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Don’t Leave Before Your Bags Are Packed

Don’t Leave Before Your Bags Are Packed

Yesterday I completed one of those tasks that makes me feel like a real, live grown up. I wrote a will, and a living will. On Saturday I put the final signatures on my life insurance policy. Later today, I will draft my wishes for my memorial service and instructions about what to do with my remains. No, I’m not dying. At least no more than any of us are. I think I have a unique perspective on life and death. I mean, I suppose we all do, but mine has been shaped by a lot of exposure to the…

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Noodle Wrangling

Noodle Wrangling
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Links of the Week

Links of the Week

I like to spend my weekend being lazy in my pajamas, and hanging out with the kids. I take breaks from my own activities to hike through our forest, make hot chocolate or try beating our little brainiacs at a board game. I don’t want to spend my time in front of the screen. It’s nice to keep in touch with all of you though, so I thought I’d try something new, inspired by some of the other blogs I love. Each weekend, I’m going to try to share a few links to some of the Internet treasures that have…

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The Day We Made the News

The Day We Made the News

Our family was featured in the Life section of the Globe and Mail today.  Check it out here. I like Leah McLaren’s unbiased interpretation of  our two interviews. I wish she hadn’t referred to me as a stay-at-home-mom. I mean, in some respects that’s true, but I feel like I’m also an entrepreneur and an educator. I would have appreciated a fuller picture. I also don’t love that she lumped us in with the “orgy-obsessed swingers” and “S&M enthusiasts” who she claims are included in the polyamorous group. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all in favor of consenting adults doing what they…

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Waiting for the Thaw

Waiting for the Thaw

I am not one to complain about the weather. It seems futile to choose to live in Canada and then complain about the snow. Frankly, I like the white stuff and the cold, and out here on our 30 acres of paradise the snow has never looked more beautiful. I even appreciate the fact that I’m learning to drive (finally) in this extreme winter weather. However, staring down the barrel of March, with no end in sight of this deep freeze, I’m starting to feel like I wouldn’t mind a bit more mud. If ever there was a winter to…

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