“You've got to know when to hold 'em Know when to fold 'em Know when to walk away Know when to run” The Gambler – Kenny Rogers It's about 5:30p.m., one of those rare days that I actually get to leave work while it’s still daylight. I grab my phone to share the good news...
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The Fight
It was our biggest fight ever, well not our biggest, but certainly the biggest fight of our marriage. I was livid, and super charged with frustration. And I was saying a lot. I’m sure our neighbours heard us screaming at each other, and if they didn’t, they sure as hell heard the door when I...
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Love, Karma and Tabanca…
Trinidad carnival is over, hubby is back home and things are back to normal, right? Ha! First off, I reluctantly handed over the keys to hubby’s Audi (read: they were pried from my deathlike grip). Suffice to say, all attempts to convince him that real men wore pink and he would look like a BOSS...
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The family that runs together…
For most people, running a 5K race actually means running, or at least attempting to run, not walking, not strolling like you’re going for a romantic walk under the stars, not stopping to chit-chat with friends, or worst yet stopping to pose and upload Facebook and Instagram photos. Well, I did start by saying “most...
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Stealing a Valentine!
Valentine’s Day is usually the day of love, but I thought I'd blog about something much different today. Well, in a way it is about love... in an odd, obsessive – dare I say – a different kind of way. So, yesterday my colleagues told me of a website dedicated to shaming home wreckers. This...
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Carnival fever… here we go again!
“Lecia, you see mi gym gloves?” “Lecia, please rearrange my gym drawers. Put the tops and bottoms separate.” Why does this sound so familiar? Why, yes, it’s Bucka getting gym ready. For most people, January is a time of new beginnings. The New Year brings new epiphanies, like the need to lose weight or the...
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I think my husband should get a divorce
I think (scratch that), I know my husband is cheating on me with not one, but two mistresses. And these are no ordinary mistresses. Oh no! They are entertaining, funny, witty, constant companions and ever the socialites. What's the worst part? He has defiled our marriage by taking them to bed with us! I have...
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How KFC saved Christmas Day!
Christmas is behind us and it’s on to 2014. Adieu 2013! All you snoopy readers have been asking, what of my Christmas feast? Well, my goodly sister-in-law stepped in and volunteered to save the day. I suspect she thought I may have truly poisoned her brother. But whatever the reason, the preparation of a Christmas...
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The Grinch who stole Christmas
I am not a fan of Christmas (if ever there was an understatement), so that's means I'm not big on Christmas gifts, I don't do Christmas decorations, I absolutely detest Christmas carols (well, except for that one Mariah Carey album), and it irks me (read: drives me nuts) that all the radio and television stations smother...
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Whatever the mind conceives…
You finished the saying in your head, didn’t you? I know, it has been so overused, we often say it without understanding the powerful message behind the words: whatever the mind can conceive and believe it can achieve. Two years ago, round about this time, I sat at home flipping through the graduation programme for...
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