The Guide to Urban Singledom: I'm not an animal hater. We just don't get along...

He offered her the world, she said she had her own.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

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Bags or Baggage?

Here I sit. At gate C24 at the Toronto Airport. When I walked up to the WestJet check in desk, the lady asked how many bags I would like to ...
RULES TO LIVE BY: The Creed of the Sociopathic Obsessive Compulsive

1. If anything can go wrong, Fix it! (To hell with Murphy!) 2. When given a choice – Take Both! 3. Multiple projects lead to multiple s...
When the City Sleeps

When the city sleeps I find time... I hear the silence appearing and I wait for it to settle in. These are the moments when life is cry...
Life Lessons from a Serious Shopper

Like so many other women (and men) out there, I love to shop. That is sort of an understatement. I think that every day that passes withou...
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I remember one day about 10 years ago. I was in high school and it was a special day at school when colleges and universities sent represent...
The U-Turn Queen of the World

I can't help that I often lose my way. I consider myself somewhat of a U-Turn Queen. I have always been this way. I've never made i...
Facing the Firing Squad

Without anything to lose, I faced the firing squad. I faced them with the same fear and valor as Colonel Aureliano. There was no way out, th...
Altered Dreams

So here I am, out with my good friend. We’re sitting on a beautiful patio right in the heart of the city, sipping a refreshing sauvignon bla...
I'm not an animal hater. We just don't get along...
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