Christmas Eve was a fantastic day of fun and play, like clockwork the kiddies were plum tuckered out, wrote out their letters to santa, counted out eight big carrots for the reindeer's and only grumbled a little when we realized Mama forgot to buy cookies (and this mama doesn't bake) The smiles return when I poured out a plateful of Whoppers and said..."I know for a fact Santa LOVES whoppers...it will be a nice change thru his night!" by 9:15pm both kiddies asleep in their beds, My Love and I popping our yearly xmas cheer of Jager, and wrapping the presents. It was just before 1am when we decided one last brew to cap off the night, sitting at the kitchen table listening to xmas tunes on the radio, My love had completed his duties chewing BIG chunks from the carrots, me devouring the whoppers and finishing up Santa's reply. That's when our Christmas began this year...ten to one in the morning, as Aspen appeared in the kitchen smiling and groggy. I looked at My Love? what do we do? Aspen looked at the table, with her smile growing large "LOOK Mama~! HE was here...the reindeer ate their carrots~!" Being the quick thinking Mama I asked "did Daisy wake you up too? I think Santa woke her up, and then She woke me up...he was here!" Aspen ran to the bedroom to wake up Ryki ...who was already awake "HE WAS HERE RYKI HE WAS HERE" My Love and I in the kitchen giggling THEY STILL BELIEVE I heard Ryki from the top bunk "I told you he would bring us the bike?" "no!" said Jane "I only saw a fishing pole" I am guessing she was a little foggy as she walked thru the living room...how else do you miss a shiny red dirt bike? So we celebrated, smiled and giggled from 1am to Three, returned to bed and back at it again by 7am! a LONG Christmas day...but smiles all around~!
Boxing Day brought my parents and the beach boy home for the holidays, more smiles, more giggles, more laughing as Gramps fell off the GT, and Gram fell in a hole of fresh powder snow posing in the picture tree. Lots of chocolate, snacking and turkey. Much to the dismay of Ryki I am sure 'let me guess whats for dinner? TURKEY and tomorrow TURKEY and the next day..more FREAK'N TURKEY" He will be happy today...there is no more turkey, its all in the crock pot simmering the perfect TURKEY soup~! And I am pleased to report, that for the first time in MANY years...My Love and I kicked some royal behind at the kitchen table for the holiday rounds of Euchre with my folks. Happy dances all around~!
Now we are onto week two of the holiday season, Alex is home for the week, and we actually have snow left following a long and windy rain storm yesterday....now we wait for fresh powder, for the north wind to blow and the snow to return, covering up the hard dirty mess left behind. I am sure any moment I will hear...we R bored, there is nothing to do....to which I will point to a pile of STUFF on the floor and say...find something...OR clean you room~!
and the giggle in my day so far this morning? After listening to Ryki's newest habit (BOYZ!) of loudly grunting and moaning while in the bathroom, making sure everyone in the house knows where and what he is up to...I suggested he not do that...'you will get hemorrhoids' the moaning stopped and I heard
"mama? whats a hemERoid"
great...now I have to explain that? hmmm?
Monday, December 29, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
Funny Family Friday
let the holidays begin~! the last few daze before Christmas, and still lots of stuff to do...augh! Today the dreaded Friday chore of cleaning the house...I will get to that in a moment. I think even My Love was hoping for an easy day when he bundled up for work this morning. Not the Snowmageddon they are getting in the south...but damn cold outside...brrr~!
so randomly funny this week around the acres...
every night after my favorite 30mins...Cornation Street, we all gather in the living room and you can hear Aspen and Ryki shouting in their DEEPEST voices "THIS is JEOPARDY" and for 30mins we all sit around shouting answers, and keeping score of who gets the most right. I spend the 30mins giggling because honestly the answers that are shouted out...sometimes have NOTHING to do with the questions and the excitment that comes over their faces when they get an answer right is priceless. Wednesday night I was in the kitchen listening to the 'shhhh! for god sakes its final jeopardy' "I need to hear the question" I didn't hear the question, but I did hear Aspen shouting "anne of green gables! Anne of Green Gables! Anne of Green Gables!!" "I KNOW this one...I won I won I won~!" the answer to final jeopary? Anne of Green Gables~! There was high fives flying every where...Cheeks rosy red, and smiles all around~! Now if I had the chance...we may have asked our fellow Cannuck Alex Trebak if Ryki's answer was MORE correct. The question involves a picture of a house, recently seen in a 2008 Movie. The Movie was actually called...Anne of Green Gables, Anne of no where in Particular...which was Ryki's answer...particularly correct I think!
My Love, the Window Diva had an interesting week, working on a century old home, replacing sixteen windows. Now as a professional, he likes to include a personal touch when working often sharing in a story or too, some chit chat as he lets his hands thaw from the temps outside, knowing a smile and a friendly hello sometimes involves a hot tea in the afternoon, or maybe a homemade treat. The client this week is a young lady under thirty, recently inheriting the century old home (HUGE HOME) and remodelling it to be a new Wellness Centre, Spa and Retreat. A place for people to go, relax and rejuvenate thru yoga, knitting and meditation. 'she is nuts' is what My Love told me over dinner last night. It started with her explanation of her "visions" her life as a reincarnated soul of a lady next door from fifty years ago, which had brought her back to the area to fulfill her dreams and visions... it ended with her thanking My Love for his job well done, and further explanations of her heightened spiritual emotions this week in the presence of My Love. Her figuring of how it cannot be a coincidence that Jesus was a carpenter, and Jesus had a beard. My love..also a carpenter, and also a man with a beard, that somehow the Lord has sent the spirit of Jesus through my love to bless her home during this festive season. For My Love...a tense moment where he had to control himself ...not to laugh, to respect the beliefs of this young lady, exiting the home on a mission 'for a tool' passing by his young apprentice who asked.."where you going?" to which my smartass Window Diva replied..."I going outside to catch my breath...I might even try walking on water...Jesus is with me today"
its minus twenty something outside right now...where are my crazy kids? sliding down the hill on their crazy carpets....who's nuts today?
Daisy is smiling alot these days, happy moments...damn dog moments...she gets very excited bearing her teeth...I think the damn dog has grown again~! turning into a machine like our Lady Liberty.
The kids went $store shopping this week for xmas. for the last month they have earned five dollars each a week with the big pay off this week. Twenty dollars to shop for xmas...twenty reasons explaining why it is not time to shop for ourselves, twenty smiles when it was all added up ...ten dollars for presents, five dollars for saving, and five dollars for the poor..correction 'not the poor! for charity" says Jane. A proud Mama moment~! I still need to shop, brave the crowds the grumps and the parking lots....and buy wrapping paper. Something My Love just doesn't get. Why didn't I buy wrapping paper yet? Well because when you have two little ones there with you shopping you kinda bust the whole dream of Santa when their presents are wrapped in something they SAW you buy??! duh!
Happy Holidays ~!
so randomly funny this week around the acres...
every night after my favorite 30mins...Cornation Street, we all gather in the living room and you can hear Aspen and Ryki shouting in their DEEPEST voices "THIS is JEOPARDY" and for 30mins we all sit around shouting answers, and keeping score of who gets the most right. I spend the 30mins giggling because honestly the answers that are shouted out...sometimes have NOTHING to do with the questions and the excitment that comes over their faces when they get an answer right is priceless. Wednesday night I was in the kitchen listening to the 'shhhh! for god sakes its final jeopardy' "I need to hear the question" I didn't hear the question, but I did hear Aspen shouting "anne of green gables! Anne of Green Gables! Anne of Green Gables!!" "I KNOW this one...I won I won I won~!" the answer to final jeopary? Anne of Green Gables~! There was high fives flying every where...Cheeks rosy red, and smiles all around~! Now if I had the chance...we may have asked our fellow Cannuck Alex Trebak if Ryki's answer was MORE correct. The question involves a picture of a house, recently seen in a 2008 Movie. The Movie was actually called...Anne of Green Gables, Anne of no where in Particular...which was Ryki's answer...particularly correct I think!
My Love, the Window Diva had an interesting week, working on a century old home, replacing sixteen windows. Now as a professional, he likes to include a personal touch when working often sharing in a story or too, some chit chat as he lets his hands thaw from the temps outside, knowing a smile and a friendly hello sometimes involves a hot tea in the afternoon, or maybe a homemade treat. The client this week is a young lady under thirty, recently inheriting the century old home (HUGE HOME) and remodelling it to be a new Wellness Centre, Spa and Retreat. A place for people to go, relax and rejuvenate thru yoga, knitting and meditation. 'she is nuts' is what My Love told me over dinner last night. It started with her explanation of her "visions" her life as a reincarnated soul of a lady next door from fifty years ago, which had brought her back to the area to fulfill her dreams and visions... it ended with her thanking My Love for his job well done, and further explanations of her heightened spiritual emotions this week in the presence of My Love. Her figuring of how it cannot be a coincidence that Jesus was a carpenter, and Jesus had a beard. My love..also a carpenter, and also a man with a beard, that somehow the Lord has sent the spirit of Jesus through my love to bless her home during this festive season. For My Love...a tense moment where he had to control himself ...not to laugh, to respect the beliefs of this young lady, exiting the home on a mission 'for a tool' passing by his young apprentice who asked.."where you going?" to which my smartass Window Diva replied..."I going outside to catch my breath...I might even try walking on water...Jesus is with me today"
its minus twenty something outside right now...where are my crazy kids? sliding down the hill on their crazy carpets....who's nuts today?
Daisy is smiling alot these days, happy moments...damn dog moments...she gets very excited bearing her teeth...I think the damn dog has grown again~! turning into a machine like our Lady Liberty.
The kids went $store shopping this week for xmas. for the last month they have earned five dollars each a week with the big pay off this week. Twenty dollars to shop for xmas...twenty reasons explaining why it is not time to shop for ourselves, twenty smiles when it was all added up ...ten dollars for presents, five dollars for saving, and five dollars for the poor..correction 'not the poor! for charity" says Jane. A proud Mama moment~! I still need to shop, brave the crowds the grumps and the parking lots....and buy wrapping paper. Something My Love just doesn't get. Why didn't I buy wrapping paper yet? Well because when you have two little ones there with you shopping you kinda bust the whole dream of Santa when their presents are wrapped in something they SAW you buy??! duh!
Happy Holidays ~!
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Confessions of A Loon
well lets start it right off by saying while I should be organizing paperwork, reviewing websites, and filling in line 47 on line 56 adding that to line 150 and coming out with a solid answer...
confession...I never took accounting in school, filling in all those lines AND understanding what the hell they mean?! drives my brain batty...I have an accountant for that stuff...and honestly...I am not in the mood to get started yet today...so here I am blogging confessions
holiday confessions....while there have been a few years we actually made christmas cards to send out to friends and family, there are also a few years that NOTHING none of them got mailed out. I never send cards, xmas, bday's, etc I am terrible at it really...LAZY? and it rarely happens. When my dad's side of the family back in the home town threw me a wedding shower...one of the gifts my mom gave me was a box of thankyou cards&stamps...enough for all the guests, all I had to do was fill them out. I did it but not because I wanted to ...because there were forty some odd people there that day that saw me open the damn cards...so obviously they would be expecting them right?
Thats why I love email...quick easy no need to find buy and fill in the cards, and worse..no need to go to the post office
Yesterday I went to the post office TWICE~! in a mad dash to try to get some stuff out in time for xmas, while I had been waiting for the funds to be available, I managed to sell a chicken over the weeks giving me the funds early...still my fifteen dollars only bought stamps for three things, and I had five. When I arrived home..what did I find? my xmas funds had come early and I could have done it ALL in one shot~! I did get ALL the pkgs out that I wanted to...but in confessing to the above..when you find a little loony something in the mail, my apologizes now..the place was freaking packed, I stuffed what I had in and neglected to stuff in the little note saying hello, happy holidays and best wishes. Luckily I am guessing once the pkg is opened...all will be self explained
Shopping...I hate it~! I am a cheapskate shopper that doesn't want to spend money on junk, I only go INTO the malls when absolutely necessary carefully making strategic plans on where to go in, where the store is and how the hell to get out of there fast. I don't think its the crowds as much as the air in the malls. Even as a kid I couldn't stand them, I feel icky knowing its not fresh air I am breathing...its recycled...ya this is where the germ~o`phobe comes in maybe eh?
I started my xmas shopping Satuday...I managed to get pj's for all, slippers for dad, two small things for aspen and ryki, a MICROSCOPE KIT for the homeschool'n brats, and three Crazy Carpets...then I saw the snow outside coming down and opted to come home...no more shopping for me
The crazy carpets were more to satisfy my childhood memories than to provide fun for my kids...but for $2.29 the fun lasted all weekend long...a hell of a lot cheaper and more giggles than a video game I would say~!
I was AMAZED by my love this weekend when he went out to get us a new crock pot.....HE SHOPPED...he came home with xmas presents for the kids~! this is something that rarely happens, a thorn in my side as the battle has continued yearly as I try to explain my hatred for shopping. Typical man says...'its easy' just spend xxxfor each kid how hard can that be? well when one kid is interested in stuff that cost xxx and another kid is extactic with a few things that cost only xx ...how do you explain to the young minds...the difference between one gift and three?? do you include the receipts to show it is fair? do you worry that they will not notice the difference in costs..only the difference in number of presents. that is why I hate shopping, that is why I was amazed my Love managed to do some, cause honestly...for over five years now I have threatened to make him do it all....and if I am being honest...I would NEVER let that happen...I am a cheapskate...he is a kid in the candy store, spending $$ and not looking back....he doesn't have to ...I do the damn books~!
I have starting planning a new project for the new year..a flickr thing, a photo thing a 365sorta thing. i have wanted to do this for a while, even looked into some groups...confessing I suck at following the rules ...I couldn't find a group that wasn't going to annoy me with the rules...so I made my own. no rules, pick your own theme, and hell if you can't make 365pics...givertake 52~!
I have been so inspired by the photos of friends and strangers, encouraged to improve my loony photography skills, hoping this is a way to continue the fun, to share different themes, and pics, skills and tricks.....now if I could just narrow it down...how many photos can one Loon take? I know ...TOOO MANY~! 365daze of dinner with loony for sure, and trying to narrow down one more...365loony things on the acres? 365 loony smiles of the day 365 daze of damn dog? hmmm...sooo many ideas and only a couple weeks left..start date 01/01/09
final confession...I have a circle of BRIE in the fridge, I bought on sale for xmas....I want to eat it NOW, I donot want to wait....I want to roast some garlic, smoosh it into the melted cheese squish it between two rice crackers...and enjoy~!!!!! tooo bad I turn into a walking smelling clove of garlic when I am done...My Love will bust me for sure, and has already declared that a once a year treat...cause it is TRUE...I SMELL like Garlic for atleast three days when this favorite treat is done~!
confession...I never took accounting in school, filling in all those lines AND understanding what the hell they mean?! drives my brain batty...I have an accountant for that stuff...and honestly...I am not in the mood to get started yet today...so here I am blogging confessions
holiday confessions....while there have been a few years we actually made christmas cards to send out to friends and family, there are also a few years that NOTHING none of them got mailed out. I never send cards, xmas, bday's, etc I am terrible at it really...LAZY? and it rarely happens. When my dad's side of the family back in the home town threw me a wedding shower...one of the gifts my mom gave me was a box of thankyou cards&stamps...enough for all the guests, all I had to do was fill them out. I did it but not because I wanted to ...because there were forty some odd people there that day that saw me open the damn cards...so obviously they would be expecting them right?
Thats why I love email...quick easy no need to find buy and fill in the cards, and worse..no need to go to the post office
Yesterday I went to the post office TWICE~! in a mad dash to try to get some stuff out in time for xmas, while I had been waiting for the funds to be available, I managed to sell a chicken over the weeks giving me the funds early...still my fifteen dollars only bought stamps for three things, and I had five. When I arrived home..what did I find? my xmas funds had come early and I could have done it ALL in one shot~! I did get ALL the pkgs out that I wanted to...but in confessing to the above..when you find a little loony something in the mail, my apologizes now..the place was freaking packed, I stuffed what I had in and neglected to stuff in the little note saying hello, happy holidays and best wishes. Luckily I am guessing once the pkg is opened...all will be self explained
Shopping...I hate it~! I am a cheapskate shopper that doesn't want to spend money on junk, I only go INTO the malls when absolutely necessary carefully making strategic plans on where to go in, where the store is and how the hell to get out of there fast. I don't think its the crowds as much as the air in the malls. Even as a kid I couldn't stand them, I feel icky knowing its not fresh air I am breathing...its recycled...ya this is where the germ~o`phobe comes in maybe eh?
I started my xmas shopping Satuday...I managed to get pj's for all, slippers for dad, two small things for aspen and ryki, a MICROSCOPE KIT for the homeschool'n brats, and three Crazy Carpets...then I saw the snow outside coming down and opted to come home...no more shopping for me
The crazy carpets were more to satisfy my childhood memories than to provide fun for my kids...but for $2.29 the fun lasted all weekend long...a hell of a lot cheaper and more giggles than a video game I would say~!
I was AMAZED by my love this weekend when he went out to get us a new crock pot.....HE SHOPPED...he came home with xmas presents for the kids~! this is something that rarely happens, a thorn in my side as the battle has continued yearly as I try to explain my hatred for shopping. Typical man says...'its easy' just spend xxxfor each kid how hard can that be? well when one kid is interested in stuff that cost xxx and another kid is extactic with a few things that cost only xx ...how do you explain to the young minds...the difference between one gift and three?? do you include the receipts to show it is fair? do you worry that they will not notice the difference in costs..only the difference in number of presents. that is why I hate shopping, that is why I was amazed my Love managed to do some, cause honestly...for over five years now I have threatened to make him do it all....and if I am being honest...I would NEVER let that happen...I am a cheapskate...he is a kid in the candy store, spending $$ and not looking back....he doesn't have to ...I do the damn books~!
I have starting planning a new project for the new year..a flickr thing, a photo thing a 365sorta thing. i have wanted to do this for a while, even looked into some groups...confessing I suck at following the rules ...I couldn't find a group that wasn't going to annoy me with the rules...so I made my own. no rules, pick your own theme, and hell if you can't make 365pics...givertake 52~!
I have been so inspired by the photos of friends and strangers, encouraged to improve my loony photography skills, hoping this is a way to continue the fun, to share different themes, and pics, skills and tricks.....now if I could just narrow it down...how many photos can one Loon take? I know ...TOOO MANY~! 365daze of dinner with loony for sure, and trying to narrow down one more...365loony things on the acres? 365 loony smiles of the day 365 daze of damn dog? hmmm...sooo many ideas and only a couple weeks left..start date 01/01/09
final confession...I have a circle of BRIE in the fridge, I bought on sale for xmas....I want to eat it NOW, I donot want to wait....I want to roast some garlic, smoosh it into the melted cheese squish it between two rice crackers...and enjoy~!!!!! tooo bad I turn into a walking smelling clove of garlic when I am done...My Love will bust me for sure, and has already declared that a once a year treat...cause it is TRUE...I SMELL like Garlic for atleast three days when this favorite treat is done~!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Many Moons ago...
I was attending a concert at Lu Lu's...James Brown on Stage, and the longest bar in the world. I was going with a guy I was 'dating', and a group of new friends including one gent who I had met just the night before, a somewhat arrogant italian restaurant owner who happened to share a the flavor of scotch with me. Three years later the same italian and I were sharing our Thursday bottle of red at a local restaurant Jazz night, while smiling with our friend who was also having an art show there that same night. This is when I learned the free wine factor of an art show?! who knew they would look at you funny when you tried to pay~! When we realized..wow three years, lots of time for two who were "not a couple" an unlikely duo really, me the young chick a little loony, running the local hotel, him the older italian (typically single and still living with his parents??????) running the swank italian eatery. He asked me that "whats your goal in life" I simply replied "to be happy" He looked at me with stranger eyes then the bar man when I tried to pay for the wine "REALLY"
That's about it I figure, I want to be happy. I know life cannot be perfect all of the time, I have been fortunate that I have not had to experience anything past losing a loved one, people who I needed to reach my goal. I have been thru the ups and downs, with money and with none at all, but always managed to be happy.
A couple years later, still running the hotel, still spending my nights with live music, smiles, love and wine I came to realize I wasn't really happy anymore, I needed to reach my goal again. I said goodbye and left town, ending up on a beach with family, sun, and fun. Not long after slinging beers in a local bar, typical biker comments like new barmaid eh? LOL how long will she last? Nice tits, nice ass she will do for a month...yup that's where I met my love, Monday night dart champ and the man with the sweater....I was lucky, spoiled really I found my love, blessed with children, and here we are...on our shoeless acres...happy with love.
I believe you can find happiness anywhere, the smiles of friends, and strangers, the snowflakes that continually seem to fall ...with money, without alot of it, simple life fun I found is the best...and really now I cannot afford the nights of wine and music~I am mama~! but its always there in the sunshine, the rain, the dog snoring on the floor, present for daddy under the tree...from : RYKI its his prized marble collection and he wants Dad to have it. I know that there are bumps in the road that make happiness that much further away, but you can always find it somewhere.
Last week on the news I heard a story about happiness. A study from Harvard or Yale or Brain Academy ...
Happiness is as contagious as the common cold~!
By exposing yourself to happiness you can can 12% better health...augh!! I sound like a virtual pet..(beep beep beep)and really should right this shit down~!
Studies have shown that even sharing happiness thru the online world can actually improve ones health and well being
So there you go~! today I am going to reach my goal of being happy again, and not spend my day in stress and wallow, I am going to finding the fucking happy in my day again, starting with the kids ...after or maybe before they are finished playing with mR. Potato head POPPPING his eyes across the room...disturbed little minions they are! but happy
spread some happy today~! with a friend, with a stranger...even Ryki says he hopes the happy meter is up for Santa and his slay tonight!
That's about it I figure, I want to be happy. I know life cannot be perfect all of the time, I have been fortunate that I have not had to experience anything past losing a loved one, people who I needed to reach my goal. I have been thru the ups and downs, with money and with none at all, but always managed to be happy.
A couple years later, still running the hotel, still spending my nights with live music, smiles, love and wine I came to realize I wasn't really happy anymore, I needed to reach my goal again. I said goodbye and left town, ending up on a beach with family, sun, and fun. Not long after slinging beers in a local bar, typical biker comments like new barmaid eh? LOL how long will she last? Nice tits, nice ass she will do for a month...yup that's where I met my love, Monday night dart champ and the man with the sweater....I was lucky, spoiled really I found my love, blessed with children, and here we are...on our shoeless acres...happy with love.
I believe you can find happiness anywhere, the smiles of friends, and strangers, the snowflakes that continually seem to fall ...with money, without alot of it, simple life fun I found is the best...and really now I cannot afford the nights of wine and music~I am mama~! but its always there in the sunshine, the rain, the dog snoring on the floor, present for daddy under the tree...from : RYKI its his prized marble collection and he wants Dad to have it. I know that there are bumps in the road that make happiness that much further away, but you can always find it somewhere.
Last week on the news I heard a story about happiness. A study from Harvard or Yale or Brain Academy ...
Happiness is as contagious as the common cold~!
By exposing yourself to happiness you can can 12% better health...augh!! I sound like a virtual pet..(beep beep beep)and really should right this shit down~!
Studies have shown that even sharing happiness thru the online world can actually improve ones health and well being
So there you go~! today I am going to reach my goal of being happy again, and not spend my day in stress and wallow, I am going to finding the fucking happy in my day again, starting with the kids ...after or maybe before they are finished playing with mR. Potato head POPPPING his eyes across the room...disturbed little minions they are! but happy
spread some happy today~! with a friend, with a stranger...even Ryki says he hopes the happy meter is up for Santa and his slay tonight!
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Randomly Loony
so in an effort to blog today lets make it random!
its the first SNO DAY for the locals today...aka the goonies were walking down our road before 9am to come and play. Sno day for the "real schoolers" scores us a free day too..yiipppeee!
also the first day of shovelling..my alternative to going to the gym...I am really lazy. An hour and a half and I finished off the main driveway and a good chunk of My Love's drive to the barn ...a belated bday present for him because under normal circumstances I do not shovel that much (insert lazy loon here)
Got a call from Uncle Fred last night, and the news is in...my Lady Liberty has had her puppies! no official head count though, she has had them in the "bog" barn and Uncle Fred doesn't want to bug her too much...born Sunday night! I had to laugh (ALOT) when I told Aspen the news, she shouted at the top of her lungs towards the phone...
"GREAT NEWS Uncle Fred, I hope that Libby slept with a chihuahua!" her new fav kinda dog can you tell???
note: spelling chihuahua...who knew it could be such a freaky word to figure out!
farminals...I have a chicken with a busted leg. not sure how it happened but its been a few days and he seems to be coping. Against normal Loony Protocol around the Acres I have named him..."tiny tim"
and I am STILL trying to figure out the butcher dilemma...not trying tooo hard because I know in a pinch Uncle Fred will help me out and do the work for me (spoiled brat)
and being the spoiled brats we are......after our weekend visit with the Uncles, looks like we will be blessed with a boat for next year!! Uncle Bob just happens to have one in a barn back home he 'almost" forgot about~! So now we get to bring it here...yiiipppeee
my beach boy is coming this weekend, I have recently had a scare this week about the sanctuary of my online world and the family blender crossing paths...but I have since come to the conclusion...the hell with worry...my life my rules...you don't like it ...don't bother looking~!
I am looking at my snow shovel right now laying in the snow!! not supposed to be laying in the snow...it will get buried?! how the hell will I shovel??!! KIDS!
I once went out on halloween, many moons ago, a night time party that was outdoors and a chilly night. I went as a 'snow shoveller" when someone asked me where was my shovel? I replied that I had lost it in the snow!
We explored some time at the kitchen table this week with the INK KIT. My kids are in love with the calligraphy pens, funny cause I always was as a kid. Taking turns, they crafted their art, leaving me with a brush to play. I added some INK~ART to my computer room. Not the best inking I have ever done...but the words, the quote....one of my fav. A discovery online, a chance to read the words of an inspiring lady...Jane Devin. A blog that fast became part of my daily online checkin, thoughts and words that inspire me to THINK MORE, thoughts that I can relate to, thoughts that open my mind! I was lucky to happen upon this tweet one day...so here it is to share with you!
"Curiousity doesn't really kill.
It enlivens, invigorates, and
Stokes the imagination
I LOVE curious People"
jane devon
note to me...is it because i am cdn that i spell curiousity with a U?? cause spell check tells me I was wrong!?
its the first SNO DAY for the locals today...aka the goonies were walking down our road before 9am to come and play. Sno day for the "real schoolers" scores us a free day too..yiipppeee!
also the first day of shovelling..my alternative to going to the gym...I am really lazy. An hour and a half and I finished off the main driveway and a good chunk of My Love's drive to the barn ...a belated bday present for him because under normal circumstances I do not shovel that much (insert lazy loon here)
Got a call from Uncle Fred last night, and the news is in...my Lady Liberty has had her puppies! no official head count though, she has had them in the "bog" barn and Uncle Fred doesn't want to bug her too much...born Sunday night! I had to laugh (ALOT) when I told Aspen the news, she shouted at the top of her lungs towards the phone...
"GREAT NEWS Uncle Fred, I hope that Libby slept with a chihuahua!" her new fav kinda dog can you tell???
note: spelling chihuahua...who knew it could be such a freaky word to figure out!
farminals...I have a chicken with a busted leg. not sure how it happened but its been a few days and he seems to be coping. Against normal Loony Protocol around the Acres I have named him..."tiny tim"
and I am STILL trying to figure out the butcher dilemma...not trying tooo hard because I know in a pinch Uncle Fred will help me out and do the work for me (spoiled brat)
and being the spoiled brats we are......after our weekend visit with the Uncles, looks like we will be blessed with a boat for next year!! Uncle Bob just happens to have one in a barn back home he 'almost" forgot about~! So now we get to bring it here...yiiipppeee
my beach boy is coming this weekend, I have recently had a scare this week about the sanctuary of my online world and the family blender crossing paths...but I have since come to the conclusion...the hell with worry...my life my rules...you don't like it ...don't bother looking~!
I am looking at my snow shovel right now laying in the snow!! not supposed to be laying in the snow...it will get buried?! how the hell will I shovel??!! KIDS!
I once went out on halloween, many moons ago, a night time party that was outdoors and a chilly night. I went as a 'snow shoveller" when someone asked me where was my shovel? I replied that I had lost it in the snow!
We explored some time at the kitchen table this week with the INK KIT. My kids are in love with the calligraphy pens, funny cause I always was as a kid. Taking turns, they crafted their art, leaving me with a brush to play. I added some INK~ART to my computer room. Not the best inking I have ever done...but the words, the quote....one of my fav. A discovery online, a chance to read the words of an inspiring lady...Jane Devin. A blog that fast became part of my daily online checkin, thoughts and words that inspire me to THINK MORE, thoughts that I can relate to, thoughts that open my mind! I was lucky to happen upon this tweet one day...so here it is to share with you!
"Curiousity doesn't really kill.
It enlivens, invigorates, and
Stokes the imagination
I LOVE curious People"
jane devon
note to me...is it because i am cdn that i spell curiousity with a U?? cause spell check tells me I was wrong!?
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Hanging with the Fam
Uncle Fred and Uncle Bob came for a visit this weekend. An effort to help out on the job with my love...really a road trip outta town and a visit with the fam. Uncle Bob was able to bring a care package for his daughter who lives about ten minutes from here, working on a quail farm...bonus for us~! Six tiny quails arrived for me to roast. I have never cooked quail before so once I got past the fear of how long to cook the little things, stuffed them with a little dressing and made a little juice...voila...damn tasty dinner!
recipe for stuffing...two slices bread~ 2 eggs~ garlic onion diced~1/2 pack onion soup mix & 1/2 tsp Old Bay seasoning ( gift from a friend in Maryland) note to self..next time try more Old Bay for extra zip
recipe for basting juice apple juice~garlic~other 1/2 soup mix~another 1/2 tsp Old Bay Seasoning....loony measurements..started with one cup(or less) of apple juice, added another cup (or less) of juice half way thru one hour cooking time @ 325degrees...basting every twenty minutes
My uncles, two of my favorite men in the world, kind, NOT old, friendly OLD rednecks men that literally melt when they see Aspen and Ryki come running for hugs. You know how big their hearts are when they sit around the table with the kids for an hour carefully crafting paper snoflakes and sharing the tricks of their trades. A new family favorite, games of hangman....I laugh when it takes five rounds with Ryki for Uncle Bob to figure out he only spells two words..."ryki' and "to" A weekend spent splurging on good food...Thursday night roast venison and pork, Friday the Quail, Saturday Uncle Fred was in the mood for some Kentucky Duck, and I think today we will finally finish off the weekend crockpot full of stew for lunch.
Loony recipe for the best fucking stew ever...
when cooking a roast of ANYTHING, save the leftover juices, gravy, veggies, scraps in a ziplock bag and freeze. When having company for the weekend and you find half a dozen frozen bags of leftovers (ie/ venison, beef barley soup, chicken, juices etc) DEFROST, chuck in crock pot, add any kind of extras, potatoes carrots more onions garlic etc etc (loony secret...add a tablespoon(capful) of red wine vinegar) and voila...the best fucking stew ever!
Loony things that Happen around the acres....
Repercussions of the VIEW...something I do daily as I wash the dishes, watching the talk show in the kitchen on the trusty black and white.
Saturday night we had a visit from Uncle Bob's daughter, and her friend Nathan. Nathan is a young chap who is from BC transplanted to Ontario, now here in the north working on the quail farm. He also has what might be thought of as a soft voice. This morning, doing my dishes the children approached me, with that "hmmm?" look in their eyes.
Aspen "Mama, Amy's friend nathan has a strange voice"
Ryki "he sounds like a girl"
Aspen...looking shy and not in my eye when she asked in a soft voice "did he have a transplant" ???
Ryki .. "ya know" (insert giggle) "was he really born a girl"
I am guessing the pregnant man on the TV the other day helped in their curiosity, but I couldn't help but giggle, AFTER I explained that everyone is born different, but I was pretty sure Nathan was born all BOY. Ryki went on to dance his way into the livingroom saying I can talk like a girl too...this is where I need a recording device on the blog...cause the giggles continued.
Mofo the husky seems to have given up on my girl...THANK FREAK"N GOODNESS, and my girl is finally done her "time"
Freak'n out on the farminal end of life...I have twenty chickens that I am told be the Uncles I have to keep til December, and found out last week my trusty butcher who was married just this summer....has been kicked off the property by his "new" now in the process "x" wife...and the plant is closed!!! who's gonna butcher my damn birds now?? who is gonna butcher the 2000+ birds that the local coop sold in september?! a catasophee of the worse kind for happy chicken farmers...I am safe...I have an Uncle Fred!!!
So I am off for a round of Monopoly with my little Ryki, the men are off scouting a piece of property they have found, 160 acres of land, bush and creek for less than fifty grand!! no hydro, just an old logging road running thru, but a hot damn location for something along the lines of a camp, the price is right, and if the tracks(deer/moose) look good....a good investment for the fam!!! woo hoo I am excited..keeping my fingers crossed! Aspen is off playing with "S" , a girlfriend up the road. Its been a while since the two were together, so I have given her some leeeee~way. "s" is an annoying little girl who I am afraid...I donot like her.... influence, her attitude or her manipulating ways.....oh did i say she is eight??? hoping this two days of playing will keep Jane satisfied for a while.....not to mention Ryki cannot find his little goonie friends anywhere....
I am BORED
There is NOTHING TO DO
What am I supposed to do....
are you done on the computer yet mom???? I have the game all set up!!!!
recipe for stuffing...two slices bread~ 2 eggs~ garlic onion diced~1/2 pack onion soup mix & 1/2 tsp Old Bay seasoning ( gift from a friend in Maryland) note to self..next time try more Old Bay for extra zip
recipe for basting juice apple juice~garlic~other 1/2 soup mix~another 1/2 tsp Old Bay Seasoning....loony measurements..started with one cup(or less) of apple juice, added another cup (or less) of juice half way thru one hour cooking time @ 325degrees...basting every twenty minutes
My uncles, two of my favorite men in the world, kind, NOT old, friendly OLD rednecks men that literally melt when they see Aspen and Ryki come running for hugs. You know how big their hearts are when they sit around the table with the kids for an hour carefully crafting paper snoflakes and sharing the tricks of their trades. A new family favorite, games of hangman....I laugh when it takes five rounds with Ryki for Uncle Bob to figure out he only spells two words..."ryki' and "to" A weekend spent splurging on good food...Thursday night roast venison and pork, Friday the Quail, Saturday Uncle Fred was in the mood for some Kentucky Duck, and I think today we will finally finish off the weekend crockpot full of stew for lunch.
Loony recipe for the best fucking stew ever...
when cooking a roast of ANYTHING, save the leftover juices, gravy, veggies, scraps in a ziplock bag and freeze. When having company for the weekend and you find half a dozen frozen bags of leftovers (ie/ venison, beef barley soup, chicken, juices etc) DEFROST, chuck in crock pot, add any kind of extras, potatoes carrots more onions garlic etc etc (loony secret...add a tablespoon(capful) of red wine vinegar) and voila...the best fucking stew ever!
Loony things that Happen around the acres....
Repercussions of the VIEW...something I do daily as I wash the dishes, watching the talk show in the kitchen on the trusty black and white.
Saturday night we had a visit from Uncle Bob's daughter, and her friend Nathan. Nathan is a young chap who is from BC transplanted to Ontario, now here in the north working on the quail farm. He also has what might be thought of as a soft voice. This morning, doing my dishes the children approached me, with that "hmmm?" look in their eyes.
Aspen "Mama, Amy's friend nathan has a strange voice"
Ryki "he sounds like a girl"
Aspen...looking shy and not in my eye when she asked in a soft voice "did he have a transplant" ???
Ryki .. "ya know" (insert giggle) "was he really born a girl"
I am guessing the pregnant man on the TV the other day helped in their curiosity, but I couldn't help but giggle, AFTER I explained that everyone is born different, but I was pretty sure Nathan was born all BOY. Ryki went on to dance his way into the livingroom saying I can talk like a girl too...this is where I need a recording device on the blog...cause the giggles continued.
Mofo the husky seems to have given up on my girl...THANK FREAK"N GOODNESS, and my girl is finally done her "time"
Freak'n out on the farminal end of life...I have twenty chickens that I am told be the Uncles I have to keep til December, and found out last week my trusty butcher who was married just this summer....has been kicked off the property by his "new" now in the process "x" wife...and the plant is closed!!! who's gonna butcher my damn birds now?? who is gonna butcher the 2000+ birds that the local coop sold in september?! a catasophee of the worse kind for happy chicken farmers...I am safe...I have an Uncle Fred!!!
So I am off for a round of Monopoly with my little Ryki, the men are off scouting a piece of property they have found, 160 acres of land, bush and creek for less than fifty grand!! no hydro, just an old logging road running thru, but a hot damn location for something along the lines of a camp, the price is right, and if the tracks(deer/moose) look good....a good investment for the fam!!! woo hoo I am excited..keeping my fingers crossed! Aspen is off playing with "S" , a girlfriend up the road. Its been a while since the two were together, so I have given her some leeeee~way. "s" is an annoying little girl who I am afraid...I donot like her.... influence, her attitude or her manipulating ways.....oh did i say she is eight??? hoping this two days of playing will keep Jane satisfied for a while.....not to mention Ryki cannot find his little goonie friends anywhere....
I am BORED
There is NOTHING TO DO
What am I supposed to do....
are you done on the computer yet mom???? I have the game all set up!!!!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Me and My Loony Idea's
the first one..saying OUT LOUD that I was cleaning the kids room this week. Yesterday was the day I did NOT get it done. Yesterday was the day the kids went to watch a movie and I took a nap on the couch. Today is the day I will clean the kids room, right now is the time I am taking to avoid it, as I listen to the serenades of the Mofo husky at my window. No wonder I am not in the mood to enter the room from hell...I am on edge from listening to the damn dog. But still trying to remain calm when I request the idiot down the street retrieve him. 'on deaf ears" my love says, do not waste your energy.
Save my energy for bigger and better things. Another loony idea spoken outloud yesterday when the kids told me they were going outside to build a fort in the snow. 'what about an igloo?' I said...wth was I thinking! But I am proud to say they both smiled and asked "HOW!!" I handed them two of my plastic butter tubs, (w/o butter) and said, to do this you will need to build many bricks first...it takes a lot but if you build some each day it will be a good start. Off they went, bright orange tablecloth in toe, and their tubs and shovels to the yard to build bricks. Little teamwork action completing ten bricks before coming inside. So I really hope the snow will stay now, I really hope I can motivate my ass to go outside and get cold to help them build some bricks, and I really hope this theory in my head works...I can't remember if I read it, dreamed it , or what but this is it.... build bricks ...table cloth ($$store) will keep the bricks from freezing to the ground, the bricks will freeze harder over night like bricks (dream part/??) and build igloo~! Good Grief here goes nothing~!!!!
on a skewl front, this week it would seem we R past the morning ritual of board games, Ryki has brought out his train track, added a few dollhouses here and there, the little wooden trees on the sides and an hour or so is spent creating a community, complete with the evil dragon ... aka damn dog .... that attacks the village aka stealing stop signs, trees, and the odd bridge when no one is looking. The track is one of those wooden linking models....gotta be one of the best toys for kids to play with. I was lucky when Ryki was two and found a 'generic' type model for $60. not the cheapest...but FUN and lasting. I remember the days when it was me who had to build it each time, including the first time. Took me hours building it according to the picture on the box...I should have paid more attention cause it was two tracks, two separate pics put together! AUGH! But now the kids will pull it out, set it up , ramps, bridges, difference mazes every time! This Loony Mama's vote for the best toy for boys~! Just do not forget to buy the rubbertub to store it in.
final loony note to end it with a giggle...Like mother like daughter
I was just finishing up a happy hat last night on the couch, my love in bed, kids in bed, almost done. I heard Aspen give a little moan and watched as she got out of bed. She went up to the open bedroom door grasped it with one hand and started stroking it with the other. I remained silent, not to disturb the force around her, she was smiling from ear to ear. She looked 'at' me and I just waved, motioning her to come to me. She walked over with the biggest grin and whispered 'thank you Mommy, he really is the best horse ever!" she sat on the couch and cuddled next to me. I sat her up and said 'he is beautiful but its time to go back to sleep' Aspen stood up and held my hand as I walked her back to bed. she got right in laid down as I tucked her in. The whole time with the bright smile looking at me. I told her to close her eyes it was time to sleep. She did...and like a magic snap she was back to sleep. I was a walker and a talker as a child, now generally just the odd JUMP WTF GET THAT BUG AWAY FROM ME sort of talking, but its funny how now its Aspen doing it too.
Save my energy for bigger and better things. Another loony idea spoken outloud yesterday when the kids told me they were going outside to build a fort in the snow. 'what about an igloo?' I said...wth was I thinking! But I am proud to say they both smiled and asked "HOW!!" I handed them two of my plastic butter tubs, (w/o butter) and said, to do this you will need to build many bricks first...it takes a lot but if you build some each day it will be a good start. Off they went, bright orange tablecloth in toe, and their tubs and shovels to the yard to build bricks. Little teamwork action completing ten bricks before coming inside. So I really hope the snow will stay now, I really hope I can motivate my ass to go outside and get cold to help them build some bricks, and I really hope this theory in my head works...I can't remember if I read it, dreamed it , or what but this is it.... build bricks ...table cloth ($$store) will keep the bricks from freezing to the ground, the bricks will freeze harder over night like bricks (dream part/??) and build igloo~! Good Grief here goes nothing~!!!!
on a skewl front, this week it would seem we R past the morning ritual of board games, Ryki has brought out his train track, added a few dollhouses here and there, the little wooden trees on the sides and an hour or so is spent creating a community, complete with the evil dragon ... aka damn dog .... that attacks the village aka stealing stop signs, trees, and the odd bridge when no one is looking. The track is one of those wooden linking models....gotta be one of the best toys for kids to play with. I was lucky when Ryki was two and found a 'generic' type model for $60. not the cheapest...but FUN and lasting. I remember the days when it was me who had to build it each time, including the first time. Took me hours building it according to the picture on the box...I should have paid more attention cause it was two tracks, two separate pics put together! AUGH! But now the kids will pull it out, set it up , ramps, bridges, difference mazes every time! This Loony Mama's vote for the best toy for boys~! Just do not forget to buy the rubbertub to store it in.
final loony note to end it with a giggle...Like mother like daughter
I was just finishing up a happy hat last night on the couch, my love in bed, kids in bed, almost done. I heard Aspen give a little moan and watched as she got out of bed. She went up to the open bedroom door grasped it with one hand and started stroking it with the other. I remained silent, not to disturb the force around her, she was smiling from ear to ear. She looked 'at' me and I just waved, motioning her to come to me. She walked over with the biggest grin and whispered 'thank you Mommy, he really is the best horse ever!" she sat on the couch and cuddled next to me. I sat her up and said 'he is beautiful but its time to go back to sleep' Aspen stood up and held my hand as I walked her back to bed. she got right in laid down as I tucked her in. The whole time with the bright smile looking at me. I told her to close her eyes it was time to sleep. She did...and like a magic snap she was back to sleep. I was a walker and a talker as a child, now generally just the odd JUMP WTF GET THAT BUG AWAY FROM ME sort of talking, but its funny how now its Aspen doing it too.
Monday, November 17, 2008
When was your last tetanus shot?????
if you cannot remember..then book one soon~!
I was talking to my Uncle Fred Thursday night, he was excited about telling me the stories of the hunt this year, asking like a small child 'RU coming for black powder??" I could picture the puppy dog eyes on his face. He also told me the news that my Liberty, queen of the farm and Daisy's gramma appears to be expecting again~! Great...I am sure my love would do anything he could to trade the damn dog in for one of Libby's pups~! Saturday Uncle Fred called again, just to let us know he was at the ER for some medicine. It would seem he knicked his finger "the other day" and when he woke up Friday, it was BLUE and he couldn't bend his fingers. Old Uncle Fred developed a nasty little infection from his little knick.
Now I was surprised to hear that he had not had a tetanus shot??? He has been into the hospital a number of times over the past few years...denying the doctors access with their probe after a fall from a ladder "wtf is with that??" he said, I explained...'its just a test to see how big of an asshole you really are!" he didn't go for it...and told me 'mind your manners!" But he also had some work done on his chin to remove a lump/tumor/something, and yet NO ONE has ever asked the little(BIG) redneck man who pulls his own teeth 'sir have you had a tetanus lately" So ontop of him getting the infection, he now has to tolerate the antibotics given to him, which are having an adverse affect on his system. My faith in the medical system these days is dwindling, while grateful it is there available when needed, it would seem like many other 'agencies' today, if you want to be covered on things..ya gotta do the work yourself, cause even the doctors cannot be bothered to care about the basics~! I have told Uncle Fred he is allowed to request the good old fashion pink penicilin instead of the fancy smancy new pills that go straight thru his old fashioned system!
So onto Monday..cleaning the children's room from hell, my monthly struggle to wade thru the mess. Once again I will yell in a hour or two that I am NEVER going to clean a mess like that again, once again they will look past me to the newly organized room, maybe even spotting something lost in the disaster. I will spend the day, back and forth to the barn locking MOFO the husky up to allow damn dog Daisy to be outside without being assaulted. MOFO and his MOFO owners are losing their welcome right now after a night of serenading, scratching and whining at the window...this after two full days of his presence despite the fact we have driven him home three times with requests to keep him at bay.....even the plastic pink pig on the lawn is in danger right now...the kids playing in the snow..me trying to feed my chickens...yes the hostage crisis will be over when my love gets home from work, he has declared the problem his to deal with...so I will let it be....fingers crossed it ends well
I was talking to my Uncle Fred Thursday night, he was excited about telling me the stories of the hunt this year, asking like a small child 'RU coming for black powder??" I could picture the puppy dog eyes on his face. He also told me the news that my Liberty, queen of the farm and Daisy's gramma appears to be expecting again~! Great...I am sure my love would do anything he could to trade the damn dog in for one of Libby's pups~! Saturday Uncle Fred called again, just to let us know he was at the ER for some medicine. It would seem he knicked his finger "the other day" and when he woke up Friday, it was BLUE and he couldn't bend his fingers. Old Uncle Fred developed a nasty little infection from his little knick.
Now I was surprised to hear that he had not had a tetanus shot??? He has been into the hospital a number of times over the past few years...denying the doctors access with their probe after a fall from a ladder "wtf is with that??" he said, I explained...'its just a test to see how big of an asshole you really are!" he didn't go for it...and told me 'mind your manners!" But he also had some work done on his chin to remove a lump/tumor/something, and yet NO ONE has ever asked the little(BIG) redneck man who pulls his own teeth 'sir have you had a tetanus lately" So ontop of him getting the infection, he now has to tolerate the antibotics given to him, which are having an adverse affect on his system. My faith in the medical system these days is dwindling, while grateful it is there available when needed, it would seem like many other 'agencies' today, if you want to be covered on things..ya gotta do the work yourself, cause even the doctors cannot be bothered to care about the basics~! I have told Uncle Fred he is allowed to request the good old fashion pink penicilin instead of the fancy smancy new pills that go straight thru his old fashioned system!
So onto Monday..cleaning the children's room from hell, my monthly struggle to wade thru the mess. Once again I will yell in a hour or two that I am NEVER going to clean a mess like that again, once again they will look past me to the newly organized room, maybe even spotting something lost in the disaster. I will spend the day, back and forth to the barn locking MOFO the husky up to allow damn dog Daisy to be outside without being assaulted. MOFO and his MOFO owners are losing their welcome right now after a night of serenading, scratching and whining at the window...this after two full days of his presence despite the fact we have driven him home three times with requests to keep him at bay.....even the plastic pink pig on the lawn is in danger right now...the kids playing in the snow..me trying to feed my chickens...yes the hostage crisis will be over when my love gets home from work, he has declared the problem his to deal with...so I will let it be....fingers crossed it ends well
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
wet paint
wet paint on the dogs, on my hands, on my hoodie...there is wet paint in the house and I am not only loving it! I am still breathing! Loony~background...as a child I literally had to move out of my parents house anytime they wanted to do Reno's, the carpet glue, the paint, the new stain on the dresser...you name it, my throat would close down, and I would pass out cold. The joys of my allergies as a child, where many a holiday were spent in the hospital with some sickness or other. A good month long stint as a baby with something as simple as croup! I am glad that my allergies have at least subsided a little in my thirty~something year...but even happier they are making paint with a less intrusive odor!
I am finding out...I LOVE PAINTING~! we have completed Reno's to the computer room, rubber duck yellow and healthy hosta green, and yesterday my love brought me a couple cans of Chivalry Copper. I finished up two of the walls with two good coats...its the self priming kinda paint. My love was shooting for a ralph lauren color, but reality set in at the paint store...we need durable, washable, and one coat easy....dogs, kids, life will still be on the walls despite the new colors. My love still looking funny at my loony factor painting....including the checkerboard ceiling and healthy hosta trim in the living room. "the more you paint the more our house turns into a set from Treehouse" he says...I say...
"you picked the colors my love, I am just the painter!"
loony notes of the day....
there was a shooting in my hometown yesterday, and according to my sister the hairdresser...one fatality. The location..right in the downtown core (d0wntown core being Main St. and Proton St....total streets in town...under twenty) They closed off traffic, and I heard even locked down the grocery store. Big news in a small town, I can't actually say I ever remember something like this happening. Normally the biggest news is neighbours swapping wives or something~! (and yes that HAS happened back in my home time...more than once)..population 2000
locally they are opening up the NorthBay Harvey's again today after a recent ecoli outbreak and one month ...lucky Mayor gets to be the first to eat a burger on the news for the RE opening..I am guessing the line up will be fierce (HA!)
Skewl'n..is going good, the kids are eager to do something when they are bored, they have a habit of starting their day with board game in the morning, if I am lucky it is Monopoly and NOT the simpsons Operation....nothing like waking up to Homer Simpson crying out in pain! But this week when I printed off their worksheets for math on Monday..they nearly completed them all in one sitting. They generally have 1-2 worksheets of math to be completed daily, and writing out their word lists. Ryki is surprising me with his phonics, picking them up quickly, and following in his sisters steps of wanting to 'spell' the words instead of 'reading' them. Aspen has discovered my old lunchbox with OLD sewing treasures, so she has just begun a new phase in clothing her brats....now instead of using my toilet paper and paper towel..she has begun to cut up old tshirts that 'Rstained' and sew clothes on herself!!! that is my favorite part of our UN~homeskewl'n adventures, when they just pick something up and go with it.
my farminals are thriving still, thinking they will not make it to December however..they are starting to waddle. I have had all the neighbours showing up with cash in hand staking claim to their birds for xmas...I send them and their cash packing though...I do not want the money here and there! I want to hit the jackpot at the end of our journey...I want to roll in the dough, and celebrate my profits (insert loony giggle...I barely make two bucks a bird..but add it up 6X$15. and man..I can have some fun!)
so back to painting, finishing up the room...I am going crazy waiting to see my BIG painting on the wall with the new colors. That was my only request to my love when he chose the colors (damn good color picker he is!) it has to match my painting.
Loony goals....to figure out how to post a picture or two here!
Loony Tips....
Lunchables (aka crap in a box) I can't stand the things really, on a healthy side of life...I consider them on the lowest end of eating. BUT there are times when they go on sale for a buck, and this loony mama will break down and buy TWO for each of my kids...Aspen, Ryki, and my love..who likes them too~! We have discovered..they make fantastic paint trays~! not only can you reuse the container, but if you do not fill them up with paint..you can stack the containers, place them in a ziplock, and save your paint for a later date with ART!
Proud Loony Moment...while we had to pass on attending the hunt back home this weekend, I am happy to report that my Ryki's name sake Jacob(age 16) took the honor for the THIRD YEAR in a row for bagging not only the first, but also the most deer during the hunt! Very proud of the young buck for wiping the floor with the old bucks once again with his hunting skills!!!!
I am finding out...I LOVE PAINTING~! we have completed Reno's to the computer room, rubber duck yellow and healthy hosta green, and yesterday my love brought me a couple cans of Chivalry Copper. I finished up two of the walls with two good coats...its the self priming kinda paint. My love was shooting for a ralph lauren color, but reality set in at the paint store...we need durable, washable, and one coat easy....dogs, kids, life will still be on the walls despite the new colors. My love still looking funny at my loony factor painting....including the checkerboard ceiling and healthy hosta trim in the living room. "the more you paint the more our house turns into a set from Treehouse" he says...I say...
"you picked the colors my love, I am just the painter!"
loony notes of the day....
there was a shooting in my hometown yesterday, and according to my sister the hairdresser...one fatality. The location..right in the downtown core (d0wntown core being Main St. and Proton St....total streets in town...under twenty) They closed off traffic, and I heard even locked down the grocery store. Big news in a small town, I can't actually say I ever remember something like this happening. Normally the biggest news is neighbours swapping wives or something~! (and yes that HAS happened back in my home time...more than once)..population 2000
locally they are opening up the NorthBay Harvey's again today after a recent ecoli outbreak and one month ...lucky Mayor gets to be the first to eat a burger on the news for the RE opening..I am guessing the line up will be fierce (HA!)
Skewl'n..is going good, the kids are eager to do something when they are bored, they have a habit of starting their day with board game in the morning, if I am lucky it is Monopoly and NOT the simpsons Operation....nothing like waking up to Homer Simpson crying out in pain! But this week when I printed off their worksheets for math on Monday..they nearly completed them all in one sitting. They generally have 1-2 worksheets of math to be completed daily, and writing out their word lists. Ryki is surprising me with his phonics, picking them up quickly, and following in his sisters steps of wanting to 'spell' the words instead of 'reading' them. Aspen has discovered my old lunchbox with OLD sewing treasures, so she has just begun a new phase in clothing her brats....now instead of using my toilet paper and paper towel..she has begun to cut up old tshirts that 'Rstained' and sew clothes on herself!!! that is my favorite part of our UN~homeskewl'n adventures, when they just pick something up and go with it.
my farminals are thriving still, thinking they will not make it to December however..they are starting to waddle. I have had all the neighbours showing up with cash in hand staking claim to their birds for xmas...I send them and their cash packing though...I do not want the money here and there! I want to hit the jackpot at the end of our journey...I want to roll in the dough, and celebrate my profits (insert loony giggle...I barely make two bucks a bird..but add it up 6X$15. and man..I can have some fun!)
so back to painting, finishing up the room...I am going crazy waiting to see my BIG painting on the wall with the new colors. That was my only request to my love when he chose the colors (damn good color picker he is!) it has to match my painting.
Loony goals....to figure out how to post a picture or two here!
Loony Tips....
Lunchables (aka crap in a box) I can't stand the things really, on a healthy side of life...I consider them on the lowest end of eating. BUT there are times when they go on sale for a buck, and this loony mama will break down and buy TWO for each of my kids...Aspen, Ryki, and my love..who likes them too~! We have discovered..they make fantastic paint trays~! not only can you reuse the container, but if you do not fill them up with paint..you can stack the containers, place them in a ziplock, and save your paint for a later date with ART!
Proud Loony Moment...while we had to pass on attending the hunt back home this weekend, I am happy to report that my Ryki's name sake Jacob(age 16) took the honor for the THIRD YEAR in a row for bagging not only the first, but also the most deer during the hunt! Very proud of the young buck for wiping the floor with the old bucks once again with his hunting skills!!!!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Moving On with LIfe....
So a few things to deal with besides...
1. getting back to my happy fucking clog (edit blog...if it was a clog and it was mine...you wouldn't be able to handle the heat...smell)
2. my dog is in heat, and at the present time..considering the real meaning of that word..I would like to know WhoTF calls it a heat..there is nothing warm about it...besides the raging feeling of needing something to make your insides not go fucking beserk (insert my own mama rage cause it was NEVER like this before children, and I cannot find anything funny about this quinky dink!)
3. can you see a theme in my mood yet...what i am gonna blame this whole fucking week on?
4. finding my way to laugh smile and remain my happy fucking loony self
5. this is me taking my moment to spew all the fucking crap before I start again...begin again....start a new day after a week of caca
first with the terrible, acknowledging and then opening once again my big mouth.....in a recent post I spoke of a boy who was missing, a boy I called a spoiled little bastard, as I take a moment to remember a boy who is no longer a local boy. This week, information confirming the boy has been lost, to life, to a future to the world. I remember the day I typed the words...spoiled little bastard, and I thought...not him the parents. In my post I blamed the parents, and suggested they should be held responsible. My post today...I feel terrible this child was lost, but in my bitchy spoiled little self...I am also angry and still blaming the parents...still saying ...wake the fuck up people and remember your parents. There is much more running thru my mind on this terrible tragedy..but I will respect the loss of a mama, and remember for a moment the spirit that was Brandon...a boy.
next...damn that dog for being a pain in my ass
after.....I have learned this week the power of delete makes for the p0wer of not being annoyed
now...i am working on my todo list...still failing but damn well trying on a schedule...hour by hour ...typical loony fashion of missing a full one and smiling...proud to say woo hoo I deserve it now that I wake up at 3:30am instead of 6"30 fucking am....
our unskewl'n loony ways of making our way thru the day...seems to actually be working....I am happy to report when they say "i am bored" and I say "lets do this' ....they say ok!!!They are both spelling words with ease, and Aspen's memory on the reading...is scary~!
so start'n next week...I am blog'n back to figuring out blog'n...maybe even sharing our screwd up loony schedule of our skewl'n ways, getting back to the basics of reminding you all to ...cook real fucking food, and celebrating the smile in our day with you all....etc bla bla bla....back to taking photos smiling and sharing shoeless fun~!
1. getting back to my happy fucking clog (edit blog...if it was a clog and it was mine...you wouldn't be able to handle the heat...smell)
2. my dog is in heat, and at the present time..considering the real meaning of that word..I would like to know WhoTF calls it a heat..there is nothing warm about it...besides the raging feeling of needing something to make your insides not go fucking beserk (insert my own mama rage cause it was NEVER like this before children, and I cannot find anything funny about this quinky dink!)
3. can you see a theme in my mood yet...what i am gonna blame this whole fucking week on?
4. finding my way to laugh smile and remain my happy fucking loony self
5. this is me taking my moment to spew all the fucking crap before I start again...begin again....start a new day after a week of caca
first with the terrible, acknowledging and then opening once again my big mouth.....in a recent post I spoke of a boy who was missing, a boy I called a spoiled little bastard, as I take a moment to remember a boy who is no longer a local boy. This week, information confirming the boy has been lost, to life, to a future to the world. I remember the day I typed the words...spoiled little bastard, and I thought...not him the parents. In my post I blamed the parents, and suggested they should be held responsible. My post today...I feel terrible this child was lost, but in my bitchy spoiled little self...I am also angry and still blaming the parents...still saying ...wake the fuck up people and remember your parents. There is much more running thru my mind on this terrible tragedy..but I will respect the loss of a mama, and remember for a moment the spirit that was Brandon...a boy.
next...damn that dog for being a pain in my ass
after.....I have learned this week the power of delete makes for the p0wer of not being annoyed
now...i am working on my todo list...still failing but damn well trying on a schedule...hour by hour ...typical loony fashion of missing a full one and smiling...proud to say woo hoo I deserve it now that I wake up at 3:30am instead of 6"30 fucking am....
our unskewl'n loony ways of making our way thru the day...seems to actually be working....I am happy to report when they say "i am bored" and I say "lets do this' ....they say ok!!!They are both spelling words with ease, and Aspen's memory on the reading...is scary~!
so start'n next week...I am blog'n back to figuring out blog'n...maybe even sharing our screwd up loony schedule of our skewl'n ways, getting back to the basics of reminding you all to ...cook real fucking food, and celebrating the smile in our day with you all....etc bla bla bla....back to taking photos smiling and sharing shoeless fun~!
Definitions of A Loon
you know after reading my post yesterday I thought perhaps for anyone who hasn't figured me out yet I might define some of my thoughts. I would explain that this loon usually has blunt straight forward ways of saying things. I would explain I was not trying to be smug when I call myself a spoiled brat, but sometimes in a loony way that is how I feel.
I am spoiled to be living here in Canada, even more living here on My Shoeless Acres with my children and with my love. Surrounded by the beauty of nature, and the smiles of my children. Spoiled that we are in a safe place like Canada where I do not have to worry about my kids getting sick or a bomb going off.
But when I say spoiled, it is because I know there are sooo many people out their who cannot have what I have. Who have to fight for their rights to love, to be a family, to be recognized as anything but normal.
My life now has not come without it ups and downs...it did not suddenly appear before me..and I would like to think (without sounding spoiled) that it is a road in my life I have travelled to.
I have always been Loony, not always been Mama. I have always been the girl who did what she wanted but was taught that was not without hard work, and without understanding. I grew up in small town Ontario where there was not diversity, there was farmland, and family...small town attitudes with small town smiles. I moved on as a teen with big city lights sparkling in my eyes to a whole new world. I busted my ass to pay my own way, to see and do what I wanted when I wanted...because I could...I am a spoiled Canadian Girl. But thru my travels and my hard bust'n ass work I learned more about tolerance..I may have even taught others about tolerance. Go figure a girl from the small town ended up spending a decade working for people who were 'not' from the small town. People from all over the world, with all types of traditions, views and attitudes. Where I learned about the Chinese culture, the Hindu beliefs and the Italian ways of family life, I even became part of these families of different cultures, seeing my Hindu family go thru the 'dishonor' of love outside the religious (Color) realm, the pain of seperation, the joy of their family reconnecting despite their differences.
and despite all the differences, and the attitudes that came with each culture, including attitudes towards 'their own' it was always easy to find a smile, some love and understanding. its only when we can accept these differences, and celebrate the sharing of our smiles that we can come to understand and tolerate eachother. Perhaps I am spoiled...perhaps naive, but always holding on to hope for change
When I posted yesterday about people and their smiles that was not just a smile I was promoting, but acceptance and tolerance thru your smile. I think its time for us all to stand up and say...I agree...I disagree...I want my voice and my smile heard. This is something this spoiled brat needs to step up to, this is something we all need to step up to. I am still hoping for change in our world where we are all accepted, as a Mama I am still hoping for change for our children who need help, for families to be allowed to be families, to be recognized for what they are....love in action.
Haven't quite figured out yet what this spoiled Canadian Girl can do yet to take action...but when I do I will let you know!
I am spoiled to be living here in Canada, even more living here on My Shoeless Acres with my children and with my love. Surrounded by the beauty of nature, and the smiles of my children. Spoiled that we are in a safe place like Canada where I do not have to worry about my kids getting sick or a bomb going off.
But when I say spoiled, it is because I know there are sooo many people out their who cannot have what I have. Who have to fight for their rights to love, to be a family, to be recognized as anything but normal.
My life now has not come without it ups and downs...it did not suddenly appear before me..and I would like to think (without sounding spoiled) that it is a road in my life I have travelled to.
I have always been Loony, not always been Mama. I have always been the girl who did what she wanted but was taught that was not without hard work, and without understanding. I grew up in small town Ontario where there was not diversity, there was farmland, and family...small town attitudes with small town smiles. I moved on as a teen with big city lights sparkling in my eyes to a whole new world. I busted my ass to pay my own way, to see and do what I wanted when I wanted...because I could...I am a spoiled Canadian Girl. But thru my travels and my hard bust'n ass work I learned more about tolerance..I may have even taught others about tolerance. Go figure a girl from the small town ended up spending a decade working for people who were 'not' from the small town. People from all over the world, with all types of traditions, views and attitudes. Where I learned about the Chinese culture, the Hindu beliefs and the Italian ways of family life, I even became part of these families of different cultures, seeing my Hindu family go thru the 'dishonor' of love outside the religious (Color) realm, the pain of seperation, the joy of their family reconnecting despite their differences.
and despite all the differences, and the attitudes that came with each culture, including attitudes towards 'their own' it was always easy to find a smile, some love and understanding. its only when we can accept these differences, and celebrate the sharing of our smiles that we can come to understand and tolerate eachother. Perhaps I am spoiled...perhaps naive, but always holding on to hope for change
When I posted yesterday about people and their smiles that was not just a smile I was promoting, but acceptance and tolerance thru your smile. I think its time for us all to stand up and say...I agree...I disagree...I want my voice and my smile heard. This is something this spoiled brat needs to step up to, this is something we all need to step up to. I am still hoping for change in our world where we are all accepted, as a Mama I am still hoping for change for our children who need help, for families to be allowed to be families, to be recognized for what they are....love in action.
Haven't quite figured out yet what this spoiled Canadian Girl can do yet to take action...but when I do I will let you know!
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
thoughts of a spoiled brat
ok, so while I understand my thoughts may not be shared by the rest of the world, and that the fact remains I am a country girl from Canada that has always had the rights and freedoms extended further to me than others in the world today...I just have to say.......Thank goodness the Americans have voted in Barrack Obama...and Thank goodness this whole election crap is finally over.
BUT ..its over! how long will it last that I will have to hear about it now? how long before reality hits all the cheerleaders about change, how long before people realize that the new President is stepping into a job that is next to impossible to satisfy a nation as a whole, stepping into a position that is laddered with problems...money, worldwide, within its own nation?
My hope is that it will not be long, that the hope of change will remain but that reality will set in. My hope is that people get past the fact the new President is black, and that it is some sort of miracle. Please do not get me wrong, I feel those people who have grown up in the world facing set backs due to the color of their skin, those who have been begrudged for where they came from, and who thought they would never see the day. I know that I am from a privileged life in the countryside with a mom and dad and food on the table, while we were far from rich...we were... as I tell my children rich with love, and smiles. But I also know that today people are begrudged and punished in society for more than their skin color, they are judged for their lifestyle, their income, their situations which are out of their own control and reality.
My thoughts...its almost 2009...the new world did not begin today, we are still in the same world as we were yesterday. The new world does not begin with Obama, it begins with each person that walks out their door in the morning and chooses to share a smile or a helping hand to those they see or walk by regardless of their differences. While there are many people of color in tears of joy today, celebrating the fact Obama was elected, there are still millions more who are not black...but still a 'minority' To me the majority of minority are those who are wondering how they will pay their bills this winter, wondering where their dinner comes from tomorrow, and wondering if they will ever have a right to stand up in front of their families to say 'i do' with the rights that come with that celebration, or the right to be recogonized as a family without the stamp of a court paper.
I am not celebrating the first elected 'black' President of the USA today, I am celebrating the change of politics, the hope of the future, the promise of tomorrow. I am also however holding my breath on the realities of those promises...politics at the end of the day are still politics.
I dream...that colors are only art in our day, that people are the focus, that our children have a stronger, safer and greener future. That people will take their heads out of their asses and look around the neighbourhood they live in....because that is reality that is the world you live in and that is what we need to take care of .... You voted for change...are you willing to help?!
I would like to think I am~! Spreading the power of the smile, sharing the warmth of my home, and the beauty of the world around me.
Stand up my friends, share a smile today not because Obama was elected but because those around you are ready for a change...lets help make that change~!
BUT ..its over! how long will it last that I will have to hear about it now? how long before reality hits all the cheerleaders about change, how long before people realize that the new President is stepping into a job that is next to impossible to satisfy a nation as a whole, stepping into a position that is laddered with problems...money, worldwide, within its own nation?
My hope is that it will not be long, that the hope of change will remain but that reality will set in. My hope is that people get past the fact the new President is black, and that it is some sort of miracle. Please do not get me wrong, I feel those people who have grown up in the world facing set backs due to the color of their skin, those who have been begrudged for where they came from, and who thought they would never see the day. I know that I am from a privileged life in the countryside with a mom and dad and food on the table, while we were far from rich...we were... as I tell my children rich with love, and smiles. But I also know that today people are begrudged and punished in society for more than their skin color, they are judged for their lifestyle, their income, their situations which are out of their own control and reality.
My thoughts...its almost 2009...the new world did not begin today, we are still in the same world as we were yesterday. The new world does not begin with Obama, it begins with each person that walks out their door in the morning and chooses to share a smile or a helping hand to those they see or walk by regardless of their differences. While there are many people of color in tears of joy today, celebrating the fact Obama was elected, there are still millions more who are not black...but still a 'minority' To me the majority of minority are those who are wondering how they will pay their bills this winter, wondering where their dinner comes from tomorrow, and wondering if they will ever have a right to stand up in front of their families to say 'i do' with the rights that come with that celebration, or the right to be recogonized as a family without the stamp of a court paper.
I am not celebrating the first elected 'black' President of the USA today, I am celebrating the change of politics, the hope of the future, the promise of tomorrow. I am also however holding my breath on the realities of those promises...politics at the end of the day are still politics.
I dream...that colors are only art in our day, that people are the focus, that our children have a stronger, safer and greener future. That people will take their heads out of their asses and look around the neighbourhood they live in....because that is reality that is the world you live in and that is what we need to take care of .... You voted for change...are you willing to help?!
I would like to think I am~! Spreading the power of the smile, sharing the warmth of my home, and the beauty of the world around me.
Stand up my friends, share a smile today not because Obama was elected but because those around you are ready for a change...lets help make that change~!
Monday, November 3, 2008
monday morning thoughts of ...its tooo freak'n early!
Monday morning, changing time, changing year, wake up 5:45am...fall back and sleep in...... my ass! is all I have to say about that. Strangely Nishka still woke me up like clockwork at 12:30 for a run outside change has not affected her schedule...but damn way to early to wake up!
Halloween..fantastic, a great night of fun and candy. Aspen a Renaissance queen and Ryki the ninja with Mama trailing along behind counting heads in my head to toe sparkling clown outfit. When the headlights hit me I am told I look like a dancing disco ball. Strategic and Fun is my costume..safety for our group walking cause no one can miss that shine, and easy to find for my kids coming out of a house with fifty other running screaming children. I was told by the locals you have to go to King St. I feel sorry for those with that address, firetrucks parked at each end blocking traffic to locals only, what seemed like a thousand children running here and there. Some neighbours banding together...parking at one, and partying at the other on the deck with a brew and yards filled with those inflatable deco's...huge eyeballs hanging from the rooftops! We had to explain to our goonie tribe of six ...no punching out the deco's..."but they bounce right back atcha~!" I heard. haunted houses, lots of candy and a treasure hunt and campfire to cap off the night...it was great.
confession time.....
in my question to determine what the hell is a blog and why am I doing it....I was listening to a program about blogging on the CBC radio, the why's the how's and the what fors....maybe i should have just googled 'what the hell is a blog'
what i noted was ...what am i trying to say...do i have a cause....who are the people i am trying to reach...well damn that is more work to figure out for me I guess. on top of the chores, the to do list, the skewlwork. I think I have the basics...and thinking there may be some tweaking..who knows...this is what I know. what am I saying..most times what ever the hell I want, sometime a ramble bout our life round the acres, with a goonie tale or two, sometimes me crabbing bout the news that annoys me, or thoughts that run thru my loony head do i have a cause..sure i do...the plight of the good dad that doesn't want to be screwed by the fact he does not have custody, or any rights really ...can i fight the good cause...no because for the most part the fight just comes back to bite you in the ass...so in there will be the tweaking...how much am i willing to risk that someone who I might not want to see will see my blog...but that would be my cause....who am I trying to reach...well my friends, my rbloggers and who ever else should happen to want to escape and share a tale from the Shoeless Acres.
oh...and inspired by another rblogger..I have created a to do list...(WORK!) I am attempting to get'erdone so to speak, and working harder at setting a schedule I found mine from the daysinndazeof hotel'n...I had it booked to the fifteen minute time spans way back when...so i should be able to remember how right? first on the list...good morning emails, blogs and then...shut the computer down for the day...................augh...we will see how this goes...I should be back by three!
on a happy hat note..my obsession has finally figured out how to make a BIG size hat without the toaster cover look to it. there has been many a hat been torn apart over the past week leaving me behind once again ...driving me batty but its done...figured out .... mastered the happy hat!
Halloween..fantastic, a great night of fun and candy. Aspen a Renaissance queen and Ryki the ninja with Mama trailing along behind counting heads in my head to toe sparkling clown outfit. When the headlights hit me I am told I look like a dancing disco ball. Strategic and Fun is my costume..safety for our group walking cause no one can miss that shine, and easy to find for my kids coming out of a house with fifty other running screaming children. I was told by the locals you have to go to King St. I feel sorry for those with that address, firetrucks parked at each end blocking traffic to locals only, what seemed like a thousand children running here and there. Some neighbours banding together...parking at one, and partying at the other on the deck with a brew and yards filled with those inflatable deco's...huge eyeballs hanging from the rooftops! We had to explain to our goonie tribe of six ...no punching out the deco's..."but they bounce right back atcha~!" I heard. haunted houses, lots of candy and a treasure hunt and campfire to cap off the night...it was great.
confession time.....
in my question to determine what the hell is a blog and why am I doing it....I was listening to a program about blogging on the CBC radio, the why's the how's and the what fors....maybe i should have just googled 'what the hell is a blog'
what i noted was ...what am i trying to say...do i have a cause....who are the people i am trying to reach...well damn that is more work to figure out for me I guess. on top of the chores, the to do list, the skewlwork. I think I have the basics...and thinking there may be some tweaking..who knows...this is what I know. what am I saying..most times what ever the hell I want, sometime a ramble bout our life round the acres, with a goonie tale or two, sometimes me crabbing bout the news that annoys me, or thoughts that run thru my loony head do i have a cause..sure i do...the plight of the good dad that doesn't want to be screwed by the fact he does not have custody, or any rights really ...can i fight the good cause...no because for the most part the fight just comes back to bite you in the ass...so in there will be the tweaking...how much am i willing to risk that someone who I might not want to see will see my blog...but that would be my cause....who am I trying to reach...well my friends, my rbloggers and who ever else should happen to want to escape and share a tale from the Shoeless Acres.
oh...and inspired by another rblogger..I have created a to do list...(WORK!) I am attempting to get'erdone so to speak, and working harder at setting a schedule I found mine from the daysinndazeof hotel'n...I had it booked to the fifteen minute time spans way back when...so i should be able to remember how right? first on the list...good morning emails, blogs and then...shut the computer down for the day...................augh...we will see how this goes...I should be back by three!
on a happy hat note..my obsession has finally figured out how to make a BIG size hat without the toaster cover look to it. there has been many a hat been torn apart over the past week leaving me behind once again ...driving me batty but its done...figured out .... mastered the happy hat!
Thursday, October 23, 2008
let it snow ! and let me ramble!
you know two days in a row i have woke up 'blog'n in my head' now i sit here and wonder..what the hell was it i was gonna say? what was that thought running thru my head? This morning the thoughts were running, the kids were up, and I clicked on the kettle only to see the time...6 freak'n AM?! A little early I would say..damn it! and chilly!
WE GOT SNOW! not last night, two days ago really but there is still some here and even the leftovers of the kids first snoman of the year. sadly taken out yesterday by the bright sunshine and blue skies. Kiddies R loving it though...they were out the door yesterday before 8am~! so with any luck it will melt away before halloween, and give me a chance to get the crap put away in the wrecking yard...toys do not fair well under the sno and path of the ski doo!
So...rambling lets seee......
in the news A young boy (tween?) from Barrie has recently gone missing and the story is in the news. his parents worried, but confident he is safe somewhere playing video games. now blaming his running away on his addiction to the games, . the news bringing up more stories to coincide showing the harmful effects of the video games....WTF?! this drives me nuts..who is buying the video games? who is giving it to the kids, and letting them play unsupervised for hours on end?! In my last post I referred to my beach boy as a city kid. I meant this in a loving way...I know that there are many city kids out there in the world today who do not have the space to run and play in the concrete jungle...but I have to wonder what the hell are these parents thinking? I am proud my kids play with dirt, and know how to occupy their time in their day with PLAY, we have video games in our house, and the kids play with them. But they play with other things...DIRT! they explore, imagine and create and video games are not the sole source of entertainment. I think its about time parents start being parents, many have forgotten that rules are good for kids, and there are other things to respect in life than the electronic toys. So now it is up to the local law, volunteers etc to find this spoiled little bastard who is probably sitting in someones basement playing games! I think the parents should foot the bill for this search maybe....take the video game money away from the kid and pay the cost?!
Speaking of costs, the kids and i made it out shopping for Halloween costumes yesterday. Lucky for me the snow on the ground factor came in handy with the avoid the slutty hanna montana costume for Aspen. So much for no cable no pressure....she has been all the rage about being hanna montanna this year, while i control my own rage of NOT saying...'no honey you cannot dress like that for Halloween' bonus of living in the chilly north @ halloween...costumes have to be covered enough for clothes to fit underneath...layers many many layers! I managed to not blow TOOO much money on them, but did have to pick up a little extra for ryki's costume...accessories were a must have.
oh and a shout out to one of my fav blogs ... the journal revolution! I can't say enough about the giggles I get from reading the adventures of these two sisters. Literally saving my life (or my mom's!) when I was away from the comfort of my own home with stories of cold meat, and this morning with stories of fellow ball 'keepers' and support for a gramma...FREE EDNA~!
a warning to my friend LW from my love.....beware of those kids on the street, he was one of those kids, and Halloween is around the corner...best to give the balls back for the coming week or so maybe!
WE GOT SNOW! not last night, two days ago really but there is still some here and even the leftovers of the kids first snoman of the year. sadly taken out yesterday by the bright sunshine and blue skies. Kiddies R loving it though...they were out the door yesterday before 8am~! so with any luck it will melt away before halloween, and give me a chance to get the crap put away in the wrecking yard...toys do not fair well under the sno and path of the ski doo!
So...rambling lets seee......
in the news A young boy (tween?) from Barrie has recently gone missing and the story is in the news. his parents worried, but confident he is safe somewhere playing video games. now blaming his running away on his addiction to the games, . the news bringing up more stories to coincide showing the harmful effects of the video games....WTF?! this drives me nuts..who is buying the video games? who is giving it to the kids, and letting them play unsupervised for hours on end?! In my last post I referred to my beach boy as a city kid. I meant this in a loving way...I know that there are many city kids out there in the world today who do not have the space to run and play in the concrete jungle...but I have to wonder what the hell are these parents thinking? I am proud my kids play with dirt, and know how to occupy their time in their day with PLAY, we have video games in our house, and the kids play with them. But they play with other things...DIRT! they explore, imagine and create and video games are not the sole source of entertainment. I think its about time parents start being parents, many have forgotten that rules are good for kids, and there are other things to respect in life than the electronic toys. So now it is up to the local law, volunteers etc to find this spoiled little bastard who is probably sitting in someones basement playing games! I think the parents should foot the bill for this search maybe....take the video game money away from the kid and pay the cost?!
Speaking of costs, the kids and i made it out shopping for Halloween costumes yesterday. Lucky for me the snow on the ground factor came in handy with the avoid the slutty hanna montana costume for Aspen. So much for no cable no pressure....she has been all the rage about being hanna montanna this year, while i control my own rage of NOT saying...'no honey you cannot dress like that for Halloween' bonus of living in the chilly north @ halloween...costumes have to be covered enough for clothes to fit underneath...layers many many layers! I managed to not blow TOOO much money on them, but did have to pick up a little extra for ryki's costume...accessories were a must have.
oh and a shout out to one of my fav blogs ... the journal revolution! I can't say enough about the giggles I get from reading the adventures of these two sisters. Literally saving my life (or my mom's!) when I was away from the comfort of my own home with stories of cold meat, and this morning with stories of fellow ball 'keepers' and support for a gramma...FREE EDNA~!
a warning to my friend LW from my love.....beware of those kids on the street, he was one of those kids, and Halloween is around the corner...best to give the balls back for the coming week or so maybe!
Monday, October 20, 2008
Lake Kawigamog
Well Monday returns...my beach boy has gone home to the beach, and the day ahead isn't looking pleasant! laundry@ the mat..augh! I really can't wait to get a machine in the house again..I despise laundrymats especially during the germ season!
The weather is changing fast, the leaves nearly all fallen, and snow in the forecast for tonight! We spent the spare time yesterday hucking wood in the house. still more to go, then we fill the porch, and more to pick up just outside of town. I would like to have enough not to be counting sticks in the end! but admit...I am loving the heat of the woodstove again!
My chickens are doing fucking fantastic! they look like real chickens now, and are growing fast! This fall crop stuff isn't hard at all. I spoiled them with a fresh clean saturday morning, making their coup comfy warm with lots of hay and fresh chips for their bed. While the last crop were killer chickens that attacked when you went in, these guys are wimps ... running for their lives when I dump in the chips...funny for this loon at 7am in the morning dressed in a moomoo and hoodie.
Saturday we went to Lake Kawigam0g...damn I have spelled that soo many times over the weekend...I will call it what it is..Lost Channel. It really is my dream place to live, if it wasn't for the hour and a half drive further into the middle of no where~! But beautiful is an understatement. A rare area that is still officially and "undeclared township" which around here means..no permits, no bylaws, no building inspectors. you are able to build whatever, where ever, live in, do whatever! with that also come the fact you do not pay property tax, therefore you do not have the luxury of 911 for fire. Ambulance comes, but you are looking at an average of one hour or more wait, unless a helicopter is available. For those living there now, I am sure they are anxiously waiting for word. A local Township has eyes on the prize and working to declare it theirs. Not so bad, about time some would say, but others that are retired to the serene life in the north may be facing some hefty tax hikes when their mansions are declared. While others who may be living in a trailer while building their dream home stone by stone may be unable to stay if the 'town rules apply'
Our fav hang in the area is Lost Channel. A shoreline along the lake that includes an Inn, cabins, and campground (seasonal) with a small river like exit that deadends a ways down. We have frequented the campground with family, are known in the inn...paradise! But down the road is where Rollie lived. A gentle old man who built his cabin many many moons ago, still equipped with a compost toilet, and plywood walls, even plexi glass for windows. He was recently removed from his little cabin to be 'retired to the home" at 75years old the bells went off when he was found mounting sprinklers to the high A frame steel roof, with hose running down the side, his home made fire protection. But finally last winter when paying a visit, his son found Rollie heating the house with the BBQ. While family had him committed...the sly old guy spent his time getting himself deemed sane....checking out without notice (insert giggle) He has since retired to the home, without grudge, but his little cabin seems empty now, sad without the eccentric old man rummaging around.
We were there for to send off Uncle Fred, and pick up our Pig. The frozen kind straight from cousin Jeff....who I will add is a serious dead look alike for stephen king..but farm boy size! Uncle Fred was heading forty minutes into the bush via quad...moose season begins today! here's hoping they get one!
I got to drive the new truck there! holy bells and whistles! its like driving a bus but smooth as butter. and for this loony driving who shouldn't play with buttons?! heat, volume and radio stations are right on the sterring wheel! my love was quick to jump back into the drivers seat when we returned to home...he is still very much in the 'boy with new toy' phase of things.
so i managed to not burn the hashbrowns the kids are having for breaky..and get this blog blogged...time management~! YA RITE..we will see have the rest of the day goes!
Hope its a good one for you all~!
The weather is changing fast, the leaves nearly all fallen, and snow in the forecast for tonight! We spent the spare time yesterday hucking wood in the house. still more to go, then we fill the porch, and more to pick up just outside of town. I would like to have enough not to be counting sticks in the end! but admit...I am loving the heat of the woodstove again!
My chickens are doing fucking fantastic! they look like real chickens now, and are growing fast! This fall crop stuff isn't hard at all. I spoiled them with a fresh clean saturday morning, making their coup comfy warm with lots of hay and fresh chips for their bed. While the last crop were killer chickens that attacked when you went in, these guys are wimps ... running for their lives when I dump in the chips...funny for this loon at 7am in the morning dressed in a moomoo and hoodie.
Saturday we went to Lake Kawigam0g...damn I have spelled that soo many times over the weekend...I will call it what it is..Lost Channel. It really is my dream place to live, if it wasn't for the hour and a half drive further into the middle of no where~! But beautiful is an understatement. A rare area that is still officially and "undeclared township" which around here means..no permits, no bylaws, no building inspectors. you are able to build whatever, where ever, live in, do whatever! with that also come the fact you do not pay property tax, therefore you do not have the luxury of 911 for fire. Ambulance comes, but you are looking at an average of one hour or more wait, unless a helicopter is available. For those living there now, I am sure they are anxiously waiting for word. A local Township has eyes on the prize and working to declare it theirs. Not so bad, about time some would say, but others that are retired to the serene life in the north may be facing some hefty tax hikes when their mansions are declared. While others who may be living in a trailer while building their dream home stone by stone may be unable to stay if the 'town rules apply'
Our fav hang in the area is Lost Channel. A shoreline along the lake that includes an Inn, cabins, and campground (seasonal) with a small river like exit that deadends a ways down. We have frequented the campground with family, are known in the inn...paradise! But down the road is where Rollie lived. A gentle old man who built his cabin many many moons ago, still equipped with a compost toilet, and plywood walls, even plexi glass for windows. He was recently removed from his little cabin to be 'retired to the home" at 75years old the bells went off when he was found mounting sprinklers to the high A frame steel roof, with hose running down the side, his home made fire protection. But finally last winter when paying a visit, his son found Rollie heating the house with the BBQ. While family had him committed...the sly old guy spent his time getting himself deemed sane....checking out without notice (insert giggle) He has since retired to the home, without grudge, but his little cabin seems empty now, sad without the eccentric old man rummaging around.
We were there for to send off Uncle Fred, and pick up our Pig. The frozen kind straight from cousin Jeff....who I will add is a serious dead look alike for stephen king..but farm boy size! Uncle Fred was heading forty minutes into the bush via quad...moose season begins today! here's hoping they get one!
I got to drive the new truck there! holy bells and whistles! its like driving a bus but smooth as butter. and for this loony driving who shouldn't play with buttons?! heat, volume and radio stations are right on the sterring wheel! my love was quick to jump back into the drivers seat when we returned to home...he is still very much in the 'boy with new toy' phase of things.
so i managed to not burn the hashbrowns the kids are having for breaky..and get this blog blogged...time management~! YA RITE..we will see have the rest of the day goes!
Hope its a good one for you all~!
Friday, October 17, 2008
A fast paced night in the kitchen~!
Day six of my beach boy's visit with only two sleeps to go. Whatta week~! Non stop giggling, cooking, buying MILK and smiles. I swear I have been to the store three times this week for milk! I shouldn't be surprised I supposed, as I look into the eyes of my nine year old who is less than an inch away from my own height! Yup I will be looking up come next summer.
As usual, there was the normal three daze of waiting for him to slip into Shoeless shape. Taking him a while to get used to the fact here you come up with your own daily fun, not having it handed to you on a platter with fries. I was almost scared Sunday night when Ryki yelled "Alex get off the couch and do something lets play" followed by..."you are not normal lying there" Alex I guess was perturbed by this when he declared " I am normal!" "normal boys get things, normal boys get to go to the movies, and rent video games, normal boys eat @ mcdonald's, and go shopping~!" yup there it is, my beach boy, the single kid at home with Mama, turned into a city kid....oh how I wish we could keep him! Poor Daddy looking down at the floor, declaring another son spoiled~! Its scary really when you look into the yard and see the goonies playing in the wrecking yard, the girls making mud cupcakes, and the boys annoying them by adding bug sparkles to the mix. Then there is my beach boy sitting on the lawn, fiddling with the grass. When Dad asked 'what's up?' he replied 'i don't play with dirt, and I don't do creeks!" ahh...if only kids were encouraged more to play with good old fashioned dirt more often....I played with dirt and I am not that loony!
But we go with the flow, and enjoy the time we have, and really by day three he starts to come around....letting that natural habit of just fun play kick in. Last night we got out the paint for some Halloween painting fun. Everyone around the table with their paint trays set up, paper ready, even Alex sitting down for some fun. I opened our new paint bottle, popping the top for an easy squeeze. Turned the bottle of blue to give Ryki his paint and WHOOSH! Out it came, not out of the convenient hole I had popped but out the side ... across the table straight at my beach boy! He dove like it was a missile coming at him~! Still getting a spot of paint on his arm you could see panic in his eyes, Aspen jumping for the paper towel...'don't worry Alex it will clean up right away' Poor kid, really has issues with 'stuff on him' so there was a mad rush to the bathroom to clean off the mess, with giggles of "its just a little paint" When it was all cleaned up and said and done Alex looked down at the floor and said "geeze you shot me! look at the splatter on the floor, its just like CSI!"
And the excitement didn't just stop there either, after making dinner and going to call my love in from the shop I returned to the kitchen to find my six perfectly cooked honey garlic sausages...missing from the pan!! THE DAMN DOG ATE MY DINNER! Needless to say in a mad loony fury I grabbed the frying pan and started swinging...here's hoping the Damn Dog will not be touching that pan again...for dinner...KD and frozen Pizza.
Yup busy daze around the acres, today on the list...finalize the plans for pumpkins, clean the house Friday, roast a chicken, finish up our schoolwork for the week (insert me smirking after a week of homeschool'n a public schooler...the work is not very interesting or challenging...skewl on the shoeless acres is way more fun...and according to ryki..there are more questions on his!)
oh ya...and start the round of faxing again!! While we assumed this week when we got our government bonus in the form of a GST cheque the almighty FRO had discovered their screwup, but failed to acknowledge it? After another round of 45mins on hold, the good dad found out last night...yes they have lifted the government garnishment "FOR NOW" NO...they still have no record of our $950. payment to them...that was cashed 17 fucking daze ago by them?! needless to say I will be flooding their offices again, along with preparing a package for our local provincial government official..the MPP. The crock of an agency they call FRO is really a joke, how the fuck they can not have record of these payments is beyond me, and the fact they tell my good dad husband on the phone every time..."sir if you just paid your support there wouldn't be an issue, and it is on you to prove otherwise" ITS PAID~! ITS CASHED!! good grief I would love to raise a holy fucking stink about this...but reality says....GOOD dads have no money left to fight the fight...feed the lawyers, and still have a smile on his face at the end of the day!
As usual, there was the normal three daze of waiting for him to slip into Shoeless shape. Taking him a while to get used to the fact here you come up with your own daily fun, not having it handed to you on a platter with fries. I was almost scared Sunday night when Ryki yelled "Alex get off the couch and do something lets play" followed by..."you are not normal lying there" Alex I guess was perturbed by this when he declared " I am normal!" "normal boys get things, normal boys get to go to the movies, and rent video games, normal boys eat @ mcdonald's, and go shopping~!" yup there it is, my beach boy, the single kid at home with Mama, turned into a city kid....oh how I wish we could keep him! Poor Daddy looking down at the floor, declaring another son spoiled~! Its scary really when you look into the yard and see the goonies playing in the wrecking yard, the girls making mud cupcakes, and the boys annoying them by adding bug sparkles to the mix. Then there is my beach boy sitting on the lawn, fiddling with the grass. When Dad asked 'what's up?' he replied 'i don't play with dirt, and I don't do creeks!" ahh...if only kids were encouraged more to play with good old fashioned dirt more often....I played with dirt and I am not that loony!
But we go with the flow, and enjoy the time we have, and really by day three he starts to come around....letting that natural habit of just fun play kick in. Last night we got out the paint for some Halloween painting fun. Everyone around the table with their paint trays set up, paper ready, even Alex sitting down for some fun. I opened our new paint bottle, popping the top for an easy squeeze. Turned the bottle of blue to give Ryki his paint and WHOOSH! Out it came, not out of the convenient hole I had popped but out the side ... across the table straight at my beach boy! He dove like it was a missile coming at him~! Still getting a spot of paint on his arm you could see panic in his eyes, Aspen jumping for the paper towel...'don't worry Alex it will clean up right away' Poor kid, really has issues with 'stuff on him' so there was a mad rush to the bathroom to clean off the mess, with giggles of "its just a little paint" When it was all cleaned up and said and done Alex looked down at the floor and said "geeze you shot me! look at the splatter on the floor, its just like CSI!"
And the excitement didn't just stop there either, after making dinner and going to call my love in from the shop I returned to the kitchen to find my six perfectly cooked honey garlic sausages...missing from the pan!! THE DAMN DOG ATE MY DINNER! Needless to say in a mad loony fury I grabbed the frying pan and started swinging...here's hoping the Damn Dog will not be touching that pan again...for dinner...KD and frozen Pizza.
Yup busy daze around the acres, today on the list...finalize the plans for pumpkins, clean the house Friday, roast a chicken, finish up our schoolwork for the week (insert me smirking after a week of homeschool'n a public schooler...the work is not very interesting or challenging...skewl on the shoeless acres is way more fun...and according to ryki..there are more questions on his!)
oh ya...and start the round of faxing again!! While we assumed this week when we got our government bonus in the form of a GST cheque the almighty FRO had discovered their screwup, but failed to acknowledge it? After another round of 45mins on hold, the good dad found out last night...yes they have lifted the government garnishment "FOR NOW" NO...they still have no record of our $950. payment to them...that was cashed 17 fucking daze ago by them?! needless to say I will be flooding their offices again, along with preparing a package for our local provincial government official..the MPP. The crock of an agency they call FRO is really a joke, how the fuck they can not have record of these payments is beyond me, and the fact they tell my good dad husband on the phone every time..."sir if you just paid your support there wouldn't be an issue, and it is on you to prove otherwise" ITS PAID~! ITS CASHED!! good grief I would love to raise a holy fucking stink about this...but reality says....GOOD dads have no money left to fight the fight...feed the lawyers, and still have a smile on his face at the end of the day!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Playing Politics
So yesterday was election day in Canada. A federal election where you elect you MP for you riding, and the party with the most MP's elected thru~out Canada, their leader becomes the Prime Minister. Now in general I am not a political person, I avoid it, try not to think about it cause it truly annoys me...I just go on about my day, paying taxes as I go, waiting for the ball to drop..aka the envelope in the mail stating something about calculations and adjustments and you owe us. I pay it and life goes on. At any given time in the day 24-7 I know that I can take my children to a doctor and get medical attention without worrying about the cost, Canada is truly a beautiful peaceful place to live, and I am proud to be Canadian.
then there is the but...
but yesterday I played with politics, participating in discussions, explaining (or trying to) our Cdn system to some American Friends. I even looked into a few things in detail!! this is so not me~!
BUT I did discover a few things and come to realize a few more things ... annoying things why I do not play politics!
facts about our election...
note: i will refer to our current re~elected Prime Minister as...Dork
59% of the total voting population actually voted...the lowest turnout ever this is sad because I wonder why? can u imagine the difference those votes could make? As the Green Party leader said, many people who do not have a drivers licence also lack the ID required to vote. How many people are left out, including the blind who do not have photo ID (in general)
**I voted green, I live in a very Liberal Riding so I gave my buck and a half to the Green Party...ya they get paid just over a buck for each vote for funding future elections
this was the fourth federal election in eight years. Normally if they can all get along in politics you should not have to go to the polls so often. Unfortunately the dork is a control freak who doesn't play well with others, and the minority governments fall
each election costs $300million dollars (insert mike myers doing the math~!)
how freaking ridiculous is this?! we are spending this much money on these idiots not getting along at their jobs? The dork spent our money on passing some bill about calling elections, and then broke the law to call this election...how much money will be spent in coming days on that? determining if he broke the law? Is it me? or was calling an election right at the end of the American campaigning (debates!) were going on? At a time when the world is focused on the American Elections....does this not take away from our own?
Typical because thru out the whole process I rarely heard anyone say anything productive.
I was happy to see a bit more of a mix up in the numbers last night, seeing NDP gain a little ground, I think I like them, but still have a gut feeling I don't? The greens I have to say have impressed me the most, while I would honestly have my doubts about Elisabeth running the country I thought she handled herself the BEST thru out the elections...just wish the over million votes they scored last night would actually get them a member in the house.
first one thru the gate I think one guy called our election process... more research I will avoid I think.
Different strokes for Different folks I suppose. What one SAHM saw as a 'paycheck' for staying home, I saw as a payoff and a slap in the face from the dork, taking away established subsidies for those needing daycare...a reality today when two incomes and daycare may be needed to survive. In my eyes $100/mth and paying taxes on that money at the end of the year isn't worth the cheques and stamps to send them...reality says $100 doesn't go far, and I am worth alot more than that paycheck! And of course the carbon tax, what I see as a necessary evil, not knowing ALL the ins and outs, but seeing as the idea of it something we will all have to face sooner than later...others see as yet another rip off, yet another way for the government to take our money, ignoring the costs to our environment and results of energy splurgers
.
BUT over all the best part of the evening? my favorite Report of Politics, The Mercer Report. He is the best~! And if I had one wish it would be that the first day back everyone in the house have to watch Rick Mercer...and his rant~!
Get along officials...we put you there, you get paid to do a job...let see if you can fucking do it like grown ups~!
we shall see I suppose....any guesses? voting again come spring? or does that give the Liberals enough time to ditch Dion?! maybe we will get lucky and Harper will get the boot too
I had tried to get a link for him...but check this guy out...he's great
rickmercer.com
then there is the but...
but yesterday I played with politics, participating in discussions, explaining (or trying to) our Cdn system to some American Friends. I even looked into a few things in detail!! this is so not me~!
BUT I did discover a few things and come to realize a few more things ... annoying things why I do not play politics!
facts about our election...
note: i will refer to our current re~elected Prime Minister as...Dork
59% of the total voting population actually voted...the lowest turnout ever this is sad because I wonder why? can u imagine the difference those votes could make? As the Green Party leader said, many people who do not have a drivers licence also lack the ID required to vote. How many people are left out, including the blind who do not have photo ID (in general)
**I voted green, I live in a very Liberal Riding so I gave my buck and a half to the Green Party...ya they get paid just over a buck for each vote for funding future elections
this was the fourth federal election in eight years. Normally if they can all get along in politics you should not have to go to the polls so often. Unfortunately the dork is a control freak who doesn't play well with others, and the minority governments fall
each election costs $300million dollars (insert mike myers doing the math~!)
how freaking ridiculous is this?! we are spending this much money on these idiots not getting along at their jobs? The dork spent our money on passing some bill about calling elections, and then broke the law to call this election...how much money will be spent in coming days on that? determining if he broke the law? Is it me? or was calling an election right at the end of the American campaigning (debates!) were going on? At a time when the world is focused on the American Elections....does this not take away from our own?
Typical because thru out the whole process I rarely heard anyone say anything productive.
I was happy to see a bit more of a mix up in the numbers last night, seeing NDP gain a little ground, I think I like them, but still have a gut feeling I don't? The greens I have to say have impressed me the most, while I would honestly have my doubts about Elisabeth running the country I thought she handled herself the BEST thru out the elections...just wish the over million votes they scored last night would actually get them a member in the house.
first one thru the gate I think one guy called our election process... more research I will avoid I think.
Different strokes for Different folks I suppose. What one SAHM saw as a 'paycheck' for staying home, I saw as a payoff and a slap in the face from the dork, taking away established subsidies for those needing daycare...a reality today when two incomes and daycare may be needed to survive. In my eyes $100/mth and paying taxes on that money at the end of the year isn't worth the cheques and stamps to send them...reality says $100 doesn't go far, and I am worth alot more than that paycheck! And of course the carbon tax, what I see as a necessary evil, not knowing ALL the ins and outs, but seeing as the idea of it something we will all have to face sooner than later...others see as yet another rip off, yet another way for the government to take our money, ignoring the costs to our environment and results of energy splurgers
.
BUT over all the best part of the evening? my favorite Report of Politics, The Mercer Report. He is the best~! And if I had one wish it would be that the first day back everyone in the house have to watch Rick Mercer...and his rant~!
Get along officials...we put you there, you get paid to do a job...let see if you can fucking do it like grown ups~!
we shall see I suppose....any guesses? voting again come spring? or does that give the Liberals enough time to ditch Dion?! maybe we will get lucky and Harper will get the boot too
I had tried to get a link for him...but check this guy out...he's great
rickmercer.com
Friday, October 10, 2008
Ready to Go~ HOME~!
well I thought since we R on the road so to speak...I should blog from the road. And now that I have a moment to blog without the eyes of MOM looking over my shoulder....here I am.
Its day four of our adventure back to the home town, our final day before our journey takes us home to the Shoeless Acres. A fantastic trip of visiting, celebrating and hanging with the fam. We were lucky enough to meet the newest addition to the fam in her first hours of life...my niece KALEA REIN, born Tuesday October 7th, @ 8:47am 6lbs12oz and truly a beautiful little angel~! Proud parents, my sister Sherri and her partner Jay, with beaming big sisters Ilonna and Adania. My sister the trooper Mama she is, had the csection Tuesday and was checked out of hospital Thursday by 9am~! I joked with her about being the first csection of the day...she got the seniority status with it being baby number three! I wouldn't want to be stuck in the hospital room either~! Uncomfy beds, annoying nurses (there was only one..the rest are great) and realistically...how much good sleep does a Mama get @ night when the Mama next door is screaming..."get this fucking thing outta me now!!" note...I was not one of these screamers~!...I was a "oh my goodness" or "oh daddy!" kinda screamer.
We spent the afternoon with the family yesterday...having dinner and cuddling, squeezing and kissing the wee one! Aspen was in awe, spending LOTS of time holding her new cousin, whispering to Aunt Sherri "she is so pretty" ... 'she really is beautiful!" and grinning from ear to ear. Ilonna who is four and the big sister in the family stopping as she passes for a little hug here and there. She is the family queen of hugging right now, much to the dismay of her cousin Ryki who I think has had more than enough kisses from his cuz~! and has admitted that "even though its ANOTHER girl...she is pretty cute"
Along the way there has been other family visits.... a fast action game of broomball to watch with my youngest sister Nadine playing. Broomball is a game I have played MANY moons ago in highschool, part of life in the country I suppose. But watching the game now...I can't say I would join in the fun. Something about running around an icerink in rubber shoes having a hard plastic broom swung around and a frozen hard ball coming at me....YUP I will leave those sports activities to Nadine and her team...."chicksw/sticks"
We also had to the chance to have lunch with my Aunt Suzy~Q. My favorite aunt on my Dad's side, the one that I get to play hen in the coup and cluck away over the latest news. I love her, always have and it was great to hang with her for lunch! She was happy to see my brats and how much they have grown, happy to tell me all about her grandkids, and very proud to report that TODAY is her five year mark of being cancer free! ~Aunt Sue is a breast cancer survivor.(insert proud and happy tears and smiles!)
And another FLICKR~family visit when me and the brats finally made our way to see Bev on her farm~! Not quite as long as I would prefer, and sadly another visit was just not in the cards this time, but what a pretty farm, and a great visit with Bev. The kids in total awe as the area where Bev's farm is located is also the location of MANY windmills...a windfarm as they call it. I heard shouts from the backseat "holy crap Mom look how big they are" "we have NEVER been this close to REAL windmills" pretty impressive I have to say...they are big, and they are many!
So, since I have many things to do before we leave today...I will leave this blog for now, and catch up later when I make it home. For now, back to packing, cleaning sorting and stuffing all things into the Hyundai. Making room for my beach boy cause we get to pick him up from school today at 2pm, his bag...and as many pumpkins as I can fit in along the way. Back home in the north average cost for a pumpkin?? $7.99 Here around the home town average cost?? found while driving thru the country road2...wagons full of huge beautiful pumpkins? $3.00
How many pumpkins can one cheapskate~loon fit into a Hyundai???? stay tuned!!!
Its day four of our adventure back to the home town, our final day before our journey takes us home to the Shoeless Acres. A fantastic trip of visiting, celebrating and hanging with the fam. We were lucky enough to meet the newest addition to the fam in her first hours of life...my niece KALEA REIN, born Tuesday October 7th, @ 8:47am 6lbs12oz and truly a beautiful little angel~! Proud parents, my sister Sherri and her partner Jay, with beaming big sisters Ilonna and Adania. My sister the trooper Mama she is, had the csection Tuesday and was checked out of hospital Thursday by 9am~! I joked with her about being the first csection of the day...she got the seniority status with it being baby number three! I wouldn't want to be stuck in the hospital room either~! Uncomfy beds, annoying nurses (there was only one..the rest are great) and realistically...how much good sleep does a Mama get @ night when the Mama next door is screaming..."get this fucking thing outta me now!!" note...I was not one of these screamers~!...I was a "oh my goodness" or "oh daddy!" kinda screamer.
We spent the afternoon with the family yesterday...having dinner and cuddling, squeezing and kissing the wee one! Aspen was in awe, spending LOTS of time holding her new cousin, whispering to Aunt Sherri "she is so pretty" ... 'she really is beautiful!" and grinning from ear to ear. Ilonna who is four and the big sister in the family stopping as she passes for a little hug here and there. She is the family queen of hugging right now, much to the dismay of her cousin Ryki who I think has had more than enough kisses from his cuz~! and has admitted that "even though its ANOTHER girl...she is pretty cute"
Along the way there has been other family visits.... a fast action game of broomball to watch with my youngest sister Nadine playing. Broomball is a game I have played MANY moons ago in highschool, part of life in the country I suppose. But watching the game now...I can't say I would join in the fun. Something about running around an icerink in rubber shoes having a hard plastic broom swung around and a frozen hard ball coming at me....YUP I will leave those sports activities to Nadine and her team...."chicksw/sticks"
We also had to the chance to have lunch with my Aunt Suzy~Q. My favorite aunt on my Dad's side, the one that I get to play hen in the coup and cluck away over the latest news. I love her, always have and it was great to hang with her for lunch! She was happy to see my brats and how much they have grown, happy to tell me all about her grandkids, and very proud to report that TODAY is her five year mark of being cancer free! ~Aunt Sue is a breast cancer survivor.(insert proud and happy tears and smiles!)
And another FLICKR~family visit when me and the brats finally made our way to see Bev on her farm~! Not quite as long as I would prefer, and sadly another visit was just not in the cards this time, but what a pretty farm, and a great visit with Bev. The kids in total awe as the area where Bev's farm is located is also the location of MANY windmills...a windfarm as they call it. I heard shouts from the backseat "holy crap Mom look how big they are" "we have NEVER been this close to REAL windmills" pretty impressive I have to say...they are big, and they are many!
So, since I have many things to do before we leave today...I will leave this blog for now, and catch up later when I make it home. For now, back to packing, cleaning sorting and stuffing all things into the Hyundai. Making room for my beach boy cause we get to pick him up from school today at 2pm, his bag...and as many pumpkins as I can fit in along the way. Back home in the north average cost for a pumpkin?? $7.99 Here around the home town average cost?? found while driving thru the country road2...wagons full of huge beautiful pumpkins? $3.00
How many pumpkins can one cheapskate~loon fit into a Hyundai???? stay tuned!!!
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
just when you think you are there....
you know back in the comfort zone of your own bed, ready for a good night of sleep...then suddenly you hear from above the scampering of little feet across the floor, only to hear the cries of your baby, calling for Mama. To the bathroom I flew only to find my wee man standing beside the toilet, a puddle of flem, puke and crud all over the floor, and his face covered in ick! My poor little man confused at what the hell was happening, me cursing Daddy for the before bed feast of cookies and milk, and the two of us gagging trying to escape the smell of vomit............hows that for some early morning thoughts.
Well it meant another night on the couch for Mama, sleeping next to the weary babes, spending the night doing everything but sleep. First it begins with Ryki and his 'whimpering in his sleep' a spin on talking I think, usually only long enough for him to find that deep 'fall out of the tree' moment, but also disturbing the force around Aspen who usually starts up with a tid bit or two of conversation. Finally just when I thought I was ready...sleep here I come...there is Nishka at my side whining to go out, and in, and out and in again...two times outside in the course of two hours~! wtf?! *I need some form of sleep to beat the crud out of my system! Finally dozed off after making room for two dogs, Aspen and myself and who should decide to wake up at five in the morning for some early poker action? my love..." I couldn't get back to sleep honey without you there to cuddle" just fucking great~! what is it my friend Linda Woods speaks of ?? Mercury in Retrograde?! well I will google that one day and start a new countdown...October 15??~! I don't know if I will survive that long.
On the funny side of life however there is always time for a smile. This one was at the expense of my love (and after the 5am wakeup call...he maybe deserved it!) Part of our day here is our noon hour call to my love. To see how his day is going, to say hello its lunchtime, and to gauge how long we have to turn the living room back into 'normal' again. Yesterday when I asked 'how is your day dear' I got ...'oh you know, one of those daze, the sheet said ~ no one home go right in, door will be unlocked' As it turns out, my love was sent to a house to install two windows, a last minute booking but not out of the norm. He got to the house, opened the door, entered the kitchen and WOOF! Barrelling down the hallway straight for my love was very large, and notso happy DOG! Slamming the door behind him, he exited the building. So what does a window installer do? Call the homeowner? call the shop?! well first he inspected the windows to be done, only to have the friendly neighbour come to inquire about his presence there. "oh the dog doesn't bite I don't think' my love was told... YA RITE!! ok! So he informed the neighbour that he was to install to windows, and proceeded to inspect ...solution? Since the windows were coming out anyways...he broke into the house thru the window, and using a 2x4, my love managed to slam the interior kitchen door shut, locking the angry dog out of the room to be entered. Into the house, thru the windows...my man completed his job for the day, leaving the dog locked in the kitchen. On a funnier side of this story.... the last time something like this happened, it was not a big ass dog chasing my love from the home, it was a kitty...yup...A CAT that came at him like nothing he had saw before, leaving him only enough time to escape to thru the patio door, and space to squeeze out a phone. That job resulted in my love spending a half hour sixteen feet up on a patio, waiting for the homeowner to come and lock up the cat....I could hear this cat over the phone that day...and all I can say is...that cat owner should hit record one day cause something tells me she could make a fortune on EVIL CAT SOUNDS!
Well it meant another night on the couch for Mama, sleeping next to the weary babes, spending the night doing everything but sleep. First it begins with Ryki and his 'whimpering in his sleep' a spin on talking I think, usually only long enough for him to find that deep 'fall out of the tree' moment, but also disturbing the force around Aspen who usually starts up with a tid bit or two of conversation. Finally just when I thought I was ready...sleep here I come...there is Nishka at my side whining to go out, and in, and out and in again...two times outside in the course of two hours~! wtf?! *I need some form of sleep to beat the crud out of my system! Finally dozed off after making room for two dogs, Aspen and myself and who should decide to wake up at five in the morning for some early poker action? my love..." I couldn't get back to sleep honey without you there to cuddle" just fucking great~! what is it my friend Linda Woods speaks of ?? Mercury in Retrograde?! well I will google that one day and start a new countdown...October 15??~! I don't know if I will survive that long.
On the funny side of life however there is always time for a smile. This one was at the expense of my love (and after the 5am wakeup call...he maybe deserved it!) Part of our day here is our noon hour call to my love. To see how his day is going, to say hello its lunchtime, and to gauge how long we have to turn the living room back into 'normal' again. Yesterday when I asked 'how is your day dear' I got ...'oh you know, one of those daze, the sheet said ~ no one home go right in, door will be unlocked' As it turns out, my love was sent to a house to install two windows, a last minute booking but not out of the norm. He got to the house, opened the door, entered the kitchen and WOOF! Barrelling down the hallway straight for my love was very large, and notso happy DOG! Slamming the door behind him, he exited the building. So what does a window installer do? Call the homeowner? call the shop?! well first he inspected the windows to be done, only to have the friendly neighbour come to inquire about his presence there. "oh the dog doesn't bite I don't think' my love was told... YA RITE!! ok! So he informed the neighbour that he was to install to windows, and proceeded to inspect ...solution? Since the windows were coming out anyways...he broke into the house thru the window, and using a 2x4, my love managed to slam the interior kitchen door shut, locking the angry dog out of the room to be entered. Into the house, thru the windows...my man completed his job for the day, leaving the dog locked in the kitchen. On a funnier side of this story.... the last time something like this happened, it was not a big ass dog chasing my love from the home, it was a kitty...yup...A CAT that came at him like nothing he had saw before, leaving him only enough time to escape to thru the patio door, and space to squeeze out a phone. That job resulted in my love spending a half hour sixteen feet up on a patio, waiting for the homeowner to come and lock up the cat....I could hear this cat over the phone that day...and all I can say is...that cat owner should hit record one day cause something tells me she could make a fortune on EVIL CAT SOUNDS!
Monday, September 29, 2008
Monday morning blah!
Well after four daze of sleeping on the couch with my sick little babes, I finally got to sleep in my own bed last night, only to wake up feeling like crap, coughing like a maniac and looking like something the cat dragged in! The kiddies R back in action, building a new cardboard hotel for their dolls, and I will be spending the day sipping on ginger tea soothing my throat, and planning our week of school.
I am not a happy Mama when my kiddies R sick...what Mama would be really. But in general it is maybe twice a year that we hit that sick~zone, institute a quarantine around the Acres. Poor little Jane was so tired from being sick, and sick of being tired, she laid on the couch yesterday with tears streaming begging to go outside and ride her bike 'but it has been three daze Mama...I haven't even rode my bike, just one time around the yard and I will come back inside" I just couldn't deny that little face her wish, praying on the inside it was a sign the crud was finally leaving. Along the sickness journey though we came across a couple of helpful tricks. First a trip to the pharmacy as I have no idea where our thermometer is. I found the basic model, along with something new. A fever strip! $3.50 a reusable strip you just hold on one's forehead with a color tab lighting up the temps. less than a minute, no worrying about the stick being in the right place, under the tongue, and not being chewed on. As far as accuracy goes, I wouldn't say it is perfect, but damn close enough to let you know its time for more drugs. It comes in a handy dandy little case, small enough for a wallet... a keeper. And a comfort zone for the little ones, a spin on Gramma's cold cloth remedy. Take a few pieces of papertowel (which oddly I had in the house?!) fold in half and soak in water, place in a ziplock bag flat and freeze (less than five minutes!) remove, wrap in a bandana and voila...relief for tired little heads. Ryki tied his right to his Little head like rambo falling asleep to Saturday morning cartoons. reusable, and cheap with no wet mess dripping down your face.
This week a couple of countdowns begin. The first counting down the days till my brand new NIECE to arrive. October 7th our family will be blessed again with a little bundle of joy. My sister anxious for the bundle to arrive and leave her body, and my nieces excited about meeting their new little sister. The news of "its a girl" came last week after a visit to the BEST OBGYN doctor EVER! While the hospital holds a strict policy on not disclosing the sex of the baby, our doctor has no problem sharing the information with expecting M0m's, and now is equipped with the ultra sound machine right in her office. She even lets my four year old niece do the ultra sound on Mama! how cool is that?! I knew from the start she was the best Doctor ever when she let me finish the delivery of Aspen by pulling her out myself on the final push, but it seems she gets better and better with every new arrival. And always jokes with my sister that since meeting me, our family has given her some great business over the years...our family baby count to date...six!
So onto the planning of our week. Workng in some time for some photography cause the leaves R changing and the colors this year R so bright...just beautiful. Also time to clean the disater zone called the kids room again, as we prepare...twelve more daze till my beach boy returns for a nine day visit home to the Shoeless Acres...I can't wait!
I am not a happy Mama when my kiddies R sick...what Mama would be really. But in general it is maybe twice a year that we hit that sick~zone, institute a quarantine around the Acres. Poor little Jane was so tired from being sick, and sick of being tired, she laid on the couch yesterday with tears streaming begging to go outside and ride her bike 'but it has been three daze Mama...I haven't even rode my bike, just one time around the yard and I will come back inside" I just couldn't deny that little face her wish, praying on the inside it was a sign the crud was finally leaving. Along the sickness journey though we came across a couple of helpful tricks. First a trip to the pharmacy as I have no idea where our thermometer is. I found the basic model, along with something new. A fever strip! $3.50 a reusable strip you just hold on one's forehead with a color tab lighting up the temps. less than a minute, no worrying about the stick being in the right place, under the tongue, and not being chewed on. As far as accuracy goes, I wouldn't say it is perfect, but damn close enough to let you know its time for more drugs. It comes in a handy dandy little case, small enough for a wallet... a keeper. And a comfort zone for the little ones, a spin on Gramma's cold cloth remedy. Take a few pieces of papertowel (which oddly I had in the house?!) fold in half and soak in water, place in a ziplock bag flat and freeze (less than five minutes!) remove, wrap in a bandana and voila...relief for tired little heads. Ryki tied his right to his Little head like rambo falling asleep to Saturday morning cartoons. reusable, and cheap with no wet mess dripping down your face.
This week a couple of countdowns begin. The first counting down the days till my brand new NIECE to arrive. October 7th our family will be blessed again with a little bundle of joy. My sister anxious for the bundle to arrive and leave her body, and my nieces excited about meeting their new little sister. The news of "its a girl" came last week after a visit to the BEST OBGYN doctor EVER! While the hospital holds a strict policy on not disclosing the sex of the baby, our doctor has no problem sharing the information with expecting M0m's, and now is equipped with the ultra sound machine right in her office. She even lets my four year old niece do the ultra sound on Mama! how cool is that?! I knew from the start she was the best Doctor ever when she let me finish the delivery of Aspen by pulling her out myself on the final push, but it seems she gets better and better with every new arrival. And always jokes with my sister that since meeting me, our family has given her some great business over the years...our family baby count to date...six!
So onto the planning of our week. Workng in some time for some photography cause the leaves R changing and the colors this year R so bright...just beautiful. Also time to clean the disater zone called the kids room again, as we prepare...twelve more daze till my beach boy returns for a nine day visit home to the Shoeless Acres...I can't wait!
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