kay. The craving for brains hasn’t set in yet, but I admit I’m short tempered enough…