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First Day of School for Parents of Intelligent Boys


You will cry, and they might cry,  but everyone will be fine.

Trust me, I know this.

He will be curious. His first report card will subtly let you know that he talks… A LOT.

He will be bored – because you taught him his ABC’s, and how to write and colour and explore. For this you will be rewarded with years of him finishing his work early and wiggling around in class, likely getting into things, and making you worry he’s going to end up in jail.

He won’t.

Your boy will comfort others who are struggling, and get away with all of the activity he can.

And all of this because you loved him like crazy before our world was ready to tame him.

Stay strong mom and dad. He will be just fine, and so will you.

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Waving Good-Bye to Summer & How to Like What Comes Next

Every summer has it’s own story…

It’s hard to believe, that today is the last ‘official’ day of summer, what with being in the middle of another heat alert.

It’s a bittersweet season of not wanting the long, sunny days to end and looking forward to the delights of autumn.

I must make a confession, although I’m loathe to see another summer pass by, I have to confess that I love the fall.

Growing up a wild-haired blonde-beach-bum, summer was a season of freedom and self-discovery. Fall was the beginning of nesting, wrapping up our sun-soaked bodies and snuggling in for the winter.

Each year as summer draws to a close, I reminisce about what the summer brought; new love, broken hearts, shenanigans and road-trips. I also look forward to all the pleasures of autumn;

…clear, crisp air, and the beauty of watching green turn to shades of gold, rust and deep ruby reds…


…a fireplace on a wet November day…


…weather cold enough to have an excuse to stay inside and write…


…baking all kinds of yummy Thanksgiving treats…

autumn food

…sumptuous, comfort food shared with friends…

thanksgiving al fresco

…pumpkin spice lattes of course…

Pumpkin spice latte recipe

…rainy November days perfect for sleeping in, reading or movie-watching…

catwindowI hope that you’ve had a delightful summer, that your skin is smiling from the sun, and your wanderlust is somewhat sated.

Here’s to autumn my darlings, and all of the comforting beauty that it brings.

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How Will You Spend the Last Week of Summer?

“The end-of-summer winds make people restless.” ~Sebastian Faulks~
The 31st day of August, and all is well.


The end of August, although not the official end of summer, is the end of summer-as-we-know-it.

Yesterday at the grocery store, I found myself sniffing pumpkin-spice scented candles and wondering at the orange, red and brown accessories that accompany back to school granola bar and juice box on-sale-specials. As I wandered the aisles, the reality that another summer was waving good-bye with her candy-apple red manicure, sunk in.

Did you manage to do everything that you wanted to do this summer? Did you go skinny-dipping under the stars with your sweetie? Did you plant your garden? Did you stay up too late drinking wine and talking the deep, soul quenching talks with your true-love?

Once again I have a summer-to-do list that is still unfulfilled. I did manage to do a few things though, and I still have a few days left. A concert, a day at the CNE and goodness-knows-what will be crammed in there. I hope to make every moment of this last week of summer count. I hope that you do the same.

During the past two weeks, I’ve silently mourned the dwindling hours of daylight. Yesterday, in the humid afternoon air of late August, I made a pathetic attempt to reorganize our shed, but made just enough progress to untangle lights and recycle a couple of empty boxes.

I hung twinkle lights on the patio, and dreamed of our annual fall Friends-Thanksgiving-Gathering. I imagined the pumpkins and corn stalks and decorations that would take the place of my petunias and geraniums.

summersunflowerAt dusk, under the twinkle lights with my cup of tea, I let my mind wander to the blessings in my life. For even though this summer has been the first time in my life that I have really come to know sadness, I have so much for which to be grateful.

The sunshine of summer is transforming to the warm colours of fall. Seasons change and turn with no regard for how much we feel we have accomplished, how satisfying our relationships are, or our ability to appreciate the swift, unforgiving nature of time.

We have one week left darlings; Wishing you a week of summer that is full of the light-hearted delights that only summer can offer.

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Consumer Coffee Cats Cash in on Fall

“Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.”~John Donne~

Long, long ago and far, far away, it was the heady scent  of decaying leaves crunching underfoot that was the first subtle messenger that let us know Lady Autumn was on her way.

Today, it was the Starbucks tweet that heralded a change from summer to fall. Today was the first day  pumpkin spice lattes became available  in 2012. Lady Autumn has had her people call our people to  arrange her debut at your local Starbucks.

Besides the promise of yummy pumpkin spice lattes, I had to send my giant, nearly 6′ tall teenager off to school for the first day.  Which also means that it’s my last day off before humping the fall run of work days leading up to my Christmas holidays. The french Canadian part of me thought, “Le sigh.”

Besides cooking a nice hot meal for my son tonight, and the traditional first-day-of-school-triple-chocolate-chip-cookies, I had the rest of the day to myself ( a total of 2 whole hours before I pick him up). What is a mother to do with all of that spare time, besides vacuum, post the mail, empty the dishwasher, feed the cat and fold laundry?

Originally I had a spa day planned. You know, a day at BodyBlitz, just me and my wiggly bits. Then I thought about it, and figured I didn’t want to drive all the way into the city. More accurately, I didnt’ want to drive out of the city during what is surely to be one of the busiest traffic days of the year, what with all of us ‘mommies’ rushing to pick our babies up.

Then I thought I would just settle for a haircut and a mani-pedi. Nah. Forget the haircut, I’m trying to grow my hair long so it’s not perpetually in my face when I run or bend over.  A manicure would never last given the work I have to do in the kitchen today, so I might as well just skip that too. Oh, and the pedicure.

Well ladies, I have a confession to make. Currently I’m sporting a paper-mache toenail in an effort to make it to sock season. That deserves a blog in itself, and maybe if you beg, I’ll write that one so you have something to laugh about.

Anyway, I decided that I’d just settle for heading to the Starbucks drive-thru to pick up my first non-fat-decaf-pumpkin-spice-latte-please, and  then having my eyebrows waxed.

I also decided to splurge on a new herbal tea my friend told me about. I planned on coming  home to drink said tea while reading an extended September horoscope (while the cookies bake) that I will forget as soon as I’m finished reading it. I direct you to Susan Miller’s Astrology Zone for thorough, monthly  astrological readings. 

Since I forgot to ask for the ‘decaf’ part of my coffee, I’ve zipped through my mommy-chores, and am now pounding out this blog. Caffeine is my bitch.

Ah-hem….back to nostalgic reminiscing about the changing seasons….

Yesterday I mourned the end of another summer. It was a wonderful few months. The sunshine was soothing, the exercise on the river was refreshing, and watching my son play baseball almost every night of the week made me happy. 

Fall. Autumn. The end of hot days, lazy afternoons by the pool falling asleep listening to the dulcet tones of my favourite singers (Willie, Leonard, Blake,Adam and a bit of Bob).

I was so busy holding onto summer that I forgot how much I miss fall, not the least of which is enjoying a Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte (non-fat, of course). As I drove home this morning, a few eyebrow hairs less, I remembered how much I love broody autumn afternoons.

You know, the kind where the sky hangs low and grey. It rains just enough to make you stay inside bundled up in warm fuzzies, and cuddling just a little closer to the ones you love.

The kind of days good for cooking slow roasts, hearty soups, and sipping weighty cabernets. The kind of nights when I’m happy to have my hunky piece of man-steak cuddled up to me in front of the fire-place (usually he’s sizzling because the fireplace gets way too hot – it’s my sneaky way to get him down to his undies).

 Even though today it’s advertising, not the scent of piles of smouldering leaves which rings in the season of autumn, it’s still a beautiful time of year with loads of magical promise.  So, although  technically we have a few weeks before the autumn equinox, I can smile as I wave a good-bye to summer, and all of the fun I had.

After all, it’s time to welcome fall, and get cozy.