Once upon a time, I was a dedicated Toronto Maple Leaf fan. Stop laughing, you (insert team name here) fans. Making fun of the TML’s is too easy to justify…

The pool turned green. The grass turned yellow in blotches. The leaves turned orange on their ends. We needed an extra blanket on our beds. It was inevitable. Summer 2010…

For the second time in my life, I spent the August long weekend grieving the loss of a dear friend to the depths of a beautiful Canadian lake. That is…

It was a beautiful summer night. The huge orange sun was setting, with the moon already bright and full in the sky, waiting patiently for its turn to shine. The…

Bon fires are one of my favourite things about summer. There is something so mesmerizing about staring at a crackling fire; the lure of the glowing orange ambers, beneath the…

I’m not sure how this happened, but it seems that I gave birth to an athlete. It’s almost as perplexing as realizing that my beautiful, perfect, totally charming son does…

Oh Canada, my home and native land, as I prepare to celebrate your beauty by decorating my entire family in tacky flag clothing and slapping them head to foot in…

Imagine being married to someone who publishes your personal life in a newspaper that goes county-wide every week. The Carpenter, my spouse, is a real trouper. So I ask that…

My life is a Shakespearian comedy. Take last Friday morning, for example. Everything was going according to plan. Lunches were packed, school bags organized, children fed, even I was dressed…

There has been a lot of talk in the media lately about the dangers of driving while text messaging. Mobile phones must be hands-free. Even iPods and other techno gadgetry…