When I was 6 years old, a family moved in down the street from us.  They were a family of five: a newly single mother of four children: three girls and one boy.  The two youngest daughters were close to my age, one was a year younger, and the other was two years older.  Our […]

My husband is from Nova Scotia, I am from Toronto.  He was raised by a single mother and is the youngest of five.  As any single mom would know, raising and feeding five children is no easy task on any budget, never mind a modest one. The first few years I knew my mother-in-law before […]

English muffins were a staple at my house growing up.  My mom often left a breakfast sandwich for me on the counter when I was growing up.  Meaning I’d come upstairs and there, on a toasted English muffin, would be a fried egg, slice of cheese, and either a slice of bacon or ham if […]

Pre-children, my husband and I lived in New Brunswick for a year, most of 1999.  It was such a short blip of time that sometimes I almost forget that it happened.  My husband is originally from Nova Scotia.  He moved to Toronto in his late teens and lived with his sister and new husband before […]

When we were newly married and living in an apartment complex in Toronto, we had two couples that we were friends with, also newly married, also living in these apartments.  We enjoyed hanging out with each other after our jobs and our volunteer work, and not having to go far to do it.  Especially on […]