Month: October 2015

A Big Hello from MegaMommy!

Well hey there! Welcome to the blog! ^_^

As you may have guessed, I am the Mother-Unit 2000 in this here family. Wifey to JBot and mum to G-Man and Trex. I couldn’t be happier or more proud of these dorks and I feel grateful everyday to know and love them.

When we were throwing around this blog idea with G-Man he got very excited as we talked about what we might post. JBot had already started working on his Halloween movie project. We had suggested that G-Man write a review of his new Lego Dimensions game. And G-Man was like, “And Mom, you can write about house stuff!”


Just a reminder from the perspective of a kid, no matter how intellectually active and cool you think you might be, if your main job consists primarily of cooking and cleaning you are the one who does “house stuff.” Which is incredibly boring compared to all of the exciting things that a kid gets up to in a day.

As a friend or family member to us, you know that I have been home full-time since G-Man was born. Making housework and child-rearing tolerable, let alone fun, has been my main challenge for almost a decade now.

So yes, I will probably talk about “house stuff.” What I won’t talk about too much after today is what I consider to be the gender politics of the issue. Claiming the mantle of “radical homemaker” is a feminist statement for me, and to be honest, what has brought me happiness over the past nine years. I am also happy that I have so many more of the domestic arts to accomplish in the future!

What I will probably talk about is how being a homemaker is helping us prepare for our big trip. Living in a more affordable community was a big reason for our recent move to the Niagara region. Not only do we now have a yard in which we can grow our own food, but we also have a basement and room for a big chest freezer and bulk item storage. Living in a tiny condo in Toronto just didn’t allow for that level of thriftiness.

Speaking of Niagara, this region is completely new for us. We haven’t lived in this part of Ontario before and we’re excited to explore it! I plan on blogging about the hiking trails that we have found, the local history that I have been learning about, and, of course, the food!

Until then, I leave you with a little message from Carol Channing and the “Free to Be You and Me” album:

Horror Movies for the Disturbed

(This is Part 1 of 5 in a series on horror movies.  If you haven’t already, please read about The Supernatural, Slashers as well as the series introduction.)

Un Chien Andalou (1929)

Un Chien Andalou (1929)

For the first week of Horror Month — I mean, October — I want to look at movies I watched as a kid in what can be considered the most despised of my five broad categories – Disturbed Horror Movies.  This broad category encompasses revenge movies, goreporn, torture porn and other films meant specifically to unsettle the audience through horrific imagery and scenes.

The world is getting better

After having a second conversation with someone about how the world is getting worse and people are getting crazier, I was happy to come across this opinion piece in the New York Times.

It’s a great read and hopefully shows that the future isn’t just doom and gloom.  Check out the stats:

  • The number of extremely poor people (defined as those earning less than $1 or $1.25 a day, depending on who’s counting) rose inexorably until the middle of the 20th century, then roughly stabilized for a few decades. Since the 1990s, the number of poor has plummeted.
  • In 1990, more than 12 million children died before the age of 5; this toll has since dropped by more than half.
  • More kids than ever are becoming educated, especially girls. In the 1980s, only half of girls in developing countries completed elementary school; now, 80 percent do.

Then, of course, I think of Donald Trump and shudder…

Season of Horror

I consider the Halloween season to be one of my favourite times of the year.  Candy? Check. Changing leaves underfoot? Check. Not ridiculously hot? Check. Horror movies? Check, check!

For some reason, I was rather young when I started watching horror movies. Should an eight year old watch an R rated movie where someone’s intestines are being ripped out? Probably not — but I did.  On many occasions.  Perhaps it was my older sister that got me into them, or perhaps it was the walk through the video store’s horror section that did it.  I mean, how can a kid not be tempted by the section of the rental store that’s decorated so very differently and all too invitingly with faux-brick-walls and spooky posters?

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