Monthly Archives: August 2019

I was wandering through the lingerie department of The Bay when I stepped into the training bra section. It’s hard to believe that a girl who’s a 28 double A needs to bother with anything besides the shirt on her back, but apparently every North American female starts sometime. How on earth does a braContinue reading “Training Day”

I might have saved someone’s life today. I’m not entirely sure, so I’ll lay it all out and let you be the judge. I was paddling my kayak and singing a song I learned a child: My paddle’s keen and bright Flashing with silver Follow the wild goose flight Dip, dip and swing   Dip,Continue reading “My Paddle’s Keen and Bright”