Life In Pleasantville
Food, Travel, Life
The other night I called my mom to blow off steam. My teen girls had been pushing all my buttons, as teens do, and I needed a sounding board — someone who had been there, done that. My mother reminded me that there was nothing terribly unusual with their behaviour, they were simply doing what …
If you have a tween or teenager in your life that you’ve no doubt noticed their self-indulgent social media behaviour. You know what I’m talking about – the endless duck face selfies posted to their Instagram feed that are filtered just perfectly to make them look like their favourite Pretty Little Liars star or Kardashian. …
At Life In Pleasantville we like to colour outside the lines, so for our first Annual Pleasantville Christmas Photo A Day Challenge we decided to begin November 25; December 1st has so been done, am I right? We’re also a bit excited about the season — SANTA’S COMING! — and we know many of you …
Recently, I was “unfriended” on Facebook. It’s possible this has happened with others before but I never noticed. I have somewhere around 230 “friends” give or take a few but I don’t watch the number count with an eagle eye so I could definitely miss it. This particular person though I did notice because in …
The idea is that I’m supposed to step into this blog space and leave you a nice tidy little post about one thing. And herein lies the problem today. I don’t have one thing. I have too many things. Way too many things. Yesterday, I attempted to sit down and work at my computer but …
Yesterday, when the news came through that explosions had rocked the Boston Marathon, I immediately turned to Twitter to get updates. After all, if you want the news fast and often in first person, Twitter is where you need to be. I read and absorbed as much as I could emotionally handle, sent out a …
One month before she committed suicide, Rehtaeh Parsons posted a picture of herself on Facebook with a quote from Martin Luther King captioning it as such: “In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.” And in the end that is exactly what happened for Rehtaeh. …
