She’s had to deal with breast cancer within the past 5 years and part of her ongoing treatment — post-chemotherapy and -radiation — involves Tamoxifen, an estrogen-blocking drug that needs to be taken daily for 5 years. It’s a great drug but it has some unpleasant side effects, the most common one being that it almost…

It’s rather ironic that the one person who convinced me that all those Bruce Jenner-gender-transitioning rumours might well be true was Esther Jenner — way back in February, as it turns out! — when approached for comment:

I agree, or at least it sure sounds that way. Doubly so because it’s not clear whether Rachel — or perhaps her mother, who seemed to be hovering during the interview — approached Jezebel first. This story is not exactly sympathy-inducing. Eyeroll-inducing is more like it.

What is it with Republicans as well as Conservatives and their goddamn Sharia-Watch? I hadn’t quite realized that this seemingly 24/7 obsession is as bad in the United States as it is here in Canada. These people are truly unhinged and their willingness to attach their real names to their Twitter accounts never ceases…

My Monopoly money’s on: Dew South. West.

I’m actually okay with Quebec subsidized daycare going the means-tested route — I think it took effect April 1st — primarily because the programme was being abused, particularly by SAHMs using it as an à la carte baby-sitting service, costing the government money because they were seldom sending their kids to daycare…

I’ve read that about The Netherlands, too, but it was quite some time ago so I cannot provide a link. Part-time work seems — or seemed — an especially popular choice for mothers of young children as it allows for a good work-life balance.

I’m genuinely pleased for you but am also really feeling for you right now. While I had a pretty rough time with chemotherapy, exacerbated by a few serious setbacks, I can definitely relate to what your skin has been through due to radiation therapy. It’s rather brutal in its own right.

It’s still a thing, to the best of my knowledge, but they’re often reserved for passengers with babies, at least on long-haul flights. The cots that they attach to the bulkheads have weight limitations, so toddlers are generally too heavy to use them.

It turns out Khloe Kardashian was posing for an Instagram selfie in a niqab rather than a hijab — there’s a vast difference, you guys — which makes it even more understandable why people, especially Muslim women, are so upset.

Mother Of Goats, I’m getting a distinct Mother Of..... Jane Marie vibe from this comment. Why so dismissive and rude, when the OC was so decidedly not?

Judging by how you handled JM’s (unwarrantedly) smug and snarky reply to your original comment, something tells me you’re quite the gracious person in real life. Go, you!

I thought so, too. There’s more than one layer to what Fintan O’Toole is saying/tweeting. It’s a pretty powerful sentiment.

What a glorious day for Ireland. Here’s to a wonderful Saturday — and Saturday night — all over the Emerald Isle!

I’m not Australian but oh, yeah, you don’t wanna be fucking around when landing in Australia and dealing with customs agents. I’ve been pulled over — in both Sydney and Melbourne — for homemade jars of baby food, chocolates (brought as gifts) and even cancer-fighting drugs (in pill form).

Go ahead and be that guy. Seriously, “wrecking havoc” instead of “wreaking “havoc” has rendered me dumbstruck.

Yeah, the heavy focus on reality “stars” is what has ruined much of celebrity gossip for me. In fact, a few years ago, my mother gently said to me: you don’t have to renew that subscription to People Magazine that you’ve been giving me as an annual birthday present. Given that she’s in the “advanced style” bracket, it…

Perhaps he’s better off in the United States. I mean, Canadians were cheering on Twitter the night he was dropped by the CBC, particularly in light of the (utterly charmless and unwatchable) Lang and O’Leary Exchange. He was not a good fit for the CBC: too coarse, too crass and, ultimately, more ass than sass.

Or, The Pope Must Die, a movie starring Robbie Coltrane — well before he became Harry Potter- or even Cracker-famous — about a low-ranking priest who’s mistakenly elected Pope and then has to dodge assassination attempts by the Mafia.

I have similar memories, including what became of Pia Lindstrom, because my mother, my aunts and my great-aunties all seemed fixated on the Ingrid Bergman/Roberto Rossellini relationship — and the babies it produced — decades after it was so scandalous.