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  1. (Explicit language advisory.) Well, I lost my shit tonight. I yelled at the neighbour’s teenaged son for driving a thousand miles an hour on our street while I was walking with my daughter. I called him out in my, “I’m a parent, I’m an adult, I know better than you” yell-y, kind of way. It wasn’t pretty. I lost it because I have three kids and I try so hard to protect them. I lost it because I’m tired and… Read More
  2. Waiting at the ACC for the start of the Queen Concert. Yesterday I cried. Just a little. I could feel my throat tightening, and little salty pools building in the corners of my eyes threatening to spill over as I clapped my hands. I teetered on the edge of an air sucking, snot inducing sob. No one noticed because everyone around me swayed and cheered and fist pumped the air. Fat tears rolled down my cheeks as I wiped them… Read More
  3.   We all have a story to tell. Let us know how this book helped you pick your “slice”. To submit your own “Slice Story” send an email to heather@heatherkorol.com #sliceofhappy… Read More
  4. To-do lists are bad math.  Each item on a to-do list doesn’t equal one item, it equals TEN. A to-do list with three things on it, takes 30 steps to accomplish it. It’s just bad math. Last week I got pulled over by the police. At the time, I stopped fully at a stop sign, and proceeded driving the speed limit in the school zone. His lights came on and I pulled over. The day was already harried and now… Read More
  5. Some families have a chore board or a swear jar — we have a yelling chart. Two days ago my oldest came downstairs and explained how it worked. “The Chart” before Monday morning. One block for yelling at someone. Only sixteen blocks allowed per day. A different colour for each person. My colour is green and my daughter reminds me, (like I need reminding) that less blocks are better. “Get your pants on please.” I tell my oldest in a… Read More