Ridiculous Girl

As all Canadians know, our summers are very precious.  Very, VERY precious.  Most of us cherish and value the sun and heat, especially after a long and brutal winter like the one we just had. I think back, only for a brief moment, to one morning when I walked the girls to school in a nasty blizzard in January.  I came back home with my mascara running down my cheeks and my lips imprinted on my scarf.  I looked like Tammy Fay Baker. I quickly shake my head to get rid of that horrific image, and go back to drinking my coffee and staring out at the lake on one beautiful and sunny summer morning.  I have shared with you before my love of our family cottage and my need to go there to "ground" myself.   We spend as much time as we can at the cottage before the ugly cold weather sneaks up on us again.  It is always a lovely getaway.  Well......almost always.  Being at the cottage for a weekend with your 2 kids, mom and sister is a ridiculous adventure all on it's

There are a lot of luxuries that one can enjoy in their lifetime. Getting pampered for the day at a swanky spa, being treated to dinner at a very expensive restaurant, or spending a couple of weeks at an extravagant all-inclusive resort down south.   But even though all of these luxuries are upscale and blissful......there's nothing quite like spending a day on a yacht. My good friend and her husband are the proud owners of one such luxurious water craft.  And luckily for me, I keep getting invited to join them on their lake escapades.  Their "lake-capades".   Clearly they love my cheesy sayings and jokes and that's why they keep inviting me.  Sayings like "lake-capades".  I mean, you really can't blame them. Anyways..... This past weekend, my friend, her husband, my sister Mishi and I went cruisin' on a water adventure.   We ended up at a popular gathering for boat enthusiasts. I have learned through my many visits to my friend&#

You question a lot of things when you're single and dating.  Will I ever trust again? Will I ever get married again?  And are there any good guys left out there? I am still very much in a place where I don't really see myself settling down anytime soon.  My head and heart are still reeling from a very messy separation which I continue to be dragged through, against all wishes.  Add two incredibly active little daughters to the mix, and you don't really have any time to work on healing yourself. But as the clouds in my life are slowly being lifted, I most definitely see a blue sky up ahead full of opportunities and success in my personal life and in my career.  But when it comes to this future "man" in my life.....he is still a huge mystery.  I think I see him.......but he is fuzzy.  Charming, but still fuzzy. The one thing I very often wonder, is how I will meet him?  As many of you know, when it comes to meeting men and flirting, I am incredibly awkwa

At 7pm every night, I start the girls' bedtime routine.  It's all very smooth and relaxing.  We laugh and giggle as the girls skip up the stairs, brush their teeth, jump into the pj's that I have chosen for them, and then climb into bed for story-time.  And with no complaints from either girl for only getting to hear one bedtime story, we say our prayers, and then I give Lola a huge hug and kiss.  Molly then jumps on top of Lola and smothers her sister with love, saying "Dubai Lola!  Dood-night!  I luff you to infinity and beyond!!" and jumps out of bed and runs to her room. I then tuck Molly into her "bid-durl bed", smother her with kisses and hugs, turn on her froggy night-light and leave. I peacefully and happily skip down the stairs to the kitchen, make myself a camomile tea, and read a couple chapters of my book outside on the deck. Now.....if you believed any of that.....then I've got a piece of land to sell you. I will now share

By now, you probably have a good idea of who Ridiculous Girl is. In addition to giving you 60 ridiculous facts about me, I tend to write each and every blog without a filter.  What you see, is what you get.  Sometimes I think I write too much about myself.  And then I laugh.....there's soooo much more!  We haven't even scraped the surface baby ;) But the one thing that I don't think you know about me is how important it is  that I "ground myself" on a regular basis.  Let me explain. Even though I love to dress up, bleach my hair and wear tons of makeup,  I equally love to be at my simplest state.   I find that especially after a late night of partying, I need to get back to this simplest state as soon as possible.  In a way, trying not to lose myself in a materialistic and shallow world. I find that 3 simple steps help me to achieve said "grounding" after a night of debauchery. 1.  I must get enough sleep to over-compensate the hars