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The Sheep Said Nothing

 by Andrea Mulder-Slater

 


The house was two stories high with big, boxy rooms, low pile carpet and very little furniture which meant our voices echoed every time any of us spoke. 
 

There were what seemed like 10 bedrooms on the second floor, and in the basement was a barn full of animals, resulting in the entire house smelling of hay and horses. 
 

It was our first night in the place and I was asleep, in a room on my own, when I heard and smelled what I thought was a goat at the foot of my bed. 
 

10 Things I Won't Do

 by Andrea Mulder-Slater

 

  

Ten things I will not do. 

 

1) Drink booze.

 

I once threw up on a security guard's foot at an outdoor concert. I was a teenager. Drinking just didn't hold any appeal after that. 

 

2) Eat raw meat/fish.

 

Um, enough said.

 

3) Stop loving chocolate.

 

Dark chocolate is a source of iron so I'm basically harming myself if I don't eat it.

 

Saturday Thoughts


by Andrea Mulder-Slater



I am eating string cheese while Post Malone’s Circles plays on Spotify. I am safe. My skin is light.

Today I am privileged.

My daughter asks me why some people hate others simply because of the colour of their skin.

“I don’t know,” is the not the only answer I can give her.

Suddenly homeschooling? Ditch the schedule!

by Andrea Mulder-Slater



We are living in interesting times…

Smack dab in the middle of a pandemic is a place most of us never expected to be and yet, here we are.

Make no mistake. COVID-19 is a threat. But, the hysteria surrounding the pandemic is becoming as dangerous as the virus itself.

Who drank the hot chocolate?

by Andrea Mulder-Slater


After she had spent several hours at the horse barn on a frosty December evening, I offered to make my daughter a hot chocolate to warm her up.

Because she has food allergies, making a drink like this for my kiddo is a bit more complicated than simply pouring boiling water over a packet of Carnation instant mix.

Instead, there’s a process which involves harvesting raw cocoa, sifting purified icing sugar and slow cooking organic milk all while burning sage and standing on one foot.

Ok, well that’s not actually true.

But, I do keep my daughter safe by mixing the right amounts of allergen-free sugar with allergen-free cocoa and allergen-free milk and bringing all of it to a boil in a pot on the stove.

My point here is, once I’ve made a cup of hot chocolate, I need a nap. And a bag of chips.