Every now and then I ask myself this all important question. This is more in the context of where did I come from? Yes, I know how babies are made! I am thinking more in terms of my heritage. What in my family's history has made me who I am? What do I have to … Continue reading Really, Who Am I?
These days I am a pretty calm person, but there are certain things that annoy me every time, and I mean every time. You would think at my age I could be mature about such things, but I guess not. Partly because I am a dweller on things. My brain just wont let go, which … Continue reading Things That Annoy The By Geesus Out Of Me
Monday is Federal Election Day and I am worried. Voters are fickle and the tide is changing. There is a lot of anger out there and our elections are beginning to look like those in the United States. Messy and mean, with a lot of shit slinging. Watching Donald Trump pretend to be a statesman … Continue reading Election Day Worries
An excerpt from my unpublished memoir Cramps and Other Rants from a Crazy Angry Bitch. The events, revolving around the fact that I had turned into Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde due to PMS, take place in Toronto during the mid 80's. You're fired, he yelled after an intense, five minute screaming match. It was … Continue reading Out Of Control
Seriously don't ask. I have no interest or desire to hold the baby... any baby. Who decided that women automatically loved babies and lived to hold babies? And if you didn’t like doing this, you were weird and unnatural. Perhaps your femininity was questioned. Perhaps you were considered a terrible and uncaring mother. Where did … Continue reading Don’t Ask Me To Hold The Baby
Obsessing about aging has become a national pastime and not just for those who are middle aged. Twenty-somethings and thirty-somethings are just as obsessed as fifty-somethings. And all this hype can be traced back to marketing. The “Does she…or doesn’t she?” hair campaign in the sixties was written by Shirley Polykoff and targeted women suggesting … Continue reading Refusing To Obsess About Aging
I have never been religious. As a matter of fact, I am a proud atheist. Our family never went to church, which was unusual in the very tiny community that I grew up in because it had two churches. I am sure that our family was the topic of discussion over many of the community … Continue reading Cavemen, God and Glooscap
So I am still in June mode, still thinking about silly traditions while I do things other than write new creative blogs. Other things like gardening. These latest musings come from my unpublished memoir, Cramps and other Rants from a Crazy Angry Bitch, which is a bucket load of stories and rants that I am … Continue reading The Engagement Fridge
Yes I said call me… as opposed to text me. Because if you really want to find out what is going on in my life, don’t rely on my dyslexic thumbs to provide you with that info. It will not happen. I am a QWERTY person. I love a real standard keyboard. One where I … Continue reading Don’t Be Afraid To Just Call Me
My brain works in mysterious ways. Something like that guy who is so popular on Sundays. I, however, am not always that serious and very far from popular. I am much more realistic though because I am a non-fiction, tangible character. Some of the things I ponder may not change the world, but they would … Continue reading Random Questions I Feel A Need To Ask
No one ever asked me that question, which was a damn good thing because I didn't have a clue. I don't think I was alone in this. Most people don't fall into the category of precocious ten-year olds who say they are going to be a marine biologist then grow up to become one. I … Continue reading What do you want to be when you grow up?
Don't treat me special because I am a woman. Treat me equal because I am a human being. This is my mantra. March 8th is International Women's Day and honestly the only reason I know this is because I received an email yesterday from Canada's largest bookstore chain promoting it for the purpose of selling … Continue reading Don’t treat me special because I am a woman.
Listening to the radio the other day I heard a statistic that made me wonder about the nature of human beings these days and how such intelligent creatures have evolved to the point that they seem to be regressing. In other words becoming a lot less intelligent. I'm trying to refrain from using the word … Continue reading A Wrinkly Statistic Of Human Regression
WordPress doesn't like my computer any more, and that kind of ticks me off. In actuality, it is probably my browser that it doesn't like, but that doesn't tick me off any less. It all started a couple of months ago when I logged in to WordPress and tried to create a new post. I … Continue reading Officially Obsolete
In these times of heightened concerns about scams and identity theft, I would like to know who’s brilliant (read this with a sarcastic tone) idea it was to take my name and address and print it over and over again on ugly personal labels in an attempt to entice me to donate to a cause. … Continue reading How Dare You Use My Personal Info