An excerpt from my unpublished memoir Cramps and Other Rants from a Crazy Angry Bitch.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
It was Father's Day and JT was cooking. He had already made delicious omelets with mushrooms, peppers, garlic, cheese and lots of spices for breakfast that were the hit of the morning. But JT was also worried. Not about his cooking. JT is a damn good cook. He was worried because his mom had an … Continue reading The Other Rubber-Soled Shoe
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 These latest musings come from my unpublished memoir, Cramps and other Rants from a Crazy Angry Bitch, which is a bucket load of stories and rants that I am … Continue reading The Engagement Fridge
I don't know about you, but June makes me think of weddings, although I was actually married in August. And what I really end up thinking is: why do we bother. How many movies have we all seen about the craziness of weddings? Yes I know they are movies but the writing usually has actual … Continue reading If I had to do it all over again…
Ever since retiring, I have made a point to avoid rules and structure because I really hate both. As far as rules go, I followed them when I had to but pushed the limits when it came to those silly top-down directives of the corporate world. Working in a old corporation for nine years is … Continue reading Avoiding Rules And Not Playing In The Sandbox
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
It is a grey, rainy Mother's Day weekend; but look I have some bright and cheery grocery-store roses. Sarcasm aside, they really are quite pretty. Their primary colours stand out stunningly against the grey–both the day and my wall. And I love them. No I did not receive these roses from JT or The Doc. … Continue reading Grocery-Store Roses
A lot of people, myself included, struggle with small talk. We can't think of things to say when faced with the daunting task of talking to people we don't know. Out of our comfort levels and small circles of friends, we trip over words or make awkward comments when we finally do open our mouths. … Continue reading Small Talk Blogging Style
Sit back and relax while I tell you a story. A story in response to the Bonnywood Manor 3-Word Challenge. Bonnywood Manor is the Blog of Brian Lageose. It is witty and well written. I admire his sense of humour and vocabulary. It usually makes me laugh and envious of his talent. Check out Brian's … Continue reading Early That Morning (My 3-Word Challenge Story)
You may be a cartoon character if... ...You have been known to goofily send objects, often stemware, flying across the room with an over animated swish of your hand. ...You watch TV with Cruella de Vil hair while twisting and yanking your chin hairs and looking like an evil mastermind. ...You have two exclamation marks engraved between … Continue reading You May Be A Cartoon Character If…
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
Folding laundry the other day, I couldn't help but notice the state of our underwear. What popped into my fairly empty head at the time was a statement I'm sure most of us heard in our youth, "make sure you put on clean underwear in case you have an accident." How could one not remember that piece … Continue reading A Rumination On Skivvies And Undies
Previously in the realm of after 60 bitchiness, The Bitch was on a tirade about technology and obsolescence. Specifically the fact that WordPress no longer communicated well with her computer and so she was trying to format blog posts on her iPad. Her laptop, which was dated, was still working fine and housed all her … Continue reading A Keyboard, A Mouse, And A Couple Of Puzzle Boxes
Once upon a time... (actually it was the winter of 2002) The Bitch received a phone call from a relative who complained and complained about the weather to the point that the bitch rolled her eyes and tried to preoccupy herself with other things while the relative continued to whine. She no sooner hung up … Continue reading A Winter Story Of A Winter Story
