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sick

Brooke Takhar — Mon, 06 May 2013 21:53:12 +0000

When something is weird with a toddler, which is every day, you have to make that call. Not a phone call; I make a judgment call. Because in my house we don’t call the fancy Vancouver MD every time a string of green slime snots out onto her upper lip like a fancy skinned caterpillar.

the good kind of cheating

Brooke Takhar — Wed, 27 Mar 2013 16:22:23 +0000

Sorry. I wrote for another site.

Before you burn my clothes and take an unsheathed golf club to my BMW (because I have both), know that it was for an amazing site.

Victoria Mom is a passion project of my lovely friend Amber. She crafted a website out of hard goddamn work, time and endless reams of energy, in and around singing and raising a terribly energetic nearly 3 year old.

I loved writing it and I hope you like reading it.

absentia

Brooke Takhar — Tue, 15 Jan 2013 07:25:20 +0000

Maybe I’m feeling way low slung in a funk because if a writer is a writer then they write and guess what: I’m not writing. I’m not blogging. I’m backed up with word constipation and shit is about to get real messy.

two

Brooke Takhar — Thu, 27 Sep 2012 21:59:00 +0000

Two years. Two years old. Two years ago today.

Dear Stella,

Thank you for being a total science dolt like me. Your frustration and utter lack of common sense with the mechanics of stacking blocks relieves me – I will never be called down to the cop shop at 2 am after you’ve been caught as the leader of a 1950s girl gang who steals cars in saddle shoes.

So Long

Brooke Takhar — Sat, 04 Aug 2012 07:23:43 +0000

Good times. The best times. The-last-scene-from-Dazed-and-Confused-as-they’re-driving-in-the-car-with-the-windows-down-while-the-sun-comes-up times. For me - 1993. Or maybe 1994.

Ucluelet melon

Brooke Takhar — Mon, 16 Jul 2012 00:36:59 +0000

It has been a busy summer friends. Lots of being inside bitching about the weather, and a little bit of f-cking around outside. Patios, parks and sangria. The highlight so far was a weekend away to the fine shores of Ucluelet to celebrate a double whammy 30th birthday of my bro Koleman & bud Jackie.

love

Brooke Takhar — Fri, 13 Jul 2012 03:01:36 +0000

Winning contests is like the greatest legal high ever.

v

Brooke Takhar — Thu, 28 Jun 2012 05:19:57 +0000

Nuv. Five years ago today.

uhntz uhntz uhntz

Brooke Takhar — Thu, 21 Jun 2012 23:26:45 +0000

It says a lot about me that for every post where I basically call my kid a sh-t monkey, the words gush out like a flume of water expressed from a cannon, fed from a thunderous waterfall that never dries up. But when I attempt to form kind motherly sentiments, I freeze up.

I like to watch

Brooke Takhar — Wed, 13 Jun 2012 21:02:48 +0000

Watching UFC makes me feel queasy. It's basically Average Joes, that like to make each other bleed, ushered into a cage and let loose at each other with big chunks of cash at stake. Right? For me, as a female, there is nothing appealing about it - muscles are nice yeah, but cauliflower ears are the equivalent of 2 crossed eyes and an incredible overbite.