At my dad’s funeral in 2004, one detail has always stuck out for me; how many people came up to me afterward to tell me what a nice service it was. In the absence of familiarity, strangers found themselves obligated to fill the silence with generic words of solace. Better than saying nothing, some would . . . → Read More: On Being Amazing
Recently, two of our dear friends decided to make the leap from their mostly monogamous marriage into open relationship territory. Theirs is a love most evident, and I’ve always considered them to be very strong as a couple, but making the switch to non-monogamy can be a tough hill to climb. When she sent me . . . → Read More: Guest Post: Embracing My Inner Goose
The other night while Steph was having a bath, I went in to hang out with him. I ended up confessing, while squished on the floor between the toilet and the wall, that I was feeling – to steal Sophia’s word – “ways” about his relationship with the new woman he is seeing.
I wasn’t . . . → Read More: Feelings and Fence Posts
It’s a tricky subject to address, the idea of male vulnerability; can I write about it in a fair and balanced way? Will I come across like a douche, no matter what I write? Who am I to write about this topic anyway, and why do I even want to?
I want to because some . . . → Read More: Big Men Don’t Cry
When I tell most people about my relationship with James, they’re confused. How is it possible that I’ve been dating someone for almost four months and I’ve only seen him naked – or almost naked – once? (twice now, since last night!)
It’s not my normal M.O. to wait this long. Not that I jump . . . → Read More: The Massive James Update or “Cockward” for Short
I’ve always enjoyed the Toronto Pride parade for its fanfare, over the top hotness, activism and messages. Every year that I’ve gone has been a blast, filled with stop ins at hotel washrooms and bars (no line ups!), impromptu spin the bottle at Church and Wellesley, and more ogling of the human body than my . . . → Read More: I’m Marching in the Parade!
When I first started this blog I never wanted to be a poster child for non-monogamy. Sure, I’ve enjoyed what limited “fame” I’ve achieved (if you can call it that), but I don’t aspire to be the go to person when the media needs someone to talk to. That being said, I’m always happy to . . . → Read More: I Ain’t No Poster Child
A simple Facebook status conversation has inspired me to write this post because my brain is now buzzing with thoughts on how the media talks about fat people.
It was innocent enough. An article in the Toronto Star – known obviously as being the mortal media enemy of Toronto mayor Rob Ford – talking about . . . → Read More: On Rob Ford and Fat Shaming. An Easy Joke or a Symptom of Something More?
“I don’t care which way you swing, Samantha, as long as you’re honest.”
I will always remember my mum telling me those words in our kitchen when I was about 15. I don’t think we were talking about anything serious at the time but for some reason I held onto that knowledge – that my . . . → Read More: I’m Here. I’m … ?
No really, can I? Well, it turns out I totally do. And not just on the amazingly dreamy Alex O’Loughlin from Hawaii 5.0, although he is still in the running for top daydream fodder spot in my brain by the way.
Um, hi … have you seen this man?? Nom nom . . . → Read More: I Can Haz Crush?