The Minimalist in Training
Last April, as I stuffed my clothes back into a cardboard moving box for the fourth time in three years, I had something of a revelation. I hadn’t worn most […]
Category Archives: The Gort
Number 305
Earlier this evening I hopped in my teal Volvo and headed south. With Google Maps directions vaguely committed to memory, I steered the car across Glenmore Trail, and onto Lakeview […]
A matter of interpretation
Each of our delightful boys has what I (the person who spends a lot of time with them) would call a strong personality. It has little to do with textbook […]
The Perks
With the three year old potty-trained and accessorizing his speech with ‘seriously’ and ‘would you mind’, there’s no denying that we’re out of the baby phase, chez nous. No longer […]
The Retakes
As school children (and their parents) the world over know, the start of school coincides with that other rite of passage: the school picture; visual proof of a slightly artificial […]
The Sample
I received a sample of Tide Pods ‘spring meadow’ scent in the mail. Mildly intrigued by its dishwasher tablet-esque looks, I abandoned all interest when I saw the words ‘spring […]
The Parents
When the Gort started Grade 3 a few weeks ago we officially (inadvertently) hopped on the after-school homework train. It’s mostly been a few spelling words but Monday night brought […]
Hawkeyes
I’ve been putting in all sorts of ‘overtime’, trying to finish the library’s due-within-one-week copy of Parenthood: Season 2. Seven days and five DVD’s have resulted in some very late […]
