As much as we've been celebrating around here over the past few weeks, my little ones have been working through some pretty big changes in their little lives. While my daughter watched some of her best friends graduate from senior kindergarten and out of her little school, my son spent his last few days in... Continue Reading →
What, If Anything, Would Compel you NOT to Eat Processed Food for One Week
I read a quote the other day by Edward Stanley that said: "Those who do not find time for exercise will have to find time for illness." And over the course of the last week, I've watched a new documentary on Netflix Sugar Coated. When exactly did the consumption of processed food, almost to the complete exclusion of... Continue Reading →
What the Doctors Don’t Tell You About Surviving a Tumour
It’s been two weeks since I got my 5-year all-clear from my Neurosurgeon. I surprised myself by not making more of a big deal out of the occasion - in years past after my annual MRI’s have come back clean, I’ve bought myself ridiculous shoes, a bottle of champange, or something out of the ordinary... Continue Reading →
Have we Forgotten How to Cook (And in the Process Have we Forgotten What Real Food Tastes Like?)
I have always loved cooking and as such, have involved the kids in cooking since they were old enough to stand on a chair and hold a spoon. Both kids enjoy looking at cookbooks and picking out recipes to make - my son is known for bringing home cookbooks from his school library instead of... Continue Reading →
Finding Joy in My Garden
I've always loved spending time in the garden. My mom kept a gorgeous garden at the house I grew up in, and over the years I have had the pleasure of attending lots of garden talks with her. I was so excited when the Husband and I bought our house - I couldn't wait to... Continue Reading →
5 Years and . . . I’m Tumour Free
I got the official word late on Wednesday night after spending a good chunk of the day down at Toronto Western. I can't begin to tell you the flood of emotion that washed over me when I saw the email come through from my neurosurgeon that started with the words "Good news". As there has... Continue Reading →
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