I’ve been doing some decluttering lately. We usually save up to donate to the Canadian Diabetes Association – who in turn take our donations and sell them to Value Village. All for a good cause – we feel we are doing our part to Re-use, Reduce and Recycle. 

I found a couple of self- help books buried in our basement …

These were my son’s – who has never cracked open a book unless it has been part of his school curriculum. Guaranteed he didn’t read either of these classics.

Not that he had to – he’s had girlfriends since the age of 15.   As for me, well, he’s had me wrapped around his little finger pretty much since birth. The rose? Yeah, that’s from him.

What can I say. He’s a charmer like his Dad.

*unapologetic 80s Smiths reference