Have you always wanted to host your own Murder Mystery night? Are you tired of the boring box scripts available on Amazon? Have you secretly dreamed of writing your own? Well…now you can. Before sending out that evite here are some things to remember: Create Characters I know you might be thinking,“ How many characters … More How to Write a Murder Mystery
Canadians around the world are known as the polite nation. We say “I’m sorry” to almost anything. It ridiculous how often we say that phrase. Does that make us more polite or are we truly SORRY. Last week I went for a walk with a friend. A friend I have not seen in a long … More Turn off your phone and look at me!
What I would say to my single self…. I did not meet my husband Andre until I was in my late thirties. Before then, my world revolved around being single. I knew every line of Bridget Jones’ Diary. I waited three hours in line for Steve Harvey’s book, almost breaking my foot trying to kick … More How to be single…or how not to be…
Most people call me Ally Lane, although I grew up as Allison Lane, originally from Winnipeg, I have English roots. They say your name literally denotes where you are from, so apparently I’m from a back alley. The English couldn’t be more blunt. So if I curse or offend you, don’t blame me, blame … More I’ve got big dreams , Carol Burnett
Just recently, I spoke at a self esteem conference about “loving what you got”. At the end of my speech a woman stood up and said ” Don’t you think you’re a little too positive”….Ummm, I thought the crowd enjoyed holding hands. She continued ” Today we are so self indulgent, what happened to accountability”. … More Can you love yourself too much??
I live in Calgary Alberta Canada. In late June of this year, our city and the surrounding areas experienced the worst natural disaster in Canadian history- a flood. What we experienced and the impact that followed was nothing that anyone could have predicted. Hundreds of thousands of people were evacuated from their homes ( including … More FLOODED with love
I’ll admit, I used to be a terrible listener. I couldn’t wait for my date to stop talking so I could interrupt him and talk about myself. Of course, there was never a second date, which is a good thing because I could never remember his name.I’m sure he remembered my mother’s maiden name, my … More Bad date? Try listening.