A few days ago, 2.0 announced that we were to start dieting. Twenty seven of you thought it was a brilliant idea, and my mother sent me an email about eating vegetables. Sometimes, as I eat my breakfast and gaze out the window, I can see people frolicking in the out-of-doors. Some of those people are running. […]
Happy birthday, Isa! I hope you’re having a marvellous day. I’m not even going to whine about the frigid temperatures and snow we’ve got here. I’m almost happy that you’re frolicking in the daffodils. Rosie Beaucoup was kind enough to share your crustless quiche recipe with me, and I made some in your honour. You […]
Results from the inaugural Peruser’s Druthers poll are in! Sounds like y’all wanna hear about my almost-relationship with Gérard Depardieu, and I’ve gotta tell you: 2.0 was pretty relieved. But I won’t be telling you that story today. Nope. Because I’ve got a little situation with my left hand which makes typing un-fun. I’m lurching around the […]
In recent weeks, whenever I mention how incredibly lazy I’ve been as of late, my mother will respond with, “well, of course! After the year you’ve had?” And then she’ll go on to talk about how I went back to school, worked, and did all sorts of other things that I don’t really recall doing. […]
. . . Here’s some more crap I’ve been meaning to tell you about: Summer has finally hit here in Nova Scotia. After about 40 days straight of rain, it’s hot and humid. Naturally, the first hot day in ages prompted the ancient boiler at the dance studio to kick in at full tilt, and […]
. . . I have two worst-case vacation scenarios in life: Disney World and cruise ships. I mention this because I’m on a break from school this week, and people seem disappointed that I haven’t exercised either of those options to relax. If I were taken hostage by a nefarious street gang, either of those […]
Let me preface this anecdote by telling you that my mother, Rosie Beaucoup, adores 2.0. Like, worships at the alter of his awesomeness. And she couldn’t be happier he has come into my her life. But for a time she worshipped at another alter. The alter of David Humphreys. Growing up, I had a close-knit […]
. . . I’ve been meaning to give you a baking school update, but going to school full time whilst still working part time is a combination that makes you feel like crud. I’m up at about 5 am each morning, and then I’m at school for the day (sweating, crying, etc.). In the afternoon, […]
. . . You’ve probably been wondering. Wondering about baking school. Whelp, let me tell you: weeks three and four of baking school kicked my ass, complete with a total breakdown in the kitchen last Thursday. My team fell apart – we crashed and burned. Everything that could go wrong, did. I wanted to crawl […]
. . . Three weeks from today I will start baking school. So, I was pretty excited when I got a call from Murphy Gear this morning to say that my clogs had arrived. My steel-toed, anti-slip, anti-shock, anti-pretty SIKA safety clogs. Quite a transition in footwear from the last time I went to school. In the […]
