The Change Your Name Store is my debut picture book. On May 6th, Wilma Lee Wu will be introduced to the world. I can’t wait. Here’s your chance to know more about The Change Your Name Store. I arranged this post in a Q-and-A format because interviewing myself is more interesting than washing windows, something I […]
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Saturday was Earth Hour. It took me by surprise because I sometimes confuse it with Earth Day, which I know happens in real spring, not fake spring, the season we’re in now. We failed Earth Hour. We turned off our lights from 8-9 PM, when it was supposed to be 8:30-9:30 PM. We rocked Earth […]
Spring Break is one of my favorite holidays of the year, mostly because I’m a teacher. To me, Spring Break is a turning point of the school year, the time when I realize I just might make it to July. Every year, though, my dreams of Spring Break break down. I’ve now come up with […]
Mount Vesuvius sits on my chin. You can bet model Denise Richards, who’s the same age as me, hasn’t had to deal with this scale of acne. Mind you, she’s had to deal with Charlie Sheen, which makes us even. I’d show you an uncensored photo of me and my Zit-pocalypse, but I have standards […]
The creepiest school photos you’ll ever see are not on the popular Awkward Family Photos site. They’re on my fridge. Last week, I came home from work and saw that the school photos of my twins, Vivian and William, had been transformed. . . into this: The fridge magnet/elementary mash-up almost makes you want […]
Yesterday, my husband came home from the flea market and said, “Kids, I bought you half a dog.” Here he is: And by “he,” I mean the dog, not my husband. He (this time I mean my husband) and our nine-year-old twins bandied about names for the mutt. Suggestions included: Hine-y Abdomen, or Abby for […]
They’re good at using brooms to sweep. They’re protective and willing to guard anything, especially the house. They’re able to get out of the hack without taking a sick day. They don’t think skipping is effeminate. They can draw intricately. They rarely hog anything. They often go for a raise and get it. They’re extra […]
I don’t expect much from Valentine’s Day. It’s not a big deal between my husband and me. If you want to hear my issues first hand, check out how I complained about Valentine’s Day on CBC-Radio (Canada’s NPR) last week. On Friday, when I stumbled home from work looking forward to a barbecued steak dinner, […]
Last night, while I was out galavanting with other writers, my husband and daughter were playing an amusing game. When I stumbled into the house, Chris told me what he and Vivian had been up to. The game went like this: Chris named a person Vivian knew. Vivian chose an animal that matched that person’s […]
My funny husband is going post-al on my blog today. Here is his take on my new fitness regime. . . if “refusing to eat a third piece of cake” can be called a regime. Here he is. In the movie Pulp Fiction, Samuel L. Jackson’s psychotic character Jules states that “my girlfriend is a […]