How to be a Psychic Mom

If your home is like mine, with a little one who suddenly became a bundle of activity, it happens all day long.  You glance up, and your babe is playing quietly with her stuffed animals.  A few seconds later she’s nowhere to be seen.  Or, you watch your little guy flipping through board books, only to suddenly hear water spilling around the corner.  Water?  What water?  Where did he go? Forget eyes in the back of our...

Roses are red…or are they?

Certainly not in my house!  Red roses are lovely, romantic and definitely make an impression.  They’re gorgeous and they know it! But any time my home needs to be brightened up with the beauty of roses, ten times over it will be orange roses glowing on my table.  And yes, I said “need”.  I don’t need roses for Valentine’s day, but that random Friday last month?  Absolutely.  When we are...

Baby, it’s cold outside

February. Saskatchewan. It’s enough to strike fear in the heart of anyone who didn’t grow up with the kind of cold the prairies can throw at you this time of year.  Every spring we shake free of winter’s grasp, watch the green return to our gardens and forget just how cold and unforgiving it can be here.  Spring, summer, fall pass and suddenly as the days grow cold and winter looms we remember.  And we feel that same...

Furry and faithful

Last fall our family said goodbye to a very beloved pet. A dog we had gotten as a puppy fifteen years ago finally became too old, too lame, too tired to go on.  For any of you who don’t have pets, you probably will want to skip this post.  If you haven’t shared your home with a pet for an extended time, it will be difficult for me to tell you how much our world revolved around her, and how different the house is without...

A flashback, and some perspective

The following was written last year, something I wrote in a giant vent of frustration and then never posted.  It began as a comment on someone else’s blog post but swiftly became far too long to leave as a comment, so I just wrote it out and tucked it away.  Obviously, it was a point of contention at the time and a struggle I was finally putting to rest.  If you read the article I wrote recently for the Yummy Mummy...

Spend Money and Time Wisely

“Sometimes I have more time than money… sometimes I have more money than time.” This little saying has saved my sanity on more than one occasion.  A busy family schedule with plenty of work, two young kids, and businesses to run doesn’t exactly lend itself to doing everything ourselves, every time.  And while I absolutely believe in DIY and elbow grease, let’s face it.  There are only so many hours in a day! So...