The one where I tell you to kindly shut up

When you think you are casually bringing up the idea of “summer vacation” to a teacher, the reality is you are inadvertently being a douche. Because teachers and summer vacation don’t exist in the way you think they do. Non-teachers assume that teachers work from 9-3pm, get paid fairly and spend large parts of their day doing crafts. We wear witch earrings on Halloween, celebrate Christmas with carols and go on field trips to fun locales. We are rewarded for our pursuits with two months of pure rest and relaxation, where we will jet set the world with our easily …READ MORE

On Why Mom Bloggers Make Me Bitter

Let’s just start out by saying this. I’m not 100% percent bitter, only about 83%. And not at all moms. Just 31% of them. But a title called “Why I’m 83% Bitter at 31% of Moms” gave my math phobic self severe heart palpitations.

One of my favourite bloggers once said “everyone has something”, a statement referring to the idea that each person is going through their own battle- a notion that has really hit home with me in the last few months. Bloggers with children are no exception. I read a lot of blogs of women in their 30′s and …READ MORE

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Meet the Internet

I know people who don’t understand blogging. Some of them, happen to be my favourite people in the world. Sure, they get the idea of sharing your thoughts, but many of my dearest and closest friends struggle to understand what a blogging community is and why it’s something I adore. I mention blogging or 20sb in casual conversations and I can see them trying to fully grasp the importance of this world to me but I know the connection hasn’t been made.

To be fair, I’ve never been really good at explaining why I do adore the community and the …READ MORE

Knee-deep In Self Reflection

I was 19 and working for a water treatment center one summer to earn extra money. I was hired by a friend of my parents and told that the work would be extremely easy. My job description fell under the vague category of “safety coordinator”. I was told to show up at the water treatment center at 6 am and to bring a lunch. I was hesitant about going, the only safety measures I knew were medical procedures I learned watching E.R- and I doubted anyone would need me to (or even let me) perform a tracheotomy with a bic …READ MORE

Rules To Live By

(picture by me)

1. Flowers will never fix everything, but they sure as hell can’t hurt. (Unless they are my favourite flower- peonies and then let’s face it, they can fix everything).

2. When you are wrong, admit it. When you are sorry, say it. When you are in love, declare it.

3.  Sometimes it just won’t go your way. And in those moments, it’s perfectly acceptable to stay in your pajamas, eat a lot of string cheese and watch Regis and Kelly (and secretly hate Kelly for being utterly perfect so early in the morning. Her arms! …READ MORE

After 4 years, 2 mental breakdowns and endless posts complaining about it….

I have a job.

An honest to goodness teaching job.

This year.

In a school.

Where I will go to the same classroom everyday and teach grade four students about reading and writing and how to not write run on sentences like this one.

I have a job.

(Also? If you want to make a difference and gain huge karma points- go here and see how you can help!)

Thank you so much for your kind words and emails everyone!

Help Needed

I need your help.

So, as some of you may know, I have a pretty weak stomach. I’m grossed out rather easily and this tends to delight some people in my life. In a moment of insanity I agreed to play a game affectionately called GROSS OUT tonight, with a boy who loves nothing more than to ask ‘would you rather’ questions that involve human sweat, period blood and mucous plugs (LiLu, that last one was inspired by you).

Take a minute and collect yourself.

Because he’s a boy, he has already assured me he’s going to win and is …READ MORE

The $100 Milllion Dollar Question

So a friend and I were discussing sports and he casually mentioned that some football player signed a $100 million dollar contract.

And then my head exploded.

After the grey matter was wiped off the wall, I proceeded to rant, rave and foam at the mouth like a girl with a wild case of rabies at the ridiculousness of ANYONE getting paid $100 million dollars to do ANYTHING.

Of course, my friend disagreed. He explained that football players have unique skills, they have a job that doesn’t allow them to play for many years (those pesky head injuries), they must …READ MORE

Fact #4627

Today is just going to be one of those days.