I’m a freelancer. Not only there’s no guarantee I’ll get assignments, but there’s always a small risk I won’t be paid. Illegal, sure, but who’s looking forward to a legal battle?
Blogging seems to be so yesterday. In this day and age, you argue on Twitter, show your flawless lifestyle on Instagram and spread the word on Facebook.
My friend’s kid is going as a giraffe. Mark is “Georgie”, the first kid murdered by Pennywise the clown in “It”. Clearly, I failed at parenting.
Please, tell me I’m not the only one!
I made many mistakes over the years, especially when I first came to Canada. Maybe these “lessons learn” can help you?
Some years, fall can be like a long French movie where you can almost see each leaf changing colour while having an identity crisis and wondering about the meaning of life.
Today, Canada has become the second country in the world where recreational marijuana is legal on a national level.
I have dreams, projects, ideas, the whole shebang. But when? When do I get to tackle them?
Happy birthday, Mark. You’ve been looking forward to being 6 for almost a year now. No, we can’t pretend you’re ten. Sorry.
Who are those people who look back at their school years with nostalgia?
The couple, a man and a woman, were sidewalk experts. That alone was noteworthy. But then, something strange happened.
Adult life can be stressful at times and the option that many people take is…
Turned out we weren’t hit by two tornadoes but six.
I reached over to grab my phone, plugged to the charger because surely, the power must have been restored at one point during the night.
There are events you know you will recall vividly years later—what you were doing, where you were, how you dealt with the situation.
At 7:01 p.m., the line went dead and I started swearing in both official languages.
You’re leaving your family and your friends behind to start a new life in a…
Maybe it’s not too late to pick up another harmless activity—knitting? Rock climbing? Blogg—oh, never mind.
Canada is home to some of the world’s most eye-catching sights, both natural and manmade,…
As a travel addict, you’re always thinking of your next trip. These thoughts are always…
I check the lunch box to see if Mark enjoyed his “nutrition break”—no kidding, that’s how the school calls it (classes are “instructional blocks”). There are a couple of flyers inside.
Since I have room in my bag after gifting what I bring from Canada—typically clothes, sweets, maple syrup and a few North American goodies—I do a bit of shopping in France.
I feel pleasantly numb and it makes me smile. My evil plan worked—a four-hour night’s sleep to disconnect from reality. Take that, stupid brain!