The cobblestones. Yes, they ruined three pairs of my expensive leather Canadian high heels. I trip over stones sticking out of ground pretty much everyday and sometimes more than once a day. There is a particular stone that sticks out on the sidewalk in front of my apartment, which I’ve tripped over many times. But
When I started to receive emails requests to join Facebook, after it was already semi-popularized, I just kept deleting them. I wasn’t too interested and then I finally caved in because it was growing and growing to the point where people were making social references in conversation to the network. So I signed up and
I remember in high school when I would walk in silence with my classmates to the gymnasium. We would take a seat on the benches or on the floor. Everyone sitting in an row and all you heard were the sound of footsteps and a few whispers. Everyone wore a red poppy on their shirt.
So while living in Europe and being all domestic and stuff, I’d have to say there are some definite positive trade offs. There are moments when I must enjoy being in Europe to the fullest. First of all there is the convenience of traveling. It takes about three hours to drive to Paris and about
This week leading up to Halloween in the lunchroom, my colleague asked: so what are you doing for Halloween (with the undertone: “being a Canadian”)? Halloween is generally a day for kids and for parents of very young children to reap the benefits because lets face it, the cuter the kid is, the more candy
