Ugh, the dating scene. Of all the places I want to be right now, dating is ranked just above colonoscopies and root canals. I am completely and utterly apathetic about love and relationships at the moment, which means there is no better time to do a deep dive into Tinder. My cynicism is high and my caring is low. With nothing but time on my hands for about a week, I threw a pity party for one and wallowed in bed with potato chips and Tinder. I am here to tell you ladies that while it …
My Name is Candace and I Am An Internet Abuser
This was supposed to be a post extolling the virtues of the new Ignite WiFi Hub from Rogers and how it’s helping me get my teens in line. I was ready to throw my kids under the bus and talk about how much time they spend online. I had my righteous indignation locked and loaded people. Fear me child, for I shall smite thee with all the motherly judgement I can muster. Photographic evidence of my harsh parenting. Aaaaand then I had a closer look at my internet usage. Derp. Internet abuser, …
50 Things To Do When You Turn 50 – Chase Down Your Goals
Last night my daughter and I sat and brainstormed “50 things to do to celebrate turning 50”. According to my daughter Ava, I have already achieved badass status as I approach the half-century mark, but completing this list will cement my place at the top of the heap. That, or it’s going to kill me. Also sidebar, I know today, I'm totally getting hit up for cash. Compliments from 14 year olds always come with a catch. I can still do a decent cartwheel at 49, but can I pull off a backflip? …
I Have a Freaking Lilac Tree
I have a freaking lilac tree. This news came as quite a surprise to me today, as I was sitting in my backyard doing a deep dive on my feelings. I’ve become a real free diver in this lately, letting feelings, like actual feelings wash over me. Head down, writing down attempt #99 of defining my life purpose, I was getting frustrated with the process and decided to take a break. I rebelliously left my flip-flops off to walk barefoot in the grass. Oooh, look at me getting all hippy dippy and one …
Coping Strategies After Separation – The First 90 Days
In the first days after leaving my marriage, I turned to Dr. Google and typed “coping strategies after separation” and I ended up reading about “white bears” and rolling my eyes at platitudes like “be kind with yourself”. Seriously? I needed slightly less abstract and much more detailed than that. I wanted an actionable step that would bring me instant comfort like, “Make a voodoo doll of your ex and stick 1000 pins in it…..hard.” But noooooo, the internet in all its infinite wisdom offered up, …
