Middle-aged mom morphs into ‘marketing maven’

(More like…missive to self) Click.  Click.  Click-clickety-click.  Click. “Ha.  You’re pretty good at that typing thing,” I said.  “Type much?” The young man sitting across from me at my favourite coffee haunt, lifted his face, smiled shyly.  “A bit.” He turned the...

Welcome to ‘Notes to Self’

(Should you be reading this?) Years ago, when we still had answering machines with miniature cassettes, my husband was in the habit of calling home to leave “Notes to Self.” He’d phone and start off with “Note to Self,” then say something amazing, such as, “Dentist...