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My favorite things My favorites in the: Living Room- My lazyboy chair, the one that sooths my back and keeps my feet elevated. The one where my dog used to cuddle beside my hip, the one where DD climbs up for a story or a hug, the one where DS climbs up to be close to his Mommy. Kitchen- Beleive it or not my appliances. My stove, fridge, dishwasher and microwave. I grew up without any of them and absolutely love having them My Bedroom- My bed, the redwood poster bed, the place where DH and I have fun, sleep, talk, cuddle, the place the kids come to join in. A's Room- his little toddler bed, with his favorite spongebob pillow and blanket, the place I can peek at him sleeping so calmly. A's room- All of her artwork on her walls. It makes me smile everytime. The thing I love the most in my home is the lived in feeling, the love and laughter that is present. Not a physical thing but the intangent thing. Now what are your favorite things in your home? I tag Lori, Neen, and J

Sometimes I know I am the biggest bitch in the world, sometimes I am hate myself, but the rest of the time I am who I am, and live with it. Someone made a comment the other day that if a person has self esteem issues that they should see a physciatrist. Huh What? Doesn't the entire human race have esteem issues, isn't that the core cause of hatred, wars, and death? mmmmm. Just made me give a head a shake. Those people in life that you meet that do not show any self esteem issues are the ones generally villified and hated. At least in my experience. I believe I hurt someone I care about deeply. I did not do it on purpose, but never the less I think I hurt her. I apologized and have not heard back. Once again I am to the point of knowing that people are not comfortable accepting me for who I am. I still have no passport. I still have no concrete plans for holidays. This thing with DH wrist being broken affects us in many ways. We lose the overtime that has just alway

This could one day save your life. I know that it saved mine. I am once again passing it one to those that I can, in hopes that they will put it into practice and pass the tip onto as many people as they can. It was brought to the forefront of my thoughts today as a child was killed in an accident with this same scenerio. We need to save lives, it is easily preventable. Then you are at a stop waiting to make a turn, keep the wheels of your vehicle pointing STRAIGHT forward. Do not turn them into the turn. This applies for a right hand turn and in my case a left hand turn. If you are rearended and your wheels are straight you go straight ahead. If you are rearended and your wheels are turned into the turn you go into the turn. This can push you into oncoming traffic and have tragic consequences. Just do it, keep your wheel straight. Many years ago my DH took a driving course for work, that had this tip in it. A few months later he was driving us home. We were at a complet

Tiredness is seeming to become my mantra lately. Gotta do something about that. Letter home from school yesterday from the public health board. A kid in my daughters schools has a confirmed case of measles. Letter is to notify of it. Immunization charts will be checked. And then the tracing begins. As my daughter was in contact with them, they have to pin down the time period that it was contagious, and then backtrack with every single source that the child came in contact with looking for more cases. Now the fact that I do activities with my kids, and I have a son in daycare, and I work full time, and and and, it just goes on and on. Trying to even remember where all we were, and where we could have exposed others is a huge remembering job. I pray that the child that currently has the outbreak of the measles does not get the serious form of it. I hope they recover fully. I wonder if the parents will then believe in immunizations after that. There is a very small chance th

Kids had swimming lessons on Saturday morning, huge temper tantrum from Austin again. Saturday afternoon I drove my Mom around to buy bedding plants and to get my own. Exhausted that night. Sunday I cleaned off the kitchen table, I hate hate hate clutter and my house seems to breed it. Could it be that out of 4 people I am the only one that ever puts stuff away? And with me feeling lousy the last while nothing has got put away? I cleaned off the table, the cupboard, did laundry all day long, tackled DS room. I could smell mould in it and had to do a complete top to bottom clean to find it. Poor little guy just freaked when I put his bed in the hallway, and then all the toys followed. Cleared out a large black garbage bag full of crap, and five donation bags full of clothing he has outgrown, crib stuff, etc. He is growing and that is good. When his room was reassembled he gives me the biggest hug and says its so pretty Mom. So now the challenge is keeping it neat and tidy. I ma

DH got his passport yesterday and not without issue. We got the slip in the mail box Monday that said there was a registered parcel waiting for him. The address typed on the slip, was crossed out and the address of the normal post office I go to was hand written in. He goes there and they can't find it, so the call the second alternate address and they can't find it, finally he has the girl call every PO outlet that receives mail and they found it, way across town. So he goes and he gets it. He has his passport. I got through yesterday on the phone line, I have been calling forever and this was only the second time ever. The message said 24 people ahead of me. 1 hour 45 minutes later I get through to the person. He asks me one question for confirmation and then says it will go back in for processing. I ask how long for processing he says 45 days. OMG. Our trip is planned for August 11, I hope to heck I have it before then. He tells me if I don't have it 14 days

EDMONTON (CP) - Thousands of pieces of mail were still being retrieved, cleaned and re-sorted five days after a Canada Post semi-trailer tumbled off an Alberta bridge into a 100-metre-deep gorge. "Some mail is still onsite - under the trailer," Canada Post spokeswoman Theresa Williams said Thursday. Two Ontario men also remained in an Edmonton hospital where they were recuperating from the early-morning accident last Saturday. A semi-trailer contracted to Canada Post was attempting to cross the Pembina River Bridge near Evansburg, about 60 kilometres west of Edmonton, when it hit a guard rail and tumbled down into the steep-walled valley below. The river at the point where the semi tumbled lies nearly 100 metres below the bridge deck. The slope averages about 35 degrees, steep enough for an expert ski run. By the time the semi unit had stopped rolling on a small plateau about halfway down the hill, the 15-metre trailer had been torn in half, its full load of mail fluttering d

DD got a SNOW day today. May 24 2007 a SNOW day. This is the very first one she has had all year long. Kind of funny in a weird way. The poor trees in the city are just decimated. The heavy wet snow sticking to the newly leafed out branches is causing them to snap and break everywhere. Poor trees. I was out with the broom in my housecoat shaking the snow off our apple tree, the birch tree, the junipers and the potentias this morning. Then I showered just to warm up. Power is off in much of the city, but work is up and I was summoned in. Roads are crap. The pic also works as part of the scavenger hunt for campaigning for an unlikely cause. this is it.

DH has the registered letter in the mail box at home yesterday saying that something was at the post office waiting for him. argggggg, I want mine. I went to a bo-bunny purse assemebly class last night at the LSS, I need to take some pics, it is adorable, and DD will love it. DS did his not wanting to sleep last night, therefore mommy tired today. I have a dental appointment this afternoon, to get my third and final crown placed on one of my bottom teeth. No one mentioned to me that after you get teeth pulled that bone chips work their way down and out and hurt like hell. ouch. starts the bleeding again too. truly I must be a food addict. I am finding it extraordinarily hard to go without food, this last month, has been hell on me, I am hungry all the time, grumpy all the time, and just crave food. I want food. Why oh why is it so hard to go without food. Man I never figured it would be this hard. Never figured that. I just didn't. Headaches are bad, jaw pain is bad,

I know my hubbys moms maiden name why does he not know mine? argggggggg this of course is leading into the passport saga. I applied February 7 and still do not have one. the kids got theirs in March. well passport canada called the house on saturday and got DH, all they needed to know was my mom's maiden name to process mine. well he told them to call me at work. well duh, the switchboard does not work on saturdays at work. so he is getting his in two weeks and mine is still no where in sight. argggg keep in mind since passport canada currently has our birth certificates, we cannot even drive across the border arggggggg I am never going to get to go anywhere, I am stuck in canada forever.

his splint is seriously cutting into his air guitar time with zack wild. the swelling is going down finally, and his fingers are flesh colored and not purple and black like they were. The toughest guy I know and you can see the pain on him.

there I said it. What ails me today is STRESS. I am so tired, I hurt, I have a blinding headache, I have a foul mood, my mouth hurts but what gets to me the most is the stress. I cannot stand the clutter that my house is, I just can't. I cannot ever seem to keep ahead of the other three that live there. Where do I put all the stuff??? Someone help me, it is out of control and I don't know what to do. The menopause meds I am on until my operation are wild mood instigators. OMG. I am tired oh so tired, less than four hours of sleep night after night after night just does not do it. I worry about my DH hand, it looks bad, and I hate him drinking on his meds. My spoilt kids, OMG they drive me insane. Passport Canada, calls today while I am at work, DH could not even give them my Mom's last name so he is getting his, and mine is held up even longer. arggggg. I wanted to be in Phoenix for the Nascar race in april, I wanted to be at Scrap Etc in March, I wanted to do lots o

I took insurance out on my vette. I was going to go to the Thursday night cruise in after I went to the gym. I talked to my DH earlier in the afternoon telling him of my plans. Mom was going to take the kids for a few hours. To let me have some me time. He casually mentioned he had hurt his Paw as he put it. His left Paw, which coincidentally he is left handed. I gave him the lecture he should get it checked out, oh no its fine. You all know how men are. Well I left work grabbed two kids and went and dropped them off at Mom's. First words out of Moms mouth were did Myles get ahold of you he is coming in to get his arm looked at. He is looking for you. So there goes my evening. Then things really get interesting. He does not answer his truck phone, nor his cell phone. I wait and wait and wait. I figured he would be coming to the house to get me to drive him to the hospital. I know he hates driving his big work truck in the city. And since one hand is hurt it would be

here is the pine tree pic or should I say pine trees

laurensmom is running a scavenger hunt: here goes shaking hands with walmart greeter playing racing cars in my office pine trees in the distance unusual perspective Hi-way 9 truck from rear above view a reflection of me a smile of mine my bare feet

Months and months ago tickets went on sale for Thomas the Train being here live in our little city. Even though we couldn't really afford the tickets I bought them anyway. My kids don't get a whole lot, and if we as a community do not support these things when they come, they won't keep coming. At least that is my philosopy. Big announcements that "in order not to confuse the train no videotaping or photography allowed" Daughter at six caught this, and was on me about not taking pictures. I had to think fast and tell her that if I did it without the flash it wouldn't confuse the trains. Oh my I lied to my kid. Oh well. I had to get some pics. We were 10 rows back on the floor so not that great of photos with my little HP but I love them and will scrap them.

Dental in the world boggles my mind................... My DH is almost 50 and has never had a cavity in his life. My teeth at 40 are so rotten they needed to be pulled and capped. My DD at 6 had more caps on her baby teeth than most adults do on their teeth. My DS at 3 is get this totally CAVITY FREE . woohoo I hope he got his Daddy's teeth. Apparantly he has a large overbite and his baby teeth are spaced way too closely together, which could lead to problems later on. Why oh why couldn't the dentist have stopped at he is cavity free. Why worry me more. Not like I am not going through hell myself right now with my teeth. The benefit company had approved my three crowns on the bottom of my mouth. Then I get the work done, then I get a letter last night stating two of them will not be covered. Tick me off to no end. Totally. So now I have to get letters written, x-rays forwarded and battle the red tape. I think they know that I do not have the energy to do it. I am just

Office Moods Can Spread Like the Flu Catch a good feeling at work, or you can just fake it. Meanwhile, what are the ingredients to success as a CPA? Join the study. Get the answers. by Rick Telberg/At Large Have you got a bummer or a grouch in the office? You know, one of those people always in a nasty mood? Or, perhaps worse, one of those perpetually chirpy people who carry emotional stilettos and aren’t afraid to use them on others’ ideas? Bummers and grouches are as inevitable as taxes and death, but that doesn’t mean you have to suffer them gladly. Odds are these people don’t even know what the effect they’re having on others. They think their moods are so contained that no one else is seeing the dark secrets inside their skulls. Not surprising, this is not true. A new study finds that emotions are a lot like viruses — they’re contagious. In an organization that operates as an interactive series of meetings, e-mails and phone calls, a mood can spread like a bad cold. People are no

Now in all honesty none of the questions really applied to me, but hey I did it anyway! You Are Ani Difranco! Honest, real, and well liked. You're not limited by any boundaries. "And you can call me crazy But I think you're as lazy as white paint on the wall" Who's Your Inner Rock Chick?

I go to pick DS up at daycare last night. His caregiver Tracy is the most wonderful person ever. The kids love her and even I do. Tracy tells me they were doing music and singing Itsy Bitsy Spider. Austin says no don't do that one. How come? I don't love that one. Well what one do you love? I love my Mom and little tears started coming out of his eyes. Now how precious is that. I wonder if daycare reads my blog???? My little guy loves me, and crys when he says it, that to me means the world. DD has a dance with a DJ at school today. And it is only a half day too. She wore her pretty easter dress and her dress shoes, the ones with heels, her first ever. She is getting so grown up. Then at afterschool care in the afternoon she is getting to go to the icecream shop. Lucky her. I forgot to tell her to change into her runners before the walk to the icecream store, so I called afterschool care and asked Kaitlyn to make sure she was in her runners and not her dress sh

My DS who is 3 comes running up to me last night at daycare "What took you so long Mom?" I say work. He says maybe you shouldn't do it if it takes that long. This brings back to me two things I have recently heard from people that I know. One is a newly divorced SAHM, that is being forced into the working world. She thinks that it is horrid that her kids now have to go to daycare. Another one is being offered an opportunity to work at home, and she is horrified that she would have to take her daughter out of daycare and have her at home. It is an age old arguement - SAH kids are better versus worse, daycare kids are worse versus better. I hate it. We have to do what he have to do, there should be no judging at all. I have always hated having to have my kids in other peoples care. I really hate it. On the other hand I know that they are learning and being exposed to things that I could never do if I had them at home with me. It tears me. I didn't get a manu

Yesterday no matter where I looked it was green, you have to realize the day before it was not but yesterday it was. The grass is green, the plants are green, and there are little little green leaves on some of the trees. It is just like a flip was switched and now there is color. I personally love it. March 21 may be the first day of spring on the calendar but where I live spring does not hit until May. March can still be very cold and snowy, this April it snowed the whole dang month it seemed, and we even have had snow in May, record rainfal last Thursday and Friday and that has led to this switch being flipped. My island on the river is almost under water. That is scary, flooding hopefully will not take place. But when the snowfall in the mountains melt and come downstream we may be in trouble. Had to take DD to school early today for her field trip to Edmonton Science Centre, I hope she has fun. I know when I was in grade one we didn't go on a field trip at all let alo

Here goes, a guy I work with, was expecting his second child. THey have no friends or family clost, he was not going to be able to be with his wife during the scheduled C-section because of his little boy. So I step in, and say bring Joshua over to my house I will watch him. SO 5 AM comes very very early to me. She was in real labor and they had went to the hospital at 4 am. Dad brought the little guy over to me just after five. Her scheduled 8 am c-section was moved to 6 am. So I have a little boy that has never been away from Mom, not been away from Dad, and does not speak English. He is 2.5 and very very good at showing me that he wants me to open the door so he can leave. This is the little guy that is bigger than my son even though my son is 1.5 years older than him. So once my kids were up, my DD did her very best to make the little guy not sad. It bothered her that he was so sad. DS was like if he isn't going to play with me I am not interested. He would not lay

We had record rains on Thursday and Friday, that dang river is getting higher and higher. Two years ago it flooded the banks on Fathers Day, this year may be Mothers day. I came into work on Friday Night after picking up the kids and giving to Dad. Chat at SJ was excellent, glad everyone came. Saturday was a crop for National Scrapbooking Day from 10 - 4, got packed for it, went really light this time, and worked on a mini album for my Mom and My MIL for Mothers Day. Got those two done. Won a 9 x 9 album at the crop. Then the crop at the same place from 6-12, I was tired by 11 and didn't do much after that. I finished the Grandma albums, and did a circle journal page on my favorite season. Was cool as the goodie bag, had wonderful things in it and I used it for the pages. This CJ was due to be mailed April 15 so I am more than slightly late, it went out in the mail expedited on May 7. Sunday I came into work again and just seemed to chase numbers, nothing would balance for m

It seems to have been a long week, a really long week, really long. I had my dentist appointment yesterday. To get the two crowns placed on my teeth. She tried to freeze two different times and nothing worked, so she did the shaping and placing with no freezing. At least I was out of there in time for my massage appointment. It was really funny though she puts the crowns in place, lets them dry, and then says bite together and let me know how it feels. Well I get the giggles, and then she realizes what she said and she is laughing, and then the assistant started in. We were crying it was such a tension breaker. See I have no top teeth right now as she pulled them, so how can I bite together and see how it feels. Just a momentary lapse. But funny as hell, and sure eased the tension. Headache is very very very bad. Tomorrow I get to go to two 6 hour crops at Scrapbookers Paradise. I have THREE circle journals to work on and I want to finish the brag books for the two grandmas fo

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- getting to daycare yesterday at pickup to find out my son was running a temperature and had just thrown up. He had slept most of the day. He spent the evening cuddled up to me burning up. Then at 1:30 in the morning came and woke me up and says. Mom I feel much better lets play. His fever seemed to have broken and he was ready to play. I put a DVD in for him and left him threading beads, and went back to bed. He seemed OKAY this morning, so we shall see how he is at daycare -for $63.00 dollars my daughter gets a ten minute consult with the pediatric dentist, freaks out on him when he is just using the mirror, so no cavities which is surprising, no cleaning, and no sealants on her adult molars, that I had wanted done. I had her back to her school even before the bell rang. She told me last night: Mom you brush and floss twice a day every day and you have to get your teeth pulled, I don't want to brush my teeth cause the same will happen to me. She kinda has a point. Now

Having a very serious talk with my six year old daughter this morning. One about listening to what Mom says, and then doing what Mom says. And it would make our lives so much simpler. In total earnestness she looks at me with her big grey eyes and says: Mommy when you talk what I hear is blah, blah, blah. There has got to be a scrap page in there somewhere. There has got to be. She was so serious, she was not backtalking, not being impertinent or anything like that. She was so serious.