My husband and I have now been married 15 years *insert applause here*
In the grand scheme of things we are still in the baby stages of our marriage. I’m knocking-on-wood, we’ll be doing the old person shuffle dance–which bears an uncanny resemblance to the way we dance now–at our 60th, 70th, and 75th wedding anniversaries (although that last one will make us well into our 100s, so realistically, we’ll be sitting.
Listen, I know I’m not going to win any fans with this, but if you want to be less stressed and enjoy your mornings more, try getting up earlier. And I don’t mean waking up earlier, being in complete denial, and trying to fall back asleep. I mean actually getting out of bed.
When Adam was a toddler, he was diagnosed as having severe allergies to all nuts, eggs, shellfish, wheat, dairy, and strawberries. That was the day carrying an EpiPen (epinephrine auto-injector), reading food labels, asking about ingredients, and always being vigilant about the food he came into contact with became a part of our lives.
This picture of Caroline Berg Eriksen has apparently sparked outrage in the world because the photo was taken three days after Eriksen gave birth to a baby girl.
There’s been a lot of talk about ‘fat shaming’ on the internet, most recently with Maria ‘What’s Your Excuse’ Kang. Maria was, in my opinion, very antagonistic with her picture because of the way she presented it. Instead of opening up dialogue she put people on the defensive.
Who doesn't like getting something for free? I get excited when I get a free sample in the mail so imagine...IMAGINE...how excited your child would be if one day he went to school and came home with a brand new book that was his to keep.
That's exactly what's going to happen for thousands of grade one kids across Canada thanks to the TD Grade One Book Giveaway.
A few weeks ago on the Saturday night of the Blissdom Canada conference I found myself sitting atop a large queen sized bed in my pajamas, drinking wine and eating pizza chatting with a couple of gal pals. Basically, I was in my happy place.
My happy place seems to involve a lot of yoga gear and small groups of people. I feel overwhelmed in large groups, yet also guilty because I didn’t get a chance to speak with everyone in the room, or worse, I didn’t remember someone’s name or that we met before.