A humorous way of looking at toddlers, dogs who think they're toddlers, peri-menopause and gracefully aging parents through the eyes of a 40-something hip mother of one!
I'm a 40-something single, stay-at-home mom to a 3 year old girl, and a 9 year old four-legged girl.
The latter believes that she is the older sister.
I recently had an epiphany of being a stay-at-home-Daycare provider.
This was largely due to the fact that I recently lost my job after 9 years.
There is a small part of my brain that is still holding on to the fact that I want to be Canada’s OPRAH when I grow up.
I’m neither African American nor have a journalist background.
I am a propeller head with a major in creative energy.
My college professors swore that there would be a need for someone like me in that industry.
Apparently that wasn’t the entire truth.
But that’s okay. My creativity is about to be unleashed on an audience of midgets.
I love gardening but I’m not that good at it.
I love dogs. I’m not so sure about cats. I’ll still be your friend if you like cats, but I think your pet is schizophrenic. My pet, on the other hand, is bi-polar.
I can cry over anything especially my daughter’s wide-toothed grin.
I can be silly, sassy, and snappy.
If you want to tag along for the ride, climb aboard, everyone’s welcome!
That is the real deal!
