Teaching almost broke me. Really. There was a point, right after my final lecture, where I could finally say to myself: you did it; you got through it. But then…
I’m going to get a t-shirt made. I wife and complain. It’s more accurate. After almost twenty years of marriage, wife as a noun is simply a romantic idea. Let’s…
Picture this: The wife’s on one of those game shows. Monty Hall has just revealed the mystery behind door number one …. A New Car!!!! The camera zooms in for…
“My colleague thinks your blog is boring” This didn’t surprise me. Not really. The Gearhead had just returned from a business trip that, to my mind, was far too short.…
Ah Montreal. Likely the only city that could seduce me to enjoy watching auto racing. It surprised me how I enjoyed watching the cars move around the circuit. It intrigued…
Once in a while, over the last seventeen years or so, the Gearhead asks me to go somewhere with him. Kind of like a date. It makes me feel that…
I have struggled these last few weeks to write this post. Not because pizza dough is scary. Nothing like that. More because I’m intimidated by writing this opening paragraph. I…
I arrived at work Monday to a sea of green. Most people were wearing green, sweaters or pants or dresses, with some sort of shamrock detailing. And there I was,…
Food by the Gearhead's Wife 