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Articles by Tia Everitt
Tia can be found lurking in the heart of deepest, darkest suburban Vancouver. She is a consummate child herder, husband wrangler, caffeine junkie, mouth-frothing political enthusiast and foodie. She remains in total denial about turning 32.
Despite my fundamental opposition to food in unnaturally vibrant colours and/or designed to appeal to children, I felt compelled to make something festive for St. Patty’s Day desert. St. Patrick (Patron Saint of Food Colouring) …
I nearly died this morning.
32 years of life flashed before my eyes in a fleeting second.
I was half asleep and hadn’t yet managed to scrape up a cup of coffee. My contact lenses weren’t in, …
Every so often, I meander through the plethora of kooky parenting message boards that seem to dominate the interwebz. My reasons for poking around in places I don’t really belong are usually nefarious, and mainly …
When I was a child, I was a judgemental and snotty little punk.
At some point in time, I had incubated and hatched the notion that kids with glasses were either:
a)mentally handicapped
b) unloved, unwanted, socially inept …
People often ask me if I’m planning on having any more kids, or if I’m going to attempt the clichéd ”try for a boy” because I have two daughters.
The answer? No.
Finis! Kaput! Done!
Not only do I …
On the odd occasion when I want to go out of my way to please my husband in a culinary manner (whether for purposes of evil or for good) I trot out a massive kettle …
Somewhere, out there (beneath the pale moonlight) exists a magical spell book of pure evil, which is bestowed upon newly hired school photographers. I suspect that this is bequeathed to them in a secret “Skull …
From time to time, I run across someone on the internet that tickles my funny-bone in a way that makes me want to throw myself at them and beg “Please! Please be my friend!” Sally …
“Skiing combines outdoor fun with knocking down trees with your face.” – Dave Barry
Every autumn, just before Hallowe’en, I become possessed. An other-worldly sensation overcomes me, and I sniff at the air like a …
In the 80’s, I went to Catholic School.
It was a small, rural Catholic school, with scratchy and indestructible uniforms. It is entirely likely that my navy blue tunic from 1986 would not only be intact …
