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A mommy of boys rant

We live in Montreal. It gets really cold here outside. Inside our buildings there is tremendous dry heat. Even with a job-lot of moisturizer and Blistex my skin gets dry and my lips get chapped. I moisturize my hands every time I wash them, and before putting on my gloves. I cream my face as often as I can.

My boys’ lips are chapped something awful. I bought them all different kinds of Chapstick but it apparently is not cool to apply it. It’s much better to suffer cracked lips. The little one puts it on, because then he can say he can’t kiss me and that makes him giggle. Gloves? Perish the thought. They will wear them until they are out of my sight line down the street, then stuff them into their pockets, unzip their coats and remove their woolly warm hats. God forbid they show up at school warm and snuggly. Their hands are in desperate need of intensive moisturizer. Squiggy will put cream on at night, because the dry skin bothers his fingers when playing DS or turning book pages, but that’s only when it gets really bad. I even bought non-scented moisturizer so they can’t complain I only have girlie stuff.

Apparently “real men don’t use moisturizer and Chapstick”. So sayeth the teens. Well, kiddoes, I have news for you. I am married to a REAL MAN and he takes care of his skin and his lips. He makes sure his hands are not rough, and that his lips stay soft and moist. (Mmmmmm). I think he is all the more manly for it.

There is nothing tough about being cold and having lips so cracked that they bleed. There is nothing “cool” about having fingers turn blue and feeling like sandpaper. There is nothing manly about wondering whether circulation will ever return to you fingers. There is nothing masculine about complaining to mommy dearest that the skin on your  knuckles are all cracked and you have no idea why. The cure for that, dear heart? Moisturizer. Lotion. Gloves.

Sigh. Will they ever learn??

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Enough Already



Dear Angel in Charge of Weather


I have a big frozen bone to pick with you. I need to see the sun, I need to feel it warm on my face, I need for my feet to not be perpetually frozen toesicles. I NEED SUMMER. I have suffered through months and months of frozen winter here on this frigid tundra. Suffered I tell you!! Can you please turn on the heating outside? Did you not get the memo? It is the month of MAY – April showers bring May flowers supposedly….so stop the rain and the cold and bring me sunshine.


Thanks oodles and bunches



PS – having the sun shine on Yom HaAtzmaut last week was a wonderful touch – thank you for that….