Yes I am still here. My computer room has been taken over by teenagers and one teenager wanna be. Christmas was good, fast and over before I knew it. I felt a little lost in it all. Wiht all the people streaming through my days and not really feeling very comfortable in my skin, it seemed to be a bit of a dream state week.
I just finished a book that grabbed me from the get go. There are 5 in the series and I went to the local bookstore yesterday on the advice of a good friend for the second one and they were having a boxing week sale so I bought the rest of the series except the 3rd book only because they didn't have it.
January will be my reading month.
Friday, December 31, 2004
Friday, December 24, 2004
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas to everyone.
Life truly is good and I wish nothing but the same for you and yours.
Life truly is good and I wish nothing but the same for you and yours.
Wednesday, December 22, 2004
Bring it on!
Well, its here now. Christmas is upon us. I am as ready as I will ever be. Bring on the eating and drinking and merry making. I have more than half of my wrapping to do still along with a few loads of laundry and some house cleaning. The wrapping will get done, the laundry and house cleaning will get divvied up amongst whoever is free to do it.
Looks like Dean should be off work for Christmas day at least, maybe more and as I write, Craig, Gen, Steph and Todd are due in town any moment now. I am watching out my window to see if I can see them drive by.
It hasn't felt much like Christmas to me yet, but I am sure having the kids home will do it for me. Always a mom first and foremost.
Tassie knows its Christmas, ever since I finished decorating the tree the second time and got my little M&M town set up under it with my fibre-optic gingerbread house, she has been sniffing around it hoping for a chance to rip something open. WE MUST REMEMBER NOT TO LEAVE HER HOME ALONE WITH ACCESS TO THE GIFTS UNDER THE TREE! She will open them if she gets a chance. She is also paying some attention to the stockings this year and has been much more spry than usual this past week.
Cricket is as Cricket does.
I hope Craig feels like cooking tonite, it would sure help me out and Stephanie and Kaitlin can do the dishes.
Awww... Life is good.
Looks like Dean should be off work for Christmas day at least, maybe more and as I write, Craig, Gen, Steph and Todd are due in town any moment now. I am watching out my window to see if I can see them drive by.
It hasn't felt much like Christmas to me yet, but I am sure having the kids home will do it for me. Always a mom first and foremost.
Tassie knows its Christmas, ever since I finished decorating the tree the second time and got my little M&M town set up under it with my fibre-optic gingerbread house, she has been sniffing around it hoping for a chance to rip something open. WE MUST REMEMBER NOT TO LEAVE HER HOME ALONE WITH ACCESS TO THE GIFTS UNDER THE TREE! She will open them if she gets a chance. She is also paying some attention to the stockings this year and has been much more spry than usual this past week.
Cricket is as Cricket does.
I hope Craig feels like cooking tonite, it would sure help me out and Stephanie and Kaitlin can do the dishes.
Awww... Life is good.
Friday, December 17, 2004
Asleep by 10
Two batchs of carmel corn and a small pan of fudge done & the tree is stripped of all but the lights. I was in bed by 9:30 and asleep by 10. I woke before the alarm this morning.
Kaitlin however is sick. She is missing the last two days of school before the holidays in bed with a slight fever. She has a stuffy nose and a sore throat but that seems to be it, so far.
I hope she feels better soon. I miss her.
Kaitlin however is sick. She is missing the last two days of school before the holidays in bed with a slight fever. She has a stuffy nose and a sore throat but that seems to be it, so far.
I hope she feels better soon. I miss her.
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Maybe.
I finally started some Christmas baking!!
Hee-hee-I'm on my way now!
Actually, I will fess up. Kaitlin did most of the Mars Bars - Rice Krispie squares. I just helped with the tough arm breaking mixing and the clean up.
But none the less I feel like we got somewhere tonight.
The tree is still looking like crap though, BUT I found the most wonderful perfect tree skirt at the Bay for $30.00, it was 50% off. It is the most beautiful part of the tree right now.
Tomorrow night for sure if it kills me! That and at least two batches of caramel popcorn. Maybe Kaitlin will do the Mint Nanimo bars.
No drinking until the tree is done.
I promise.
Maybe.
Hee-hee-I'm on my way now!
Actually, I will fess up. Kaitlin did most of the Mars Bars - Rice Krispie squares. I just helped with the tough arm breaking mixing and the clean up.
But none the less I feel like we got somewhere tonight.
The tree is still looking like crap though, BUT I found the most wonderful perfect tree skirt at the Bay for $30.00, it was 50% off. It is the most beautiful part of the tree right now.
Tomorrow night for sure if it kills me! That and at least two batches of caramel popcorn. Maybe Kaitlin will do the Mint Nanimo bars.
No drinking until the tree is done.
I promise.
Maybe.
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
Bliss
33 straight hours of bliss come to an end. I got far, far away from my dependents for 33 straight hours and actually relaxed enough to become tired. All I need now is a good nights sleep NOT induced by legal over the counter drugs or alcohol and I will be ready for the next two weeks of last minute panic and all out attempt to provide everyone associated with me a perfect Christmas experience.
If I fail, please remember, Christmas will come again and I will try again.
If I fail, please remember, Christmas will come again and I will try again.
Sunday, December 12, 2004
Drinking and decorating...
...don't mix.
Last night, Cheryl came over and the plan was to do all our Christmas wrapping while enjoying a bottle of wine.
Well.. since neither of us felt like wrapping, she came over and I decorated my tree while we enjoyed 2 & 1/2 bottles of wine. I had a great time. After the tree was done, we watched Shrek 2.
This morning I got up with a bit of a light head and my tree looks like crap & Kaitlin is mad at me because I decorted it without her. I am going to have to redo it with a pot of coffee and Kaitlin's expertise.
The rest of the house doesn't look too bad, but of course that was done before the wine was opened.
Last night, Cheryl came over and the plan was to do all our Christmas wrapping while enjoying a bottle of wine.
Well.. since neither of us felt like wrapping, she came over and I decorated my tree while we enjoyed 2 & 1/2 bottles of wine. I had a great time. After the tree was done, we watched Shrek 2.
This morning I got up with a bit of a light head and my tree looks like crap & Kaitlin is mad at me because I decorted it without her. I am going to have to redo it with a pot of coffee and Kaitlin's expertise.
The rest of the house doesn't look too bad, but of course that was done before the wine was opened.
Thursday, December 09, 2004
Merry Holy Crapmas
I have so much to do still and Christmas is only two weeks away. I just tonite did my Christmas cards. I usually have them out in the mail by Dec 5th at the latest. I have only finished one craft project so far and I still have three to do. All easy stuff, I just need some time. I have completed most of my shopping though. I have a few small things to pick up yet, but nothing much, I just need time to get to it.
I have not decorated my home for the season yet, that is usually done by Dec 7th. Craig's birthday is the 6th, so my rule is I don't decorate until after his birthday.
I have not even started my baking and that is usually done and in the freezer by December 7th at the latest.
It doesn't look like the laminate will get onto the living room floor before Christmas. Dean has been working from apprx 4/5am to 6/7 pm every day this week. I haven't even had time to discuss it with him. By the time he has a shower, rewarms and eats his cold supper, makes his lunch for the next day, he is ready for bed.
Of course I haven't wrapped a damn thing yet either. I still have to spread it all out and see what I have. I like to make sure I have approx the same for each of the kids.
I haven't been in bed before midnite once this week. With Dean working so many hours I don't have him to help with supper, dishes, housework and Kaitlin. I also have to note that without Craig & Steph at home, I have less time. I expected to have more, but I guess for all the extra work they were, they helped alot more.
BUT, what needs to get done will get done. If it doesn't, there will be another Christmas next year.
Tomorrow evening I am going to decorate. Then up early Saturday for a hair appt and back to the house. I have to do the laundry(and man there is alot again) while cleaning the house (or not) and then I can decorate. Then organize my gifts. My girlfriend Cheryl is coming over Saturday evening for a gift wrapping wine sipping music playing all around good time. Sunday am will be a lazy relax putter morning. Then to the City I go, hi-ho. Two days of work related training combined with two evenings of eating out with a girlfriend from work and whatever we want to do in the city. It should be an enjoyable, relaxing time. I can't forget the survivor finale on Sunday evening though.
Then the rest of the evenings and one last weekend before Christmas will be for baking, last minute shopping & gift delivering combined with seasonal visiting.
On a totally different note, I have decided with my doctor this week to go ahead and have breast reduction surgery. I will be seeing a female surgeon early in the New Year, and hope to have smaller and with any luck perkier girls sometime in early spring. This should make a big difference in the problems I have been having with my neck, shoulders & back, and as a bonus, I hope to be able to wear my bottom 2 drawers of tops that just don't fit right. AND, maybe possibly dare I dream, I may have to go shopping for some new clothes.
Last, but not least, maybe I will be able to golf and join in on the Baskerville family fun.
I have not decorated my home for the season yet, that is usually done by Dec 7th. Craig's birthday is the 6th, so my rule is I don't decorate until after his birthday.
I have not even started my baking and that is usually done and in the freezer by December 7th at the latest.
It doesn't look like the laminate will get onto the living room floor before Christmas. Dean has been working from apprx 4/5am to 6/7 pm every day this week. I haven't even had time to discuss it with him. By the time he has a shower, rewarms and eats his cold supper, makes his lunch for the next day, he is ready for bed.
Of course I haven't wrapped a damn thing yet either. I still have to spread it all out and see what I have. I like to make sure I have approx the same for each of the kids.
I haven't been in bed before midnite once this week. With Dean working so many hours I don't have him to help with supper, dishes, housework and Kaitlin. I also have to note that without Craig & Steph at home, I have less time. I expected to have more, but I guess for all the extra work they were, they helped alot more.
BUT, what needs to get done will get done. If it doesn't, there will be another Christmas next year.
Tomorrow evening I am going to decorate. Then up early Saturday for a hair appt and back to the house. I have to do the laundry(and man there is alot again) while cleaning the house (or not) and then I can decorate. Then organize my gifts. My girlfriend Cheryl is coming over Saturday evening for a gift wrapping wine sipping music playing all around good time. Sunday am will be a lazy relax putter morning. Then to the City I go, hi-ho. Two days of work related training combined with two evenings of eating out with a girlfriend from work and whatever we want to do in the city. It should be an enjoyable, relaxing time. I can't forget the survivor finale on Sunday evening though.
Then the rest of the evenings and one last weekend before Christmas will be for baking, last minute shopping & gift delivering combined with seasonal visiting.
On a totally different note, I have decided with my doctor this week to go ahead and have breast reduction surgery. I will be seeing a female surgeon early in the New Year, and hope to have smaller and with any luck perkier girls sometime in early spring. This should make a big difference in the problems I have been having with my neck, shoulders & back, and as a bonus, I hope to be able to wear my bottom 2 drawers of tops that just don't fit right. AND, maybe possibly dare I dream, I may have to go shopping for some new clothes.
Last, but not least, maybe I will be able to golf and join in on the Baskerville family fun.
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
There are so many people in my life. All with their own individual personalities. All with their own varied quirks. I was sitting here trying to come up with something to write about that is happening in my life that someone might want to read about. I kept thinking about what has been going on in my life since I last blogged, what happened just today, what is coming up in the next few days ahead.
What should I be blogging about.
I seemed to find a common thread in all my mental wanderings. It seems to wrap itself around the people in my life and how I interact with each of them or even choose not to interact with them at all that moment/day/etc.
Pretty much every single moment of my life I am interacting with another human. Even now, although I am alone, everyone else in my home is asleep, I am interacting with you. I don't even know who you are or when I will be interacting with you, but here we are, interacting.
I find this somewhat interesting. Of course I do know my few regular readers, and approximately when they read, but I still don't know for sure, and (hopefully?) there may be a reader or two I have never met and may never meet.
Damn, I don't know where I am going with this. Let's jump back a bit.
I think I was just thinking about all the people I spend time with on a regular basis. With all my interacting you think I would have something to blog about. I have been happy, angry, indifferent, frustrated, etc at least once in the past 24 hrs, I should be able to just pick one particular feeling and run with it.
I don't seem to be able to tonite. I am just going to briefly touch on some recent and upcoming moments and you tell me what you want to hear more about. Just remember, be careful what you wish for.
The Tale of the Christmas party I missed.
The most frustrating part of my job.
Dean's new job started 2 days ago.
Kaitlins paper route trials and tribulations.
Christmas planning and shopping.
Money I don't have but seem to be spending.
Christmas projects and lack of action.
Why don't I blog everyday? Wait... refer to todays post.
I just wish I could play Mahjonng all day.
I hate insurance.
I know nothing about politics.
No photos on my weblog yet.
Plywood flooring
Survivor?
My upcoming visit to the city.
Thats enough for now.
Or is it?
What should I be blogging about.
I seemed to find a common thread in all my mental wanderings. It seems to wrap itself around the people in my life and how I interact with each of them or even choose not to interact with them at all that moment/day/etc.
Pretty much every single moment of my life I am interacting with another human. Even now, although I am alone, everyone else in my home is asleep, I am interacting with you. I don't even know who you are or when I will be interacting with you, but here we are, interacting.
I find this somewhat interesting. Of course I do know my few regular readers, and approximately when they read, but I still don't know for sure, and (hopefully?) there may be a reader or two I have never met and may never meet.
Damn, I don't know where I am going with this. Let's jump back a bit.
I think I was just thinking about all the people I spend time with on a regular basis. With all my interacting you think I would have something to blog about. I have been happy, angry, indifferent, frustrated, etc at least once in the past 24 hrs, I should be able to just pick one particular feeling and run with it.
I don't seem to be able to tonite. I am just going to briefly touch on some recent and upcoming moments and you tell me what you want to hear more about. Just remember, be careful what you wish for.
The Tale of the Christmas party I missed.
The most frustrating part of my job.
Dean's new job started 2 days ago.
Kaitlins paper route trials and tribulations.
Christmas planning and shopping.
Money I don't have but seem to be spending.
Christmas projects and lack of action.
Why don't I blog everyday? Wait... refer to todays post.
I just wish I could play Mahjonng all day.
I hate insurance.
I know nothing about politics.
No photos on my weblog yet.
Plywood flooring
Survivor?
My upcoming visit to the city.
Thats enough for now.
Or is it?
Friday, November 26, 2004
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
I am not.
I should be doing dishes.
I should be doing laundry.
I should be typing the minutes to the PAC meeting last month.
I should be sewing the tree skirt.
I should be painting.
I should be making lists.
I should be organizing Kaitlin's move to her new bedroom.
I should be dusting the computer.
I should be at the office catching up on time I owe.
I should be trying to decide what I am going to wear the Christmas party Friday nite.
I should be calling Brian to help me fix the spybot problem I have on my computer.
I should be, I should be, I should be....
I am not.
I am going to play mahjongg for an hour or so and then load the dishwasher, put in a load of laundry and watch TV until I fall asleep, maybe.
I should be doing laundry.
I should be typing the minutes to the PAC meeting last month.
I should be sewing the tree skirt.
I should be painting.
I should be making lists.
I should be organizing Kaitlin's move to her new bedroom.
I should be dusting the computer.
I should be at the office catching up on time I owe.
I should be trying to decide what I am going to wear the Christmas party Friday nite.
I should be calling Brian to help me fix the spybot problem I have on my computer.
I should be, I should be, I should be....
I am not.
I am going to play mahjongg for an hour or so and then load the dishwasher, put in a load of laundry and watch TV until I fall asleep, maybe.
Sunday, November 21, 2004
Fabric, fabric everywhere.
Friday nite I stayed up to midnight and finished Theya's dress. It turned out so cool and I enjoyed making it so much, I can't wait to do the next one for Maggie. Theya's is patchwork to match the patchwork blanket I made for her and Maggies will be fleece to match the fleece blanket I made for her. They even come with the little pantaloon things to cover the diaper. They were so easy to make too. Once in grade seven my mom helped me pick out a pattern for a pair of baby doll pj's that I got to make all by myself, with her guidance. I have been sewing "things" ever since, but this little dress is the first time since then that I have purchased a pattern and used it to sew something. I LOVE IT!
I inherited my mom's old sewing machines when she finally had enough of arguing with it and bought herself a new one. It mostly worked when it felt like it. I used it for simple things like mending and hemming pants for the kids and winged a couple of halloween costumes for them over the years out of my head. I always just imagined what I wanted to end result to be and then imagined how I was going to get these piles of fabric to turn into the end result. It was alot of learning on the fly and compromising the fabric, the machine and my ideas, but the end result always somehow worked out to be more or less what it was supposed to be.
2 years ago I purchased a brand new machine. It has served me well for all the hemming and repairing and I even made 8 stockings for Christmas that year. I can't believe I waited so long to purchase a pattern. I want to go and buy many, many more. I am going to sew a skirt for Kaitlin next. She wants a patchwork one like Theya's dress.
On another note. I made cookies today. I haven't made cookies for almost a year. Kaitlin has become the cookie maker of the house. It was fun, and yummy! A good warm up for the Christmas baking projects I have planned.
I inherited my mom's old sewing machines when she finally had enough of arguing with it and bought herself a new one. It mostly worked when it felt like it. I used it for simple things like mending and hemming pants for the kids and winged a couple of halloween costumes for them over the years out of my head. I always just imagined what I wanted to end result to be and then imagined how I was going to get these piles of fabric to turn into the end result. It was alot of learning on the fly and compromising the fabric, the machine and my ideas, but the end result always somehow worked out to be more or less what it was supposed to be.
2 years ago I purchased a brand new machine. It has served me well for all the hemming and repairing and I even made 8 stockings for Christmas that year. I can't believe I waited so long to purchase a pattern. I want to go and buy many, many more. I am going to sew a skirt for Kaitlin next. She wants a patchwork one like Theya's dress.
On another note. I made cookies today. I haven't made cookies for almost a year. Kaitlin has become the cookie maker of the house. It was fun, and yummy! A good warm up for the Christmas baking projects I have planned.
Friday, November 19, 2004
Funny list
I am starting to get excited about Christmas. It is one of my favorite times of the year. I love the shopping for other people. I love the family get togethers which always bring all the great food that I also love. I love the get togethers with friends. I love the creative projects I take on. I even love the panic to finish the projects on time. I love the planning and organizing. I love the decorating. I love it all.
I have many projects planned. One is a little crafty thing for my friends and coworkers. I try to do something small and individualized for all the people outside of my family that are important in my life. Just something little to let them know I value them.
Another one that I am completing this evening (I hope) is the second part of Theya's welcome to the world gift. Then I have to finish the one for Maggie. Then I can start the Christmas projects. I am hoping to make one for my niece Claire and maybe even one for our family gift exchange. I also have to finish the tree skirt I started this time last year.
In two weeks I will be spending the weekend in the city, hopefully to complete my Christmas shopping. I have arranged to meet my girlfriend for a day of catching up while shopping and then we will end it with a good meal and relaxed conversation. We did this last year and it was fantastic. A day with good easy company and we even seem to share good easy taste. Then an evening visiting with family in the city and another day of shopping to finish up what I missed and a relaxed happy drive home.
But first, I must get organized. This weekend is all about organizing myself. I want to get my baking list done so I can then get my baking shopping list done. I need to make a list of who I need to purchase/create gifts for so I can make the list of what I want to purchase/create for each. This of course leads to the list of what I need to purchase and the supplies I need purchase for the creations. Then I schedule this all into my various evenings and weekends which of course are listed.
As you can see, I need a list of all the lists I need. The first thing I need to do is purchase a list book or note pad. Should I put my list on my list?
The word "list" is starting to look funny.
I have many projects planned. One is a little crafty thing for my friends and coworkers. I try to do something small and individualized for all the people outside of my family that are important in my life. Just something little to let them know I value them.
Another one that I am completing this evening (I hope) is the second part of Theya's welcome to the world gift. Then I have to finish the one for Maggie. Then I can start the Christmas projects. I am hoping to make one for my niece Claire and maybe even one for our family gift exchange. I also have to finish the tree skirt I started this time last year.
In two weeks I will be spending the weekend in the city, hopefully to complete my Christmas shopping. I have arranged to meet my girlfriend for a day of catching up while shopping and then we will end it with a good meal and relaxed conversation. We did this last year and it was fantastic. A day with good easy company and we even seem to share good easy taste. Then an evening visiting with family in the city and another day of shopping to finish up what I missed and a relaxed happy drive home.
But first, I must get organized. This weekend is all about organizing myself. I want to get my baking list done so I can then get my baking shopping list done. I need to make a list of who I need to purchase/create gifts for so I can make the list of what I want to purchase/create for each. This of course leads to the list of what I need to purchase and the supplies I need purchase for the creations. Then I schedule this all into my various evenings and weekends which of course are listed.
As you can see, I need a list of all the lists I need. The first thing I need to do is purchase a list book or note pad. Should I put my list on my list?
The word "list" is starting to look funny.
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Pink ceramic
Life was good.
Had a fantastic weekend with the family and then back to life and reality yesterday. It was payday. I call payday, reality day. This is because the rest of the time I can pretend and plan and dream and then BAM! Reality day. All the pretending and planning and dreaming comes crashing down. Not enough money for the pretending of the past two weeks. Not enough money for the planning of the last two weeks. Not enough money for the dreaming of the past two weeks. You see where I am going here.
Do I stop planning and dreaming, no way. I would be an empty shell if I stopped. Pretending though... that I could most likely do without, hard as it would be. But I like me better when I am pretending. I don't like the reality of bugeting. It is so damn constrictive and I just don't do constrictive.
Ask my husband. Just try to restrict me to something, anything. I will show you! If I want to. If I just don't care about it, then go blow yourself. For example: D says "You can't possibly get all those dishes into the dishwasher". I WOULD SHOW HIM JUST HOW MANY DISHES I COULD GET INTO THE DISHWASHER and they would all come out clean, clean, clean!!!
But, D says "You can't possibly do all those dishes by hand in less than 30 minutes" and I shrug and walk away, he can do them however he wants to and take all the time he wants, whatever, I really don't give a damn.
D has learned this simple personality "quirk" of mine. He knows better than to tell me I can't do something and if it something I don't care to do, no amount of "I dare you"'s will matter.
Once a male coworker tried to tell me that women can't pee standing up. They can so! I offered to prove it to him, but he wouldn't let me. He backed down. Damn smart of him too. Women can so pee standing up, we just prefer to sit. It is simpler and much less messy but if we wanted to, we could and would stand to do our business and at an urinal too if we so desired.
I am sure with a little practice we would have it down to a shake at the end without any of those nasty drip marks men seem inept at avoiding and we could even spell our names in the snow.
As I am writing this I am envisioning a female style urinal. Pink ceramic, long and narrow not high and rounded. So you could walk up to and stand slightly over it.
Why not?
Had a fantastic weekend with the family and then back to life and reality yesterday. It was payday. I call payday, reality day. This is because the rest of the time I can pretend and plan and dream and then BAM! Reality day. All the pretending and planning and dreaming comes crashing down. Not enough money for the pretending of the past two weeks. Not enough money for the planning of the last two weeks. Not enough money for the dreaming of the past two weeks. You see where I am going here.
Do I stop planning and dreaming, no way. I would be an empty shell if I stopped. Pretending though... that I could most likely do without, hard as it would be. But I like me better when I am pretending. I don't like the reality of bugeting. It is so damn constrictive and I just don't do constrictive.
Ask my husband. Just try to restrict me to something, anything. I will show you! If I want to. If I just don't care about it, then go blow yourself. For example: D says "You can't possibly get all those dishes into the dishwasher". I WOULD SHOW HIM JUST HOW MANY DISHES I COULD GET INTO THE DISHWASHER and they would all come out clean, clean, clean!!!
But, D says "You can't possibly do all those dishes by hand in less than 30 minutes" and I shrug and walk away, he can do them however he wants to and take all the time he wants, whatever, I really don't give a damn.
D has learned this simple personality "quirk" of mine. He knows better than to tell me I can't do something and if it something I don't care to do, no amount of "I dare you"'s will matter.
Once a male coworker tried to tell me that women can't pee standing up. They can so! I offered to prove it to him, but he wouldn't let me. He backed down. Damn smart of him too. Women can so pee standing up, we just prefer to sit. It is simpler and much less messy but if we wanted to, we could and would stand to do our business and at an urinal too if we so desired.
I am sure with a little practice we would have it down to a shake at the end without any of those nasty drip marks men seem inept at avoiding and we could even spell our names in the snow.
As I am writing this I am envisioning a female style urinal. Pink ceramic, long and narrow not high and rounded. So you could walk up to and stand slightly over it.
Why not?
Saturday, November 13, 2004
No hububaloo here.
Life really is good.
I think I may have to change the name of my blog to "Life is good".
I am seriously wondering if it gets any better than it has been this weekend. My family is all together, we are truly enjoying each others company, we are eating fantastic food (which is always a given at a family get together), and I am as relaxed as I have ever been in 20+ years if not longer.
Today I got up, made a bacon and egg breakfast for everyone to wake to the smell of. Had a relaxing breakfast and coffee with the family. Started laundry, did a few fun family chores (yes, some can be fun) and went up/down town for a massage. I have never had a massage as great as this one. Mind you it is only the third one I have ever had. It was fantastic. She hit all the spots I was hoping for ( I have learned, finally, that it helps when you tell them what you would like).
Instead of regaling you with pages of my past health history/problems, I will sum it up to: I carry a lot of tension and stress in my neck and shoulders. So much so that a few months ago I went to see a specialist because I was having a lot of light headedness and ringing in my ears. He diagnosed it as tension and so much tightness in my neck and shoulders that it was cutting off the circulation to my head. This was what was causing the dizziness and ringing in my ears. Scary shit.
I started seeing a homeopathic chiropractor who has done wonders for me. Since the beginning of August I have been working with him and my quality of life has been getting steadily better. I have decided it is now time to start working with a massage therapist to take it one step higher/further/better/whatever word you prefer.
She was awesome. So good I gave her 30% tip and booked another appt.
I then came straight home and had a bite to eat, drank about 24 ounces of water and had a nap. I went for a walk and then did some preview Christmas shopping with Craig for two hours. Came home, bbq'd steaks that have been marinating for about 32 hours and roasted baby red potatoes mixed with veggies and fried some mushrooms on the side. We topped it off with 2 bottles of red wine and a family movie.
I really don't know if it is the massage, my family, or the red wine, or the combination of all three or if there is even something more to it I am missing, but I cannot imagine my life getting any better than it is this evening.
It feels like it is Christmas without all the hassle and hububaloo.
I think I may have to change the name of my blog to "Life is good".
I am seriously wondering if it gets any better than it has been this weekend. My family is all together, we are truly enjoying each others company, we are eating fantastic food (which is always a given at a family get together), and I am as relaxed as I have ever been in 20+ years if not longer.
Today I got up, made a bacon and egg breakfast for everyone to wake to the smell of. Had a relaxing breakfast and coffee with the family. Started laundry, did a few fun family chores (yes, some can be fun) and went up/down town for a massage. I have never had a massage as great as this one. Mind you it is only the third one I have ever had. It was fantastic. She hit all the spots I was hoping for ( I have learned, finally, that it helps when you tell them what you would like).
Instead of regaling you with pages of my past health history/problems, I will sum it up to: I carry a lot of tension and stress in my neck and shoulders. So much so that a few months ago I went to see a specialist because I was having a lot of light headedness and ringing in my ears. He diagnosed it as tension and so much tightness in my neck and shoulders that it was cutting off the circulation to my head. This was what was causing the dizziness and ringing in my ears. Scary shit.
I started seeing a homeopathic chiropractor who has done wonders for me. Since the beginning of August I have been working with him and my quality of life has been getting steadily better. I have decided it is now time to start working with a massage therapist to take it one step higher/further/better/whatever word you prefer.
She was awesome. So good I gave her 30% tip and booked another appt.
I then came straight home and had a bite to eat, drank about 24 ounces of water and had a nap. I went for a walk and then did some preview Christmas shopping with Craig for two hours. Came home, bbq'd steaks that have been marinating for about 32 hours and roasted baby red potatoes mixed with veggies and fried some mushrooms on the side. We topped it off with 2 bottles of red wine and a family movie.
I really don't know if it is the massage, my family, or the red wine, or the combination of all three or if there is even something more to it I am missing, but I cannot imagine my life getting any better than it is this evening.
It feels like it is Christmas without all the hassle and hububaloo.
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
My home is complete once again
My kids are home, my kids are home, my kids are home.
In case you didn't hear me, my kids are home!!!
Craig and Stephanie came home for the weekend today. It was so nice to watch them walk in the door. The dogs were so excited. You couldn't wipe the smile off of Kaitlins face either, but she didn't try to jump on them or lick their faces.
Yesterday evening I called them to see when they would be arriving. After I hung up, I hollared, yes, hollared, its what we do, up to D that "Craig & Stephanie would be home somewhere between 6 and 7 pm tommorow night". Tassie who was curled up beside me, looked up at me expectantly. I told her that Stephanie and Craig are coming home. She wagged her tail. I asked her "Wheeeeerrrrrrre'ssss Stephaaaaaaanieeeeeeee?" like I used to many, many years ago to make her run around the house to find her.
She jumped off the couch and ran upstairs and looked for her, then she started sniffing around the front door and hung out there for a few minutes.
It was so cute, I called Stephanie back to tell her what she just did. As I was telling Stephanie, Tassie came back and jumped up into my lap and was trying to get my attention, so I put the phone to Tassie's ear and let Steph talk to her. She was so confused, I felt bad. Tassie is one smart dog, she knows when something is up and she never quite settled back down again. Now she has.
I never wanted to be one of those mom's whose whole lives were wrapped up in their childrens. I have my own idenity without them. I am comfortable in my home with them in their home 300 kms away. BUT, I am still so happy to have them here with me. Damn I miss them.
Life is good.
In case you didn't hear me, my kids are home!!!
Craig and Stephanie came home for the weekend today. It was so nice to watch them walk in the door. The dogs were so excited. You couldn't wipe the smile off of Kaitlins face either, but she didn't try to jump on them or lick their faces.
Yesterday evening I called them to see when they would be arriving. After I hung up, I hollared, yes, hollared, its what we do, up to D that "Craig & Stephanie would be home somewhere between 6 and 7 pm tommorow night". Tassie who was curled up beside me, looked up at me expectantly. I told her that Stephanie and Craig are coming home. She wagged her tail. I asked her "Wheeeeerrrrrrre'ssss Stephaaaaaaanieeeeeeee?" like I used to many, many years ago to make her run around the house to find her.
She jumped off the couch and ran upstairs and looked for her, then she started sniffing around the front door and hung out there for a few minutes.
It was so cute, I called Stephanie back to tell her what she just did. As I was telling Stephanie, Tassie came back and jumped up into my lap and was trying to get my attention, so I put the phone to Tassie's ear and let Steph talk to her. She was so confused, I felt bad. Tassie is one smart dog, she knows when something is up and she never quite settled back down again. Now she has.
I never wanted to be one of those mom's whose whole lives were wrapped up in their childrens. I have my own idenity without them. I am comfortable in my home with them in their home 300 kms away. BUT, I am still so happy to have them here with me. Damn I miss them.
Life is good.
Monday, November 08, 2004
Rumors
Today I arrived at work, started my day as usual & at approximately 9:20 am we lost our phones and computers mid call, mid work. NO phones, NO internet out of the office although we did have about 7 clients manage to get a call through to our office. I don't know how and neither did they. The basic rumor as I have heard it is that someone somewhere cut one of Telus' fibre optic lines. I have not been able to confirm it on any newscast anywhere and I have watched at least 4 different ones now hoping for clarification on what happened. Even now that the phone and internet lines are up, even Telus themselves aren't reporting in on their own newspage.
Other rumors I have heard:
1) All of Alberta & BC are out
2) Only Cold Lake is out
3) Cold Lake and part of Bonnyville are out
4) From Cold Lake to Lloydminster is out
5) Its a virus in the Telus system
6) Terrorists
7) The west coast finally fell into the ocean (this one I tried to start, as my coworkers know I always use to explain any unexplained occurance).
I dislike when people run around saying things they heard like they are true.
Whenever someone says something of the sort to me, I always ask where did they hear it from? And when I repeat something I am not sure of as the source is unconfirmed, I try to always include that what I heard was a rumor and I don't know how true it is. If I do have a confirmed source I will include that in my statement. I used to find rumors kind of amusing, knowing that 99% of it is just that a rumor, but now they annoy me.
A lot of things that used to amuse me now annoy me. Like the Simpsons, King of the Hill & laundry. And things that used to annoy me, I now find amusing, like the wind, rain & bees.
Funny how maturity changes you, if that is what is changing me....
Other rumors I have heard:
1) All of Alberta & BC are out
2) Only Cold Lake is out
3) Cold Lake and part of Bonnyville are out
4) From Cold Lake to Lloydminster is out
5) Its a virus in the Telus system
6) Terrorists
7) The west coast finally fell into the ocean (this one I tried to start, as my coworkers know I always use to explain any unexplained occurance).
I dislike when people run around saying things they heard like they are true.
Whenever someone says something of the sort to me, I always ask where did they hear it from? And when I repeat something I am not sure of as the source is unconfirmed, I try to always include that what I heard was a rumor and I don't know how true it is. If I do have a confirmed source I will include that in my statement. I used to find rumors kind of amusing, knowing that 99% of it is just that a rumor, but now they annoy me.
A lot of things that used to amuse me now annoy me. Like the Simpsons, King of the Hill & laundry. And things that used to annoy me, I now find amusing, like the wind, rain & bees.
Funny how maturity changes you, if that is what is changing me....
I am boring?
I had a great weekend.
The "aunties" went to meet Theya on Saturday. My god she is beautiful. She is so little. I know everyone thinks that about all new borns, but she really is. She smiled at me. She was smiling for just about everyone. We did a little crash Christmas shopping while we were there. I introduced Tami to Michaels. I could tell she enjoyed it as much as I did. I get more christamas craft ideas from there than from the craft shows that are everywhere this time of year. I think I may try my hand at glass etching.
On Sunday I had a great day at home, slept in until the phone rang, had a lazy coffee with D, did laundry, D cleaned up the house, I cleaned up the yard, got all the halloween put away and then uptown for a while, looked at cars for D, got groceries and came home a made a nice supper and shared a bottle of red wine with D. All with a bit of a lazy, no rush, no pressure feeling. It was good.
I am boring.
The "aunties" went to meet Theya on Saturday. My god she is beautiful. She is so little. I know everyone thinks that about all new borns, but she really is. She smiled at me. She was smiling for just about everyone. We did a little crash Christmas shopping while we were there. I introduced Tami to Michaels. I could tell she enjoyed it as much as I did. I get more christamas craft ideas from there than from the craft shows that are everywhere this time of year. I think I may try my hand at glass etching.
On Sunday I had a great day at home, slept in until the phone rang, had a lazy coffee with D, did laundry, D cleaned up the house, I cleaned up the yard, got all the halloween put away and then uptown for a while, looked at cars for D, got groceries and came home a made a nice supper and shared a bottle of red wine with D. All with a bit of a lazy, no rush, no pressure feeling. It was good.
I am boring.
Thursday, November 04, 2004
Now what?
I have been having a hard time with what I want to write here every day. More than not, I can't think of anything other than what sounds in my brain like blabber, so I just don't post. I want to post everyday, but not stuff that someone will start and then not even finish reading because it's not interesting. I have piles of books in my house like that. I automatically want to write about my day, what happened, how I felt, but its the same thing every day. I am thinking I am going to have to start some new activities just so I can write about them.
Let's see, what did I do lately that I don't do everyday?
I had a mini-manicure and hand massage today. The mini manicure was just a filing and buffing of my nails and oiling of my cuticles. I enjoyed it as it was free. It was not worth whatever people pay for it. The hand massage though, that was nice. She massaged almost up to my elbow and spent about 4 minutes on each hand. She used a nice grapefruit lotion that I really liked. It wasn't greasy and smelled fantastic.
Its really hard to relax your hands while someone you have known for 10 minutes rubs and manipulates them. We had a nice conversation, two sided, where we each got to know the other a little, the conversation was almost as enjoyable as the massage. As a result I booked a one hour full body massage with hot stones for 10 days from now. That is not free, but I am expecting to enjoy it even more.
I hate one sided conversations more than I hate talking about myself. I don't enjoy the topic of me, but more than that, I hate it when people hog the discussion to be about them, their life, what they are doing, etc...
Kinda like my blog, where I get to talk about myself and no one can interrupt me. How ironic.
Let's see, what did I do lately that I don't do everyday?
I had a mini-manicure and hand massage today. The mini manicure was just a filing and buffing of my nails and oiling of my cuticles. I enjoyed it as it was free. It was not worth whatever people pay for it. The hand massage though, that was nice. She massaged almost up to my elbow and spent about 4 minutes on each hand. She used a nice grapefruit lotion that I really liked. It wasn't greasy and smelled fantastic.
Its really hard to relax your hands while someone you have known for 10 minutes rubs and manipulates them. We had a nice conversation, two sided, where we each got to know the other a little, the conversation was almost as enjoyable as the massage. As a result I booked a one hour full body massage with hot stones for 10 days from now. That is not free, but I am expecting to enjoy it even more.
I hate one sided conversations more than I hate talking about myself. I don't enjoy the topic of me, but more than that, I hate it when people hog the discussion to be about them, their life, what they are doing, etc...
Kinda like my blog, where I get to talk about myself and no one can interrupt me. How ironic.
Tuesday, November 02, 2004
Ouch
Went to the dentist AGAIN this morning. I had a crown put in about 2 years ago. It was my first crown and I thought it went well. It never really felt right and everytime I was at the dentist for myself or the kids I had it adjusted a little. By adjusted, they either drilled/sanded down a spot to make the "bite" a better fit. Well, I finally got it to where I could chew on that side, about 18 mths after and they decided it wasn't on properly and it should be redone, for free of course. It wasn't gonna cost me anything and I did have problems flossing around that tooth, so sure.
Well here I am today in pain again. Its not the kind of pain that makes you cry, but if I have to take 3 advil every 4 hours, it hurts. I should point out that I have over the years taken a lot of advil and 3 is my standard dose. I am assuming my body has been desensitized to it. Kinda like me and coffee. The first cup doesn't do much, its the second cup that puts life into my brain. Three and I consider myself turned on and warmed up. For extra zing, four will do it.
Back to the teeth. This crown, even with the hurt, definitely feels better already. I can bite and even tried some soft chewing and it was perfectly fine. Wow, maybe it won't take 18 mths to use and I can start on my next crown. Yes, dammit, I still require 2 more.
I have had so much freezing in my mouth in my lifetime, I really do have a metal mouth, that it's old news to me and doesn't even freak me out like it did when I was 15 yrs old. Although, I do have to point out, dental work has come a long way in the past 10 years.
Back to coffee now. I love it. There is no pleasure like a good cup of coffee to me. I could give up chocolate without much of a second thought, I could give up chips although that would be somewhat of a struggle at certain times of the month, but coffee... that would most likely kill me.
I did manage to drink no more than 3 to 4 cups total of decaf during a 2 week stretch (talk about a withdrawal headache, up to 4 advil and then to codeine so I could sleep) not too long ago, and I have been mostly successful at keeping myself to 2 cups a day in the month or so since, but I could NEVER, EVER give it up completely. TIM HORTONS, now there is a real cup of coffee.
Speaking of things I love, I am going to vist Theya on Saturday! And Chair and J too I suppose. I am so excited to meet her. Yes, Blaine we will be there! Kaitlin, Kelly and I for sure, but maybe many more. I want to smell her and cuddle her and feel her and hold her and make her smile and put her in my coat and bring her home.
UMMMmmmm......
Well here I am today in pain again. Its not the kind of pain that makes you cry, but if I have to take 3 advil every 4 hours, it hurts. I should point out that I have over the years taken a lot of advil and 3 is my standard dose. I am assuming my body has been desensitized to it. Kinda like me and coffee. The first cup doesn't do much, its the second cup that puts life into my brain. Three and I consider myself turned on and warmed up. For extra zing, four will do it.
Back to the teeth. This crown, even with the hurt, definitely feels better already. I can bite and even tried some soft chewing and it was perfectly fine. Wow, maybe it won't take 18 mths to use and I can start on my next crown. Yes, dammit, I still require 2 more.
I have had so much freezing in my mouth in my lifetime, I really do have a metal mouth, that it's old news to me and doesn't even freak me out like it did when I was 15 yrs old. Although, I do have to point out, dental work has come a long way in the past 10 years.
Back to coffee now. I love it. There is no pleasure like a good cup of coffee to me. I could give up chocolate without much of a second thought, I could give up chips although that would be somewhat of a struggle at certain times of the month, but coffee... that would most likely kill me.
I did manage to drink no more than 3 to 4 cups total of decaf during a 2 week stretch (talk about a withdrawal headache, up to 4 advil and then to codeine so I could sleep) not too long ago, and I have been mostly successful at keeping myself to 2 cups a day in the month or so since, but I could NEVER, EVER give it up completely. TIM HORTONS, now there is a real cup of coffee.
Speaking of things I love, I am going to vist Theya on Saturday! And Chair and J too I suppose. I am so excited to meet her. Yes, Blaine we will be there! Kaitlin, Kelly and I for sure, but maybe many more. I want to smell her and cuddle her and feel her and hold her and make her smile and put her in my coat and bring her home.
UMMMmmmm......
Thursday, October 28, 2004
273
273 sleeps 'til camping if that's what you are talking about BB. 239 to Banff if we go. 64 'til Christmas if the others seem too far away. 3 to Halloween and your yard isn't decorated yet. For camping & Banff I wasn't going to start until New Years day, but if you want it, there it is.
A blog I read regularly talked about the choice of having a child and the responsibilities of raising one. I have always been serious about raising my children and have given it a lot a consideration over the years but I have never ever thought about if I wanted to have children or not. I first found myself pregnant at 16 yrs old. I was not thinking period! Did I want to bring a child into this world & society we live in? Never crossed my mind. Never did the other two times either. I enjoyed the first one so much, and believed (and still do) he was a miracle of a gift to me, I never considered not doing it again and again. I believe in human kind. There are many many more kind, loving people in the world than not.
In this frantic world of gimme, gimme, gimme, there are many responsible parents raising their children to live a different life. I admire them all. It is not easy to avoid getting caught up in the wanting of today's society. I do it every day. I struggle with what I want and what I need every hour of every day. Its in our face everywhere. How do you fight it all the time. I like to buy things for others, for me, for the dogs, it doesn't matter. It makes me feel good. Money means nothing to me, it is a means to an end. I don't care if I have money, and I sure do want to part with it when I get some. I can't keep a balance in my bank account unless its a negative balance.
Then comes the sleepless nights. Then the money matters. Then I cry and wonder how I don't seem to learn my lesson again and again. I have been through many hard times, and have learned many hard lessons, but this one I struggle with again and again. At least 4 times a year I get myself into a situation that I lose sleep over. It always works out and I am better at making choices for a while and then there I am.... again.
Do I have an underlying need I am trying to fill? Do I need Dr. Phil?
A blog I read regularly talked about the choice of having a child and the responsibilities of raising one. I have always been serious about raising my children and have given it a lot a consideration over the years but I have never ever thought about if I wanted to have children or not. I first found myself pregnant at 16 yrs old. I was not thinking period! Did I want to bring a child into this world & society we live in? Never crossed my mind. Never did the other two times either. I enjoyed the first one so much, and believed (and still do) he was a miracle of a gift to me, I never considered not doing it again and again. I believe in human kind. There are many many more kind, loving people in the world than not.
In this frantic world of gimme, gimme, gimme, there are many responsible parents raising their children to live a different life. I admire them all. It is not easy to avoid getting caught up in the wanting of today's society. I do it every day. I struggle with what I want and what I need every hour of every day. Its in our face everywhere. How do you fight it all the time. I like to buy things for others, for me, for the dogs, it doesn't matter. It makes me feel good. Money means nothing to me, it is a means to an end. I don't care if I have money, and I sure do want to part with it when I get some. I can't keep a balance in my bank account unless its a negative balance.
Then comes the sleepless nights. Then the money matters. Then I cry and wonder how I don't seem to learn my lesson again and again. I have been through many hard times, and have learned many hard lessons, but this one I struggle with again and again. At least 4 times a year I get myself into a situation that I lose sleep over. It always works out and I am better at making choices for a while and then there I am.... again.
Do I have an underlying need I am trying to fill? Do I need Dr. Phil?
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Another one?
How about that, two more good days. Not a great day today, but a good day.
I would love to see a little more sunshine though. I think in the last 12 days we may have had a total of 4 hours of sunshine. It has been overcast, snowing, raining or foggy non stop. I would give the only chocolate cake for 100 miles for a full day of sun. It gets to people, myself included. A sunny day would make everyone's day a good day.
I don't know what the hell to write about. The weather? I am pretty sad if I have to resort to the weather.
Ask me something, anything. I will answer you.
I would love to see a little more sunshine though. I think in the last 12 days we may have had a total of 4 hours of sunshine. It has been overcast, snowing, raining or foggy non stop. I would give the only chocolate cake for 100 miles for a full day of sun. It gets to people, myself included. A sunny day would make everyone's day a good day.
I don't know what the hell to write about. The weather? I am pretty sad if I have to resort to the weather.
Ask me something, anything. I will answer you.
Monday, October 25, 2004
Life is good
I had another good day yesterday. I finished Maggies blanket Saturday night (and I am very proud of it). D was home for the whole day, not working, not learning, not driving a big rig, not playing hockey or on the phone making arrangements to play hockey. We got up, had a coffee or two, had a nice simple family breakfast and cleaned the house. We took Kaitlin to the pool with her cousins, washed my car, put some fuel in it, picked up D's car which had to stay overnight in a parking lot because it had a couple of beers and couldn't drive itself home & then picked up Kaitlin & went to D's parents for dinner and an evening of good food and good company.
While in the midst of cleaning the house, I spoke on the phone with someone I hadn't talked with for a while and he asked me how things were going. I replied "Good. Life is good.". He asked if I had recently won the lottery? I didn't understand why he asked that, so replied somewhat puzzled "no..., why?". He explained that if life was good, I must have won the lottery. He was just joking around, and didn't mean anything by the comment, but it struck me kind of funny.
Do I have to have piles of money to have a good life? To me, a good day, a good hour or even a good laugh are all I need to feel my life is good. I have a nice home, a decent set of wheels, a man who loves and respects me, a job that gives me satisfaction when I can do it well and a happy, healthy family. Why wouldn't life be good? Why shouldn't life be good? Why would a comment such as life is good get such a reply. I just don't understand it. I think I am still puzzled.
I had another good day again today. I worked my ass off (it found me on the way home again though) but actually got somewhere doing it today. Interruptions were reasonable and Kaitlin made a simple but terrific dinner for us with less than one full rack of dishes to do after. I haven't turned the TV on yet today and its now time for bed and a new book I just started.
LIFE IS GOOD!
While in the midst of cleaning the house, I spoke on the phone with someone I hadn't talked with for a while and he asked me how things were going. I replied "Good. Life is good.". He asked if I had recently won the lottery? I didn't understand why he asked that, so replied somewhat puzzled "no..., why?". He explained that if life was good, I must have won the lottery. He was just joking around, and didn't mean anything by the comment, but it struck me kind of funny.
Do I have to have piles of money to have a good life? To me, a good day, a good hour or even a good laugh are all I need to feel my life is good. I have a nice home, a decent set of wheels, a man who loves and respects me, a job that gives me satisfaction when I can do it well and a happy, healthy family. Why wouldn't life be good? Why shouldn't life be good? Why would a comment such as life is good get such a reply. I just don't understand it. I think I am still puzzled.
I had another good day again today. I worked my ass off (it found me on the way home again though) but actually got somewhere doing it today. Interruptions were reasonable and Kaitlin made a simple but terrific dinner for us with less than one full rack of dishes to do after. I haven't turned the TV on yet today and its now time for bed and a new book I just started.
LIFE IS GOOD!
Saturday, October 23, 2004
Random Blog thoughts
I haven't blogged for a few days now and I have found myself being reminded about it. It is on my mind alot, but I just plain haven't gotten to it. I haven't felt well this past week, nothing like a flu or anything, just stressed, PMS'd and generally under the weather. I find it funny that I feel I have to explain why I haven't written anything. I certainly don't owe a blog to anyone and I don't want my blog to take over my life. I don't want to be tied to it. I want to write what I feel like writing when I feel like writing. I want it to enhance my life.
However, I am very pleased that in the very short life of my blog I have already found regular readers. That is a big part of why I am here. And that leads me to another blog thought.
I am worried that I might write something someday that someone might misunderstand or feel is directed at them. I am afraid I may hurt someone's feelings, and may even do it without even being aware I did. But on the other hand I don't want to have to censor myself. So that being said, I am going to use the words of a good friend to try to explain.
"You can't keep everyone happy all the time. If they really love you and are an important part of your life hopefully they will remember that your blog is about you, not them and it is not a reflection of them but of you. They need to respect that good or bad, these are your thoughts and feelings, whether they are just "of the minute" or permanent, they are what they are."
Pretty smart girl, isn't she. Thanks Neesja!
So, that all being said, today has been a good day. D passed his class 1 drivers road test this morning. Way to go Babe! I wasn't worried at all, and I don't think he really was either. This is good stuff for us. Dean has worked very hard for many years for this family and is now able to start a new career of his choice. I am VERY proud of him for two different reasons.
First is for his dedication to me and our family. This guy of mine is not for one second scared of commitment. He has taught me more than I ever thought there was to learn about the subject. He rocks!
Secondly he has worked very hard for the past few weeks to get his license. It's not an easy thing to learn to drive an "eighteen wheeler" in a few weeks. He rocks!
And tonite, Kaitlin and I are having our first craft night. In the winter when D starts hockey, we do girls craft night until Christmas, then we switch to girls movie night until hockey ends. I don't know which ones I like better. They are both so much fun, until Kaitlin hits the age when she would rather spend her weekend evenings with her friends instead of her mother. Like Stephanie did. I don't know what I will do then. Probably have craft/movie nites all by myself or maybe with a girlfriend and a bottle of wine maybe... Umm...
Kaitlin is working on her first ever cross stitch and I am going to make two baby blankets. One for Maggie and one for Theya. When those are done, I must finish my tree skirt for Christmas. I got as far as cutting it all out last year, but never got to the sewing part of it. I would really like to have it done this year.
We also want to make new coats for the dogs. The ones they have now don't quite fit right and get really static-y in the winter, which is when they need them. But we also have to find a project or two to make for Christmas gifts as well. I am hoping to find something on the net tonight. I am kinda thinking of the glass etching thing.
Any ideas anyone?
However, I am very pleased that in the very short life of my blog I have already found regular readers. That is a big part of why I am here. And that leads me to another blog thought.
I am worried that I might write something someday that someone might misunderstand or feel is directed at them. I am afraid I may hurt someone's feelings, and may even do it without even being aware I did. But on the other hand I don't want to have to censor myself. So that being said, I am going to use the words of a good friend to try to explain.
"You can't keep everyone happy all the time. If they really love you and are an important part of your life hopefully they will remember that your blog is about you, not them and it is not a reflection of them but of you. They need to respect that good or bad, these are your thoughts and feelings, whether they are just "of the minute" or permanent, they are what they are."
Pretty smart girl, isn't she. Thanks Neesja!
So, that all being said, today has been a good day. D passed his class 1 drivers road test this morning. Way to go Babe! I wasn't worried at all, and I don't think he really was either. This is good stuff for us. Dean has worked very hard for many years for this family and is now able to start a new career of his choice. I am VERY proud of him for two different reasons.
First is for his dedication to me and our family. This guy of mine is not for one second scared of commitment. He has taught me more than I ever thought there was to learn about the subject. He rocks!
Secondly he has worked very hard for the past few weeks to get his license. It's not an easy thing to learn to drive an "eighteen wheeler" in a few weeks. He rocks!
And tonite, Kaitlin and I are having our first craft night. In the winter when D starts hockey, we do girls craft night until Christmas, then we switch to girls movie night until hockey ends. I don't know which ones I like better. They are both so much fun, until Kaitlin hits the age when she would rather spend her weekend evenings with her friends instead of her mother. Like Stephanie did. I don't know what I will do then. Probably have craft/movie nites all by myself or maybe with a girlfriend and a bottle of wine maybe... Umm...
Kaitlin is working on her first ever cross stitch and I am going to make two baby blankets. One for Maggie and one for Theya. When those are done, I must finish my tree skirt for Christmas. I got as far as cutting it all out last year, but never got to the sewing part of it. I would really like to have it done this year.
We also want to make new coats for the dogs. The ones they have now don't quite fit right and get really static-y in the winter, which is when they need them. But we also have to find a project or two to make for Christmas gifts as well. I am hoping to find something on the net tonight. I am kinda thinking of the glass etching thing.
Any ideas anyone?
Monday, October 18, 2004
Just once
Just once I would like to sit down to do something and not be interrupted. My life is full of interruptions -like right now as I am typing this D bangs the desk drawer into my chair and wants to know where the stapler is-.
I get up in the morning, -the kettle is whistling I must go make the tea-, and I get Kaitlin up, I go pee, she comes in the bathroom, I wash my face, she gets in the shower, I go to the kitchen, she hollars for her towel, I get in the shower, D comes in and brushes his teeth. I get dressed and blow dry my hair, Kaitlin wants to know where her jeans are, I make myself a bowl of cereal, it gets soggy while I help Kaitlin pack her backpack so she gets out the door before the bus comes.
I try to poo, Cricket (one of our two small dogs) whines outside the door, or if it isn't shut all the way, comes in and wants to sit on my lap.
I go to work, get a coffee and take the first client call-Kaitlin announces she is done her homework, has her pj's on & wants me to feel her skin where her underwear made it all puckery- of the day, as I try to finish up my notes on what we discussed another client comes in, while I am serving him, another comes in, while she waits for me to finish with my current client another one, the one I have been trying to get a hold of for a week, calls and gets put through to my voice mail, and then one of the others in the office needs me to tell them why their papers won't print. 2 hours later when I am almost finally done all my processing and notes on the three first clients of the day, my computer throws me out of my program (most likely because I have too many programs open and running at the same time) so I check my voice mail messages. The one from the client I really needed to talk to that called 5 minutes into my day says he is only home for another 1/2 hour then he is going back to work in camp for 30 days and I won't be able to reach him again until his next 3 days off.
This goes on all morning at the office. I can't even eat my lunch without being interrupted. I sometimes try to work through my lunch and eat at my desk, but I can't concentrate as half the staff come into my office one by one to find out why I'm not gone for lunch yet & clients come in and see me at my desk (my office door has a almost door size window in it). To get even a slice of peace in my day, I go -D hollars a phone message to me from the bedroom across the hall- to the lunchroom to eat my lunch.
This goes on all afternoon as well. I go home, before I even have my key out of the door, the dogs are jumping on me and whining and need to be let out for a pee. Kaitlin is asking what's for supper and when will it be ready before my shoes are off my feet. Sometimes I go straight to the kitchen to prepare food after letting the dogs out, of course, last thing I need is pee/poo on the carpet. Funny how they never do it on the floor. Sometimes I go to my bedroom to change out of my office attire first, but D is there watching TV and as soon as I -Kaitlin starts reading out loud over my shoulder and hiccuping loudly and laughing as I write this- start to disrobe, he gets that look...., I put another load of laundry in, fold the one from this morning, feed the dogs while they pee/poo (inside or outside), read all the flyers/notes that came home from school that day, and then start supper after I have been asked 3 times when are we going to eat?
If I sit down to do something, anything, watch TV, read a book, blog, sew, fill out paper work, it happens over and over again.
I know most of it is my fault. I allow it to happen. I love being a caring wife and mother, I prefer no one in the house fold the laundry or cook. I like that my clients expect good service from me, it means I have proven to them that I give it. I like that the staff feel they can come to me anytime for help of any kind, personal or professional and that they care and are concerned when/if I don't take my lunch break right at the time I can.
I don't know how to balance it all so that I can still find a place and time of peace where I can be just me. I don't have that anywhere in my life.
On another note. Today I hurt someone's feelings. I am not proud of that. I am feeling impatient, frustrated (read above) and it is time for me to start my PMS-ie moodiness crap. I gave back what I have been getting for months. I said out loud what everyone has been thinking. I don't feel that what I said or how I said it was out of line for the time and situation, but none-the-less I hurt someone's feelings. That I am not okay with. I know the two of us will talk this out soon, when the time is right and the feelings are not so raw and it will be uncomfortable, but we will work it out, that I am sure of. And we will both be better off for it all, but I still hate the fact I hurt someone's feelings.
I am very sorry. I know I can be a better person than I was at that moment.
Did anyone notice I got two good sized paragraphs and two small ones out without being interrupted? Maybe they got tired of reading about themselves over my shoulder. Maybe when I threw the stapler...
I get up in the morning, -the kettle is whistling I must go make the tea-, and I get Kaitlin up, I go pee, she comes in the bathroom, I wash my face, she gets in the shower, I go to the kitchen, she hollars for her towel, I get in the shower, D comes in and brushes his teeth. I get dressed and blow dry my hair, Kaitlin wants to know where her jeans are, I make myself a bowl of cereal, it gets soggy while I help Kaitlin pack her backpack so she gets out the door before the bus comes.
I try to poo, Cricket (one of our two small dogs) whines outside the door, or if it isn't shut all the way, comes in and wants to sit on my lap.
I go to work, get a coffee and take the first client call-Kaitlin announces she is done her homework, has her pj's on & wants me to feel her skin where her underwear made it all puckery- of the day, as I try to finish up my notes on what we discussed another client comes in, while I am serving him, another comes in, while she waits for me to finish with my current client another one, the one I have been trying to get a hold of for a week, calls and gets put through to my voice mail, and then one of the others in the office needs me to tell them why their papers won't print. 2 hours later when I am almost finally done all my processing and notes on the three first clients of the day, my computer throws me out of my program (most likely because I have too many programs open and running at the same time) so I check my voice mail messages. The one from the client I really needed to talk to that called 5 minutes into my day says he is only home for another 1/2 hour then he is going back to work in camp for 30 days and I won't be able to reach him again until his next 3 days off.
This goes on all morning at the office. I can't even eat my lunch without being interrupted. I sometimes try to work through my lunch and eat at my desk, but I can't concentrate as half the staff come into my office one by one to find out why I'm not gone for lunch yet & clients come in and see me at my desk (my office door has a almost door size window in it). To get even a slice of peace in my day, I go -D hollars a phone message to me from the bedroom across the hall- to the lunchroom to eat my lunch.
This goes on all afternoon as well. I go home, before I even have my key out of the door, the dogs are jumping on me and whining and need to be let out for a pee. Kaitlin is asking what's for supper and when will it be ready before my shoes are off my feet. Sometimes I go straight to the kitchen to prepare food after letting the dogs out, of course, last thing I need is pee/poo on the carpet. Funny how they never do it on the floor. Sometimes I go to my bedroom to change out of my office attire first, but D is there watching TV and as soon as I -Kaitlin starts reading out loud over my shoulder and hiccuping loudly and laughing as I write this- start to disrobe, he gets that look...., I put another load of laundry in, fold the one from this morning, feed the dogs while they pee/poo (inside or outside), read all the flyers/notes that came home from school that day, and then start supper after I have been asked 3 times when are we going to eat?
If I sit down to do something, anything, watch TV, read a book, blog, sew, fill out paper work, it happens over and over again.
I know most of it is my fault. I allow it to happen. I love being a caring wife and mother, I prefer no one in the house fold the laundry or cook. I like that my clients expect good service from me, it means I have proven to them that I give it. I like that the staff feel they can come to me anytime for help of any kind, personal or professional and that they care and are concerned when/if I don't take my lunch break right at the time I can.
I don't know how to balance it all so that I can still find a place and time of peace where I can be just me. I don't have that anywhere in my life.
On another note. Today I hurt someone's feelings. I am not proud of that. I am feeling impatient, frustrated (read above) and it is time for me to start my PMS-ie moodiness crap. I gave back what I have been getting for months. I said out loud what everyone has been thinking. I don't feel that what I said or how I said it was out of line for the time and situation, but none-the-less I hurt someone's feelings. That I am not okay with. I know the two of us will talk this out soon, when the time is right and the feelings are not so raw and it will be uncomfortable, but we will work it out, that I am sure of. And we will both be better off for it all, but I still hate the fact I hurt someone's feelings.
I am very sorry. I know I can be a better person than I was at that moment.
Did anyone notice I got two good sized paragraphs and two small ones out without being interrupted? Maybe they got tired of reading about themselves over my shoulder. Maybe when I threw the stapler...
Saturday, October 16, 2004
Bigger and better
Craig was the most normal labour I had. He was my first. He came out the largest of the three but the shortest of them as well, although I don't think they can catch him on height now. From the first labour pain to the moment he arrived was 8 hours long. It progressed just as it should. As he was my first I didn't really know what I was doing. I remember quite vividly during an intense painful contraction feeling like I was going to die and what the hell did I get myself into. My patient nurse told me not to worry as it was all going to be worth it in the end. I thought she was insane and disliked her so much at that moment I wanted to slap the silly little smile off her face, the smile that says she knows better than I do.
Well, she was right. It was absolutely worth every second. I fell in love with Craig immediately. My God, he was beautiful! He was my man right from the get go. He was so everything. I did not want to be apart from him, ever. Patient nurse, where ever you are, I now know that look and I am sure I use it all the time.
Stephanie was the middle child, the middle weight and the middle length of the three, but she took her squatting rights very seriously. My sister and I were pregnant together. She was due two weeks after me. My due date came and went, hers was nearing and her doctor told her that as everyone was ready, she should take castor oil to help start things going. She did. Within hours she went into labour. She had her baby a few days before her due date and I was still expecting. This did not sit well with me. I took a tablespoon of what looked, smelled, tasted and felt like liquid vaseline. Twelve hours later, nothing yet. I took another tablespoon and went to bed. I woke up at two in the morning with an intense contractions and they continued every two minutes. By the time I got the house up, got 3 year old Craig awake, peed, dressed and packed for a night at Grandma's, all with full painful contractions every 2 minutes, dropped Craig off at Grandma's and got to the hospital it was over an hour later. The nurse patiently checked me in, and helped me up onto a bed. I asked to go to the washroom as I felt very strongly I had to go. She said I could go after she did an exam. She didn't take long, as I was already crowning. I can still hear her gasp and she looked me right in the eye and said "Whatever you do, DON'T go to the bathroom or your baby will be born in the toilet" and ran out the door. She was back in 30 seconds, saying the doctor is being called and there is no time to shave me (heehee, I liked that). Stephanie was born about 30 minutes later. And I fell in love again. That moment you meet face to face is undescribable. She was so perfect. She was Stephanie.
After she was delivered, my doctor asked my husband to please go and park his car, it was the one running with the lights on and keys still in it in front of the front door. Wow, I really made him move.
Kaitlin was the most painful of all my three experiences with labour. She was the smallest but the longest of the three. She also took her squatting rights seriously. I was exactly 2 weeks overdue. My Doctor said there is no time like the present and decided to break my water to start things going. After the castor oil, I thought this was a good idea. THEN he came at me down there with a LARGE crochet hook and tried to pull all the hair out. Maybe he thought he would save the nurse from having to shave me. In less than an hour labour started and it proceeded quite fast. My labour was all in my back. It was awful. The first two were a walk in the park compared to this. Kaitlin came out with the cord wrapped around her neck twice. I didn't know, but I could tell the doctor was concerned about something but I was in pain. She told me NOT to push. Later, Dean said Kaitlin was blue, really, really blue.
Kaitlin joined our family just over three hours from the crochet hook experience. Even with all the back pain, which I still have problems with to this day, she is worth it. More falling, more love. I still remember the emotions clearly. So overwhelming, so beautiful. Probably alot hormonal, but I don't care. I would go through everyone of those contractions again in a flash for that moment when the world stops and its just me and Craig/Stephanie/Kaitlin.
I love you guys even more today than I did then. You are still so wonderful, beautiful, enchanting and make my life so worthwhile.
Thank you.
Well, she was right. It was absolutely worth every second. I fell in love with Craig immediately. My God, he was beautiful! He was my man right from the get go. He was so everything. I did not want to be apart from him, ever. Patient nurse, where ever you are, I now know that look and I am sure I use it all the time.
Stephanie was the middle child, the middle weight and the middle length of the three, but she took her squatting rights very seriously. My sister and I were pregnant together. She was due two weeks after me. My due date came and went, hers was nearing and her doctor told her that as everyone was ready, she should take castor oil to help start things going. She did. Within hours she went into labour. She had her baby a few days before her due date and I was still expecting. This did not sit well with me. I took a tablespoon of what looked, smelled, tasted and felt like liquid vaseline. Twelve hours later, nothing yet. I took another tablespoon and went to bed. I woke up at two in the morning with an intense contractions and they continued every two minutes. By the time I got the house up, got 3 year old Craig awake, peed, dressed and packed for a night at Grandma's, all with full painful contractions every 2 minutes, dropped Craig off at Grandma's and got to the hospital it was over an hour later. The nurse patiently checked me in, and helped me up onto a bed. I asked to go to the washroom as I felt very strongly I had to go. She said I could go after she did an exam. She didn't take long, as I was already crowning. I can still hear her gasp and she looked me right in the eye and said "Whatever you do, DON'T go to the bathroom or your baby will be born in the toilet" and ran out the door. She was back in 30 seconds, saying the doctor is being called and there is no time to shave me (heehee, I liked that). Stephanie was born about 30 minutes later. And I fell in love again. That moment you meet face to face is undescribable. She was so perfect. She was Stephanie.
After she was delivered, my doctor asked my husband to please go and park his car, it was the one running with the lights on and keys still in it in front of the front door. Wow, I really made him move.
Kaitlin was the most painful of all my three experiences with labour. She was the smallest but the longest of the three. She also took her squatting rights seriously. I was exactly 2 weeks overdue. My Doctor said there is no time like the present and decided to break my water to start things going. After the castor oil, I thought this was a good idea. THEN he came at me down there with a LARGE crochet hook and tried to pull all the hair out. Maybe he thought he would save the nurse from having to shave me. In less than an hour labour started and it proceeded quite fast. My labour was all in my back. It was awful. The first two were a walk in the park compared to this. Kaitlin came out with the cord wrapped around her neck twice. I didn't know, but I could tell the doctor was concerned about something but I was in pain. She told me NOT to push. Later, Dean said Kaitlin was blue, really, really blue.
Kaitlin joined our family just over three hours from the crochet hook experience. Even with all the back pain, which I still have problems with to this day, she is worth it. More falling, more love. I still remember the emotions clearly. So overwhelming, so beautiful. Probably alot hormonal, but I don't care. I would go through everyone of those contractions again in a flash for that moment when the world stops and its just me and Craig/Stephanie/Kaitlin.
I love you guys even more today than I did then. You are still so wonderful, beautiful, enchanting and make my life so worthwhile.
Thank you.
They are here
I have been lucky enough to have 2 nieces born this week. Maggie was born in Calgary on Oct 9th and Theya was born early this morning in Edmonton. Congrats to both, I can't wait for pictures and a chance to go visiting.
I had a long emotional post done up recalling the birth of my three children, but when I went to publish it, it disappeared.
I will leave it for now as "I loved the experience more than I could have ever imagined and they were all so worth every single second of pain. I love you guys so much!"
I was ready to cry the whole time I wrote it, but now that its gone I really want to cry.
I had a long emotional post done up recalling the birth of my three children, but when I went to publish it, it disappeared.
I will leave it for now as "I loved the experience more than I could have ever imagined and they were all so worth every single second of pain. I love you guys so much!"
I was ready to cry the whole time I wrote it, but now that its gone I really want to cry.
Friday, October 15, 2004
Thursday, October 14, 2004
Wednesday, October 13, 2004
Excitement
Looks like Chair and J are going to have an exciting night tonight. Her water broke around 7 pm and she has started contractions. I will post as soon as I know what's going on.
I had a nap after work today, although by the time I got home I felt like I had caught my second wind. I read the newpaper and then slept for about an hour until I was awoken by the phone. Mom calling to tell me Chair & J's news. The nap was what I needed to get past the bitch I felt today. Or maybe it was getting away from all the people who think they know everything, including me, better than I do. I had a hard time today not snapping at people when they expressed their opinions as fact and expressed it in a way that said "you don't know what you're talking about, only I do and I'm always right". As much as I want to keep the peace and as tolerant as I try my best to be, today was hard.
Actually it has been hard for the past few weeks. It has been crazy-ass busy due to AutoReform and due to all kinds of training required for auto reform and staff personal reasons we have also been running short on staff for weeks. This combination has been hard on everyones nerves at work and I am no exception. I predict it will go on for at least another month and maybe even longer now that we just found out we have been purchased by ING.
It shouldn't make too much of a difference in our day to day operations, but it will be indirectly a lot more work and client phone calls.
It seems like its been one thing after another since I started working for Canada Brokerlink and it has been snowballing since. Oh well, we have a pretty nice arrangement I think, they keep paying me and I keep working for them.
Not that I don't like my job or where I work, I really, really do. Okay so maybe the bitch isn't completely gone yet.
I had a nap after work today, although by the time I got home I felt like I had caught my second wind. I read the newpaper and then slept for about an hour until I was awoken by the phone. Mom calling to tell me Chair & J's news. The nap was what I needed to get past the bitch I felt today. Or maybe it was getting away from all the people who think they know everything, including me, better than I do. I had a hard time today not snapping at people when they expressed their opinions as fact and expressed it in a way that said "you don't know what you're talking about, only I do and I'm always right". As much as I want to keep the peace and as tolerant as I try my best to be, today was hard.
Actually it has been hard for the past few weeks. It has been crazy-ass busy due to AutoReform and due to all kinds of training required for auto reform and staff personal reasons we have also been running short on staff for weeks. This combination has been hard on everyones nerves at work and I am no exception. I predict it will go on for at least another month and maybe even longer now that we just found out we have been purchased by ING.
It shouldn't make too much of a difference in our day to day operations, but it will be indirectly a lot more work and client phone calls.
It seems like its been one thing after another since I started working for Canada Brokerlink and it has been snowballing since. Oh well, we have a pretty nice arrangement I think, they keep paying me and I keep working for them.
Not that I don't like my job or where I work, I really, really do. Okay so maybe the bitch isn't completely gone yet.
Saturday, October 09, 2004
morning
its 9:39 am. Just shaking the cobwebs out of my mind, body and as always, working on my soul. Right now I feel like a had a great sleep, but my memory tells me different. How does that work?
I came within a foot of smashing my car into another last nite. It would have been completely my fault. Someone could have been hurt badly. It was late, I was tired, I thought I knew the intersection, but I was wrong. This will haunt me for a while. I hate when I screw up something that I should know better. It's different when its an honest mistake and you're learning. This was just plain carelessness on my part. I always say [I hate that saying in itself "I always say" "My mom always said" "My teacher always says" but thats another blog] anyways, I always say [still hate it] "Mistakes are part of learning, as long as you learn from them it's ok". I learned something big from this one. Never will I attempt that turn at that interection again. I will go another way. I know, its a easy cop out. I will however, walk down to that corner this morning and take a good look at it in the daylight. It's on the block where I slept last nite.
I came within a foot of smashing my car into another last nite. It would have been completely my fault. Someone could have been hurt badly. It was late, I was tired, I thought I knew the intersection, but I was wrong. This will haunt me for a while. I hate when I screw up something that I should know better. It's different when its an honest mistake and you're learning. This was just plain carelessness on my part. I always say [I hate that saying in itself "I always say" "My mom always said" "My teacher always says" but thats another blog] anyways, I always say [still hate it] "Mistakes are part of learning, as long as you learn from them it's ok". I learned something big from this one. Never will I attempt that turn at that interection again. I will go another way. I know, its a easy cop out. I will however, walk down to that corner this morning and take a good look at it in the daylight. It's on the block where I slept last nite.
Friday, October 08, 2004
Thanksgiving
We are heading off to Whitecourt late this afternoon to hang out in a Den of Baskervilles and eat turkey, sunshine-free range-organic turkey, and drink homemade red wine. I am sure there will be a constant Skip-bo game going as well. I am looking forward to seeing what Whitecourt looks like in Autumn. I've only seen it in spring and it was beautiful then.
We have a few stops to make on the way, one to leave the dogs at my mom's for the weekend and one to pick up Craig & Stephanie so they can join us for the festive weekend. The weather is supposed to hold so I have high expectations for long walks in the sun too.
On the way back we will be stopping at Chair's and I will be joining her, J, Kelly and my GOOD friend Karie, that I haven't seen for more than 30 secondsin the last year, to enjoy an evening with Sting and Annie Lennox. Then the 3 hour drive back after the concert and back to work at 9am the next morning.
I'm hoping to be relaxed and rested enough from the weekend to blaze right through the middle of the night drive home and work the next day. Although I am pretty sure I won't be doing much at home Wednesday evening.
On another note, our office is having a halloween dress up contest. I want our branch to WIN!! Any suggestions out there for 7 women?
We have a few stops to make on the way, one to leave the dogs at my mom's for the weekend and one to pick up Craig & Stephanie so they can join us for the festive weekend. The weather is supposed to hold so I have high expectations for long walks in the sun too.
On the way back we will be stopping at Chair's and I will be joining her, J, Kelly and my GOOD friend Karie, that I haven't seen for more than 30 secondsin the last year, to enjoy an evening with Sting and Annie Lennox. Then the 3 hour drive back after the concert and back to work at 9am the next morning.
I'm hoping to be relaxed and rested enough from the weekend to blaze right through the middle of the night drive home and work the next day. Although I am pretty sure I won't be doing much at home Wednesday evening.
On another note, our office is having a halloween dress up contest. I want our branch to WIN!! Any suggestions out there for 7 women?
Thursday, October 07, 2004
Testing, testing 1,2,3
Hello Blog world.
Here I am. Hope we are ready for each other. Here goes...
Today started out emotionally draining, sometime around noon I recovered my self and then by mid afternoon I was exhausted. I came home from work to a meal prepared by my husband and dishes done by my husband. He is very good at keeping up on dirty dishes, but preparing supper is not something he likes to do and thats alright with me. BUT, to come home to an unexpected meal after the ups and downs of my day was very enriching. And it was a fine meal too. Meatloaf, one of my favorites with rice and steamed fresh garden carrots...Yumm..AND a bottle of red wine to go with it. It doesn't get much better.
Then I started laundry, put a migrainie 12 yr old to bed and turned on my PC to find that "this" blog is ready and waiting for me. Thanks a bunch Chair. I have been trying for 2 weeks to get my geocities site up and running, but haven't even been able to get the program to load.
This is new to me and I don't expect to be very good or exciting but I promise to try. We are heading out of town for thanksgiving weekend, if I can find an hour to myself and a computer to work on, I will let you know what I'm up to. For now, stayed tuned, if you want.
Here I am. Hope we are ready for each other. Here goes...
Today started out emotionally draining, sometime around noon I recovered my self and then by mid afternoon I was exhausted. I came home from work to a meal prepared by my husband and dishes done by my husband. He is very good at keeping up on dirty dishes, but preparing supper is not something he likes to do and thats alright with me. BUT, to come home to an unexpected meal after the ups and downs of my day was very enriching. And it was a fine meal too. Meatloaf, one of my favorites with rice and steamed fresh garden carrots...Yumm..AND a bottle of red wine to go with it. It doesn't get much better.
Then I started laundry, put a migrainie 12 yr old to bed and turned on my PC to find that "this" blog is ready and waiting for me. Thanks a bunch Chair. I have been trying for 2 weeks to get my geocities site up and running, but haven't even been able to get the program to load.
This is new to me and I don't expect to be very good or exciting but I promise to try. We are heading out of town for thanksgiving weekend, if I can find an hour to myself and a computer to work on, I will let you know what I'm up to. For now, stayed tuned, if you want.
Wednesday, October 06, 2004
Hello, is this working?
This is Chair, getting things rolling for Monarch, taking up my valuable Mat Leave to slave away on blogger.. har har, au contrair, ma soeur! I'm honored to be able to help and that you trust me to get this started (of course you can always delete this later!).
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