Monthly Archives: January 2012
The Ostrich Incident
It’s been more than a year now and people have been asking me what it’s like to be remarried, especially now that I have a total of 5 kids. Perhaps my journal entry is the best way to describe it… … Continue reading
The Monopoly Marathon: The Essence of One’s Financial BluePrint
The Players: Allan – my husband Louis – my 14 year old son Ferne – my 10 year old daughter Brian – my 12 year old stepson Michael – my 14 year old stepson who replaced Brian at 11:30 p.m. … Continue reading
The Plane Letter 2
He kept it in his pack, tucked away securely to read on the plane. It was a precious gift which he was saving for the perfect moment, right after takeoff. It was a plane letter given to him just a … Continue reading
A Master Dethroned
I was the master. Over the past 2 years I held the title for the best all time April Fools’ joke ever. It happened a couple of years back when I told my parents that I was getting married to … Continue reading
The Elevator
Every time we come and go from my parents 15th floor penthouse apartment in Montreal, the song I hear from my kids goes like this “I get to push the button! Called it! Locked it! Threw away the key!” For … Continue reading
The Glass Floor
I had a friend venturing from out of town and I planned to show him the sites of Toronto – the CN Tower was a normal destination. It was an impressive view, the tallest structure in the world. We were … Continue reading
The Bomb Dot Com
To describe my niece, Simone, as very energetic is a wild understatement. She’s the type of teenager who could have your head spinning within only two minutes of interacting with her and have you executing freakish physical feats with body … Continue reading
Waiting for the Train
I arrived at the train station in Philadelphia both thrilled and a little bit exhausted after 2 presentations for Land America, a title company. I was headed to New York for the RIS Media seminar. I had some pieces of … Continue reading
The Bird at the Train Station
My children and I were standing on the platform at the train station waiting for the train to pick us up and take us back to Toronto after a long weekend in Montreal seeing family. Ferne noticed a bird. It … Continue reading
Frame of Mind Coaching 