I’m sleep deprived right now. Being sleep deprived really is the best kind of deprivation–much better than carne asada burrito deprived or heavy summer rain deprived or even fat baby nephew deprived… Does it mean that he’s iron-deprived if he … Continue reading
I was so incredulous. Poor Kyle told me it would be amazing, but I did not believe. He’s been talking about this crap for the past few days–he ate some chewy sour candy and it reminded him of his childhood, … Continue reading
When one’s husband accuses one of being addicted to one’s laptop, there is nothing to do but eat really cheap pizza. I don’t know what it is about being in a bad mood that makes me crave crappy food, but … Continue reading
Guess what? You’ll never guess, so I’ll spit it out. This is my 100th post on Archives of Our Lives. (Every time I write “Archives of Our Lives,” I feel like the word “our” should not be capitalised, because it’s … Continue reading
In Arizona, spring has already sprung. We’re a whole month behind here in Canada, and it’s not looking hopeful. Oh, sure, the sky is bright cheerful blue today, but I’ve played this game–it’s called Spring Hasn’t Really Sprung and You’re … Continue reading