Today, I’m posting a letter from one of my online male friends. My husband calls them my American-men-with-weird-names. There’s Clay, Chase, and Knox. And there’s Mihael. Mihael (or Michael as I call him – the invisible “c” is not silent in Canada) is likely the person I’ve been connected with the longest on Twitter. We […]
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Pizza, Wine, and Fine Motor Skills
Instead of spending the evening of my 40th birthday wining and dining at a lovely restaurant in Banff (which was the plan until the temperature crashed and a foot of snow fell), we spend it in a suburban Boston Pizza. After all, any restaurant that is less than five minutes from our house and gives […]