romance
matchmaker, matchmaker
Several years ago, 2.0 presented me with a golf club and claimed it was an anniversary gift. It was not. (I don’t golf.) My sister, Haddy, was visiting at the time, and told him it was the most thoughtful anniversary gift she’d ever seen. It was not. (She just likes to side with 2.0.) So,…
Read Morepanty patrol: a seasonal tale
Amanda had been dating a police officer, Kevin, for about six weeks when they decided there was nothing more important in their lives than ensuring that I meet Mike. “You have so much in common,” Amanda said. “Let me guess,” I groaned. “He has two eyes, I have two eyes. He’s single, I’m single.” “He’s…
Read Morean almost love story
The curtain rises in Toronto during the late 1990‘s. It was a strange and wonderful time. Scientists were cloning sheep and plaid flannel was a socially accepted fashion norm. Microsoft was king and Jennifer Aniston’s hair was its queen. Downtown Toronto was my home. Each fall, Toronto hosts The Toronto Film Festival (TIFF). If you’re…
Read Moresmotherly love: a seasonal tale
Let me preface this anecdote by telling you that my mother, Rosie Beaucoup, adores 2.0. As in: worships at the altar of his awesomeness. So Rosie couldn’t be happier that 2.0 has come into my her life, but for a time she worshipped at another altar: the Altar of David Humphreys. Growing up, I had…
Read Morehigh-speed liaison
Many years ago, long before 2.0 came into my life, I lived in a large apartment building overlooking the Halifax Common. I shared the building with a man I called That Hot Guy In The Wheelchair Who Lives Just Up The Hall. But because that’s a long name, we’ll just call him Brett. I saw Brett frequently, but…
Read Morelove letter, september 1, 1989
I was about to start my final year of high school. An envelope arrived by post. The return address indicated that its contents had been written by a fellow scholar. This soulful young man used to telephone every girl I knew on a regular basis. In those days, young romantics had to deal with busy signals and the anxieties associated…
Read Moreoatmeal coconut chocolate chip cookies
Ah, spring. A season of renewal and hope. And for some of you, dating. It would seem that winter makes us forget how wretched the courting process is. We get distracted by cold temperatures and tiny daggers falling from the sky. We begin to believe that next winter would be better spent with someone to snuggle.…
Read Moresugar cookies and a sort of love letter
Dear 2.0, I love you. I love you right hard like. I love you in a way that squeezes you tight and refuses to let go. Even if you squirm a lot. And you might, on occasion, wonder how you landed this here piece of awesome. But guess what? You’re kind of awesome too. For…
Read Morewhite chocolate cherry scones
Lately, 2.0 and I hardly get to see one another. We are like ships passing in the night. We are both wrapped up in our jobs and drudgery of the day to day. He leaves early in the morning for work, and I arrive home when he’s ready for bed. He works weekdays, and I…
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