WriteOut of Her Mind

Size matters. That is especially true when it comes to today’s technological gadgets. I…

The transition from one year to another makes me nostalgic. I invite you to partake in a little…

Talk about the Easter Bunny and the temptation of chocolate treats everywhere I go has given me a…

Big Brother is watching. No, not the conspiracy theory Big Brother, I mean the television show. You…

At this festive time of year, when the mayhem and merriment seem too much to bear and the to-do…

I used to love grocery shopping. Then I had kids. Enough said. Now I am that crazy woman who…

I blame my recent birthday for the terrifying realization that I have moved up an age category in…

I tell my children all the time that it is good to be different, to be unique as individuals. Yet I…

I think we’ve established by now, dear reader, that I think entirely too much about far too…

Sometimes, I wish I were a man. Today was one of those times. It’s days like this, where the…

I find clothing stores intimidating. I find the clothes in the clothing stores even more so.…

I would like to sincerely apologize to my neighbours, particularly those with young children, for…

I don’t know what the May long weekend means to you, but in my house, it means yard work.…

Another school year has begun, signaling the unofficial end of summer. For me that triggers a sense…

Boxing Day is not meant for shopping; it’s meant for napping. The world would be a better…