I love my mother a lot
I really do. I look like her side of the family. I inherited many of her traits. No one loves me more. She's always the first one to offer help - no matter how large the task.Even if she throws out the occasional brilliant comment like - "Is it that you don't want a boyfriend?" or "Wouldn't it be great if you moved back home?" - she's still my mommy.Yesterday night we were on the phone.Ma: I was

What does community look like?
I was catching up on a week's worth of blog reading this morning when I read a recent post by the extraordinary Roseanne (whom I’ve never even met in RL, even though she lives just a few blocks from me and we seem to be living parallel lives) over at It's all yoga, baby. In this post, she makes a visual representation of her community - that is, who she knows and how she knows them.Wild at the

Things the cool aunt says
In the car with the Niecelet and Neph last week.Niecelet: Adri, what song is this? I like it.Me: It's Misstress Barbara.Neph: Who?Me: Misstress Barbara, my kittens, is a popular DJ. But not only just any DJ. You see, most DJs are men, so it's pretty extraordinary that she's one of the few women to have made a mark as a DJ.Also she's from the homeland, kiddies. She's *real* Italian. You have two

Things you miss when you work 9 to 5
Now that I’m on my three-day schedule, I’m amazed at all the new discoveries I make every Monday and Friday. Here’s a list of stuff from today:The play of late morning light in my kitchen or early afternoon light in the bedroom.Watching kindergarten children have a leaf fight outside a local school, their educators showing them how to gather and throw the piles.Reading a good novel on the

You know you live in the Plateau when...
...you can't go out of the house without running into someone you know.Back when I lived in NDG/Montreal West, I could run out to the pharmacy wearing dirty sweatpants and my hair pulled back into a sloppy ponytail. The chances of running into someone I knew were slim - and there certainly weren't any attractive/available men wandering the Cote-St-Luc Shopping Centre.I could have worn a potato