So, I’ve started taking a Zumba class. I believe I was tricked into it. “You like dancing!” Me: “Yes, but at weddings…in the dark…or on a cruise ship…where no one will see me again.” "Well, you’ll love Zumba! Zumba is like dancing. But it’s an exercise class.” Gah. Exercise. Don’t get me wrong. I think [...]
I love to sail. It started when I was 12 and went sailing with my counsellor at camp. I was hooked. I loved the wind, the waves, the complexity of the rigging, the sparkling water from a summer sun shimmering on foaming white caps. Since then, I have spent a lot of time sailing on [...]
I thought the lesson was going smoothly. I was sharing my brilliant insights on how to best incorporate specific writing traits into a personal narrative, and the students were keenly taking notes, nodding their heads and absorbing my self-perceived wisdom. Suddenly, from the center of the classroom, a loud voice yelled out, “BORING! BORING! BORING!” [...]
I love soccer. It’s by far my favourite sport. I've participated in it for the better part of my life, and I truly consider it one of the pure joys of my childhood—playing club and school soccer. I distinctly remember the year that the Bowmanville (my home town) Rangers took home the regional cup in [...]
I'm not too keen on flying. I wouldn't say I'm terrified, but even if it's a very smooth flight, I'm at least uncomfortable with being nine kilometers above the surface of the earth. It's not actually a fear of flying; it's more a fear of crashing. To deal with this fear, I have a little [...]
Being that this is my second year with a high schooler, a middle schooler and an elementary schooler, my assumption was that adding a Kindergartener would be a breeze. They only go to school twice a week, how hard can that be?! I mean, he doesn't have early morning band practices, no after school sports [...]
Given the name of this blog, Laugh Out Loud, you might think the title of this post refers to the ache you get in your belly from a really good laugh. Alas, that is not the case, though I do know that feeling. It’s a very good feeling. I am thinking more along the lines [...]
My first tennis racquet was one my mom picked up at a discount store in Bellingham when I was nine years old. It had a metal frame and it weighed a tonne. The thing was indestructible. In other words it was perfect for my use as a somewhat careless middle school-aged boy. In fact, forty [...]
This is the time of year when I wear a lot of different hats. The other day I was trying to wrap my head around all of them—grade 8 math and science teacher, Rice Raiser organizer, Sunday School coordinator, daughter, sister, wife, and mom, to name a few. Plus (for a few more weeks, at [...]
“I can’t imagine what it’s like getting 3 girls out the door on time every morning!” The sympathetic bus driver had just pulled off the road (ok, after I frantically blinked my lights and swerved a few times) and kindly shouted this out the window. We were late, again. What was it this time? “Oh, [...]
