We grew up in a classic 50’s style household. Dad was the breadwinner, Mom was the stay-at-home wife. In those days, traditional roles were a helluva lot easier to decipher than…
It’s been 33 years since my last confession. In high school, I was suspended three days for skipping Algebra. I’d bang away at quadratic equations, but graphing is where I…
This week the Sisterhood celebrates Motherhood. In honour of Mother’s Day, we’ve joined forces with our adorable Mom and Lori’s lovely daughter Abby, who share their opinions of life as…
Sorry, I can’t hear you over the volume of my hair. The 80’s were a totally bitchin’ era of excess. We survived frosted lipstick, spiral perms, and fanny packs. Coming…
If your tribe is like ours, spontaneous dance parties break out as the buzz sets in. Our wine wenches count on Val’s mixtapes to keep the party rockin'. We believe…
On March 2, 2015 [two years ago today] Dad departed this life for the eternal country club in the sky. We trust it’s divine, because members move heaven and earth…
I’m used to my guy's eyes glazing over by my long-winded rambling. I like sharing soap opera details, he prefers the highlight reel. If he’s glued to the TV and…
Sometimes I swear like a MF trucker. No surprise there, but I’m caught off-guard when it’s directed at me. I call myself an idiot when I’m absent-minded. I’m a cow…