Today I had my hair coloured and cut for the second time by a very talented hairdresser who I’ll call B. She spends a great deal of time making sure she has the perfect colours mixed and places the foils like her life depended on it. She and I chat about my daughter and about … More Ex husbands and hair dos
It’s been a rather sad day here in our house. Before leaving for work, I went to feed our fish Nemo, and found him dead. Not that there is a good time for these things to happen, but it could have been better timing. The child that owns that fish was still sleeping and I … More The Day Nemo Died
I have his fingers. I have his extremely white legs that don’t tan. I have his love of music. I have his passion for cooking. I have his need to go camping. I have his desire to hold onto the past like a rare treasure. And he has my heart. He is the man that … More Father’s Day
7:56am. A song comes on, I smile and think of you. Goose is sleepily eating her cereal – I tell her “Poppy likes this song”. A grin comes across her face and she starts to move to the beat. We love you Poppy. Ps. It was Supertramp’s Goodbye stranger. You always could sing a good … More A Text Message to my Dad
Goose* – I’m rich mom Me – Oh really? Goose* – Yup, I’m rich in family and rich in friends. I have so many friends I must be rich. Me – Are you thankful? Goose* – Very thankful …and my heart melts. She’s six years old and understands something most people never get. *Goose is … More How my six year old defines rich.