There’s this neck cream that keeps popping into my social media feed, probably because I keep clicking on it to see what it’s all about. I mean, it’s called “The Elevator”, people. It promises to lift sagging skin and to firm and restructure the neck and décolleté area. And it’s only $122 plus tax and …
I have a friend who orders her lattes with extra foam. They feel like air when you pick them up. I was behind a lady in line once at the local coffee shop and she ordered a cup of foam without the coffee. It reminded me of when I used to work at McDonalds and …
I dropped by to see my mum this morning. She was walking through the hallways of the residence with her walker, to her physiotherapist-daughter’s great approval. She greeted me in a booming voice which I interpreted as her being delighted to see me and continued to speak very animatedly, our conversation travelling along parallel lines, …
My husband just announced, « Dick Van Dyke turned one hundred. », and I’m like, « What, again?». It seems like I have been hearing about this milestone birthday forever. It turns out today is his actual birthday. Now that we have all arrived, can we please move on to Dick turning 101? I’ll be honest, his pathological …
When I was younger I was easily influenced by other people’s sense of what would suit me better than my own sense of style. Sometime in 1994, my fashionable older friend convinced me that all I needed to do in order to generate more interest from the opposite sex was to part my hair on …
When I was in my late 20s, I befriended a woman in her early 40s who was in my aerobics class at the gym I frequented at the time. I noticed her because of her perfect posture, postural alignment being something we physios can’t help but observe. When she jumped in class, it was a …
Updates to our electrical panel to avoid a catastrophe.
I am currently reading Margaret Atwood’s latest tome: Book of Lives: A Memoir of Sorts, and absolutely loving it. The details she offers in this autobiography are mind-boggling considering I barely remember what I did on the weekend. For example, she recalls her high school home economics classes including her experience directing and acting in …
My dang fridge won’t die. I’ve had this Amana fridge since I first moved out of my parents’ house in 1988. At the time, I paid $400 each for four appliances that came with the flat: fridge, stove, washer and drier. To my knowledge, the only appliance of that set to actually conk out over …
I had a dream last night that came back to me like a jolt halfway through my first cup of coffee this morning. Like many people, I find it nearly impossible to remember my dreams and the ones I do recall are those that have been rudely interrupted by either my alarm clock or the …
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