If you read my previous post about Kevin Costner filming a movie in our next door neighbour's house, I'm sure you've been muttering the following script under your breath: "Ruth, it is just sooo fascinating that Kevin "Prince of Thieves" Costner filmed a movie in the house directly north of yours. There must be something… Continue reading Neighbours: the condemned-house-next-door edition
Ha ha ha happy holidays!
It's that special, special time of the year, when the tree lights glisten, and the radio spews carols, and butter-laden baking beckons, and I remember how much more magical the holidays were when I wasn't responsible for planning them. Because let's be honest: the Christmas season is a real mixed bag once you become a… Continue reading Ha ha ha happy holidays!
Being happy all the time is ridiculous
I was sitting in a coffee shop near my dentist's office. I just had my teeth cleaned, which is always a treat - is it weird that I get excited to read old People magazines in a waiting room by myself? The orange fluoride (mint was on backorder??) my hygienist applied mingled with the decaf… Continue reading Being happy all the time is ridiculous
Sharing the earth with other humans is a grind
I had a bit of a moment today. A moment where the paint thinner of life smeared itself all over the thin layer of niceness I try to coat myself with when I'm in public. And it wasn't even my kids this time. My amazing in-laws had taken the girls for a chunk of the… Continue reading Sharing the earth with other humans is a grind
I was going to start this blog with a joke about how long it's been since I last wrote, but that seems like a monotonous road to go down - pretty much every post could start out that way. So I'll just say that I'm pleased to be back. It's that time of year when… Continue reading Third-of-a-life crisis
To move or not to move
Ahhhh. It's that special time of the month week day again! The time when I wistfully contemplate moving out of our (not-officially) tiny house. The hysterical voices of both my precious angels are ringing in my ears as I recall the complete meltdown that occurred in their shared bedroom earlier today when L (who has… Continue reading To move or not to move
A mommy blog
I promised myself that this wasn't going to turn into yet another mommy blog. You know, the kind that makes the internet seem to overflow its banks, like a massive river in spring runoff, with the murky waters, bacteria and general detritus of frustrated parenthood. The kind that over-educated, under-stimulated women write when they want… Continue reading A mommy blog
A room of my own
Ahhhh. Who doesn't love a good character home? You know, the charming, early 20th-century variety (which seems to be as ancient as we get here in Calgary), with cute verandas and cute original hardwood flooring and cute sloping ceilings? The kind with tiny rooms and no light fixtures and heaving foundations and deteriorating insulation? So… Continue reading A room of my own
Writer’s block/ Procrastination/ I’m still here!
Dang. It's been so long since I last blogged that I forgot my WordPress username and password. Actually, I sorta forgot the name of my blog, which is unfortunate, considering that it's the same as my legal name (minus the .com... I think). And you know what? I don't even have a great excuse. I… Continue reading Writer’s block/ Procrastination/ I’m still here!
Pitch Perfect (or, how to join the prestigious world of freelance writing)
When I tell people that I'm a freelance writer, I usually get one of two responses. The first is a vague "How nice!" accompanied by a probing glance, as if my slouchy posture will somehow confirm that, yes, freelance is code for "makes very little money." But the other response is one that is clearly… Continue reading Pitch Perfect (or, how to join the prestigious world of freelance writing)