Life In Pleasantville
Food, Travel, Life
The end of the school year is in range and we’re all hoping our kids will finish the year strong. The stakes are higher the older they are, and sometimes we (and they) forget about the quality fuel brains require in order to think and write exams and complete dissertations. These are all subjects at the …
If I could only visit one place for the rest of my life, that place would be Maui. My family and I have been to the paradisaical island five times, and while our activities have changed as the children have grown, one thing remains constant: we love it. There are a ton of things to …
We are going to talk about eggplant today! Guys, have you ever eaten eggplant? I think it’s the kind of food you either hate it or love it. I was always curious as to what it tasted like, being purple and all but once I gave it a chance, I found I totally loved …
If only I’d listened to my mother, I wouldn’t be frantically trying to fix sun damaged skin. She warned me relentlessly that some day I would regret my sun worshipping ways, but did I listen? Noooooo. No, I baked in the sun, smoked cigarettes and did tequila shots like nobody’s business. Damn, my twenties were …
I was dreamin’ when I wrote this, forgive me if it goes astray. It does kind of feel like a dream, a bad one. Prince died yesterday and as of this moment, all we have is speculation. The internet exploded with messages of sadness, disbelief, and weariness at losing yet another mega talented musician this …
Money is a funny thing. We work for and use it daily. It pays taxes, puts a roof over our heads, food on our table, and clothes on our back. It’s a part of our life every single day as adults and yet it’s something many of us still struggle to talk to our kids …
On this 10th day of April in Ottawa it is -14C. I am broken but not yet defeated, because the weatherman tells me there are double digit temperatures just around the corner, which means….Spring Tune-up! With this glimmer of hope though comes a sad realization. My body is in pathetic shape. Winter pudge, unpainted toes, …
Dear Daughters, Let me tell you the story about how I came across the Best Coconut Cream Pie ever. You see, your Boppy (for my readers, this what my girls call their grandfather), used to rave to me about how his sister, your Great Aunt Patricia, used to make him the best Coconut Cream Pie. Your …
