I have struggled with where to pick up the thread to tell this story, because as with all divorce stories, it’s complicated. If I tug on one small piece the entire ball of yarn tumbles to the ground and any sense of cohesion is lost. Then there’s the absolutely mind-boggling number of events that have occurred over the last 3.5 years that would make telling this story almost as long as the process itself. I could start with the day I left, when I came home and found two women in swimsuits …
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Food Allergies During the Holidays – 7 Easy Things To Help Everyone Survive (Literally)
You would think that after six years of living with food allergies, we've got it all down pat. But one can be a little too complacent and too trusting. We ended up spending Thanksgiving in the ER because we assumed, and …
The 20 Saddest Things About Spring Cleaning
It's the least favouritest time of the year. Spring cleaning. I engage in spring cleaning with all the fervor of someone who invites 30 relatives to Easter dinner who will probably be checking out the relative …
Sustainability Without Sacrifice – Wine, Lobster & Other Creature Comforts
*This post is co-sponsored by Nobilo Wines and The Marine Stewardship Council (MSC) and I have been compensated for this post. All opinions remain mine Saving the planet is no longer a rallying cry for hippies, …
Christmas Mourning
This year my holiday spirit is...well, less than stellar, which does not bode well in my house since my husband is already on the naughty list for not being a fan of the holidays any year. When my cheer’o’meter is low, I …
Dinner On The Go: When the Dining Room is a Minivan
With four kids under 13, I try to keep the extracurricular activities to one or two per child at any given time. But when you multiply that by the number of kids in my family, it still means we are out during dinner time …
Help for the Sleep Deprived
Like many, sleep was a luxury I didn’t fully appreciate until I had children. From the birth of my first daughter to the time we were back in a consistent sleep routine with our second, eight years had gone by. …
