April 14, 2011
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Time To Sharpen Those Dance Moves

Back in my day, a dance signaled everything you needed to know about a man. Any self-respecting disco diva could interpret a well-timed hip gyration. The less gifted boogier knew how get in close, and allow you to sense he…

April 12, 2011
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We Haven't Seen The Last Tango In Paris

Well butter me up and call me Sally! AC figures its foray with Tango was fertile experience for another crack at the LCC arena. Only this time the dance takes place on the charter floor – pitting the as yet…

April 08, 2011
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An Accidental Brand Of Travel

Transat is going all ‘brand’ on us, Pumpkins. I think that was tried once before in travel … let me think … ah yes, back in the ‘90’s Signature was conceived as one. Whether or not it was born as…

April 06, 2011
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Dang Nab It! Liberals!

Harper tossed out 2 suspected Liberals from a Conservative rally on Monday. It took some sleuthing, but his crack security team uncovered the infiltrators through incriminating evidence – a Facebook picture of the two poli-sci students embracing Ignatieff. Imposters!!! …

April 01, 2011
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Who's Foolin' Who?

I have to admit, dear dahrlings, I really don’t understand retail. You sell a bunch of suppliers, but take orders from one — the one that owns you. [OK, not all of you have been assimilated. But, it’s only a…

March 30, 2011
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Wellness Is Overrated

I can’t abide all the sappy blather that’s seeping into the language, Pumpkins. Folks have taken to signing e-mail with “Be well.” I want to reply “I will be when you return from the land of sanctimonious caca.” I mean,…

March 28, 2011
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A Motion For Confidence

I’m sensing a real lack of confidence, Pumpkins. In our leaders. In ourselves. Even in our shape wear. I lost a violent skirmish with a “belly buster” when it snapped my kidneys into next week. I’m done with steel belted…

March 23, 2011
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He's Gone...For Now

My lexicon is not fertile enough to aptly expose to you, dear Pumpkins, the depth of repugnance I feel for a certain travel person (I’d love to know how many readers just marked their laundry). The kind of person who…

March 18, 2011
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The Cavalry Is Coming!

Yee Haw, Pumpkins! I never thought the words “no fly” would give me goose bumps. The UN is finally sending troops to Libya. My digits are crossed, dahrlings. When my husband tried declaring a ‘no buy’ zone around Bay &…

March 16, 2011
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I'm Going Nucular

Things are wacked, Pumpkins. When was the last time you didn’t have to reschedule an appointment 2 or 3 times? Everybody’s ADD. I had a guy show up for a meeting at midnight because that’s what his Outlook said. The…