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Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Looking Back

The past year has been both the same-old-same-old and full of changes.

It's hard to believe that at this time last year I had Lauren and Jessica. Now I will start the year with neither. Alivia started with us in March and will still be here. At least that won't change. The year meant a lot of changes with Lauren or Miss @-T-tude as I liked to call her. And attitude she had/has aplenty. For the most part, it meant she cracked me up. But there were times when her little 3 year old self pushed the enveloppe. Jessica was done earlier than anticipated, as her mother started maternity early. It was sad to see her go, specially since her her departure that last day was so rushed, as her father had to drive his boss home. One minute she was there and the next she was gone, not to return this year. Alivia has been a hoot. She is so good natured ... she charms everyone she meets. She has also been my healthiest kid since I started. I could count on one hand the number of times she was sick this past year. Truly amazing!

What a difference a year can make there! My best friends are still my best friends. Some of those have been tested by distance ... which I must now insert - when the hell are you coming home? But there have been changes in my circle ... some who have become distant either by my choice or theirs. And for the most part, that has been a good step. Friendships, personal insecurities, and trust were all tested. And for many, it was a disaster. I have a few regrets concerning some of my former close friends, but overall I think circumstances are as good as they are going to get given the past.

Ahhh ... family. I haven't killed my mother, so that's a positive. I still think that she needs a hobby or a part-time job to keep her out of my hair more ... I have tried to encourage her there in the last year, but to no avail. My sister and I aren't as close as some sisters are .... but at least it's not WW III. We've had our ups and downs the past year. But I think that pulling back and keeping an emotional distance with her has helped. The rest of the fam ... well, either I love 'em or can't stand 'em. That can't stand 'em list has been growing in the past 12 months and I am sure it will only get longer. My Grammy has become weaker as the year has passed. She talks of it all being over and this saddens me as nothing else can. My Grammy was my second mother ... she is my last living grandparent. When she passes on, it will leave a huge void in my heart and soul.

What can I say? I put all the pounds back on. And a few more for bad luck. I have a return of all those lovely problems, like heart palpitations, increased OA in my knee, no stamina, poor sleep. You would think that would have been a huge motivation to get my fat ass moving. Not so. My mental health finally improved when I ditched the Wellbutrin and got back on the Zoloft ... thank goodness. I thought I was actually losing my mind. I mean ... I was on an anti-depressant ... I shouldn't have been feeling even more depressed than if I wasn't on anything, right? The PCOS has actually improved ... I started Yasmin (bc pills) and it has been great! Lots of those horrible PCOS side effects have lessened. The only down side was actually having a period ... My doctors both left their practice - Dr. Broad to head up a DECH unit and Dr. Tingley to "retire". I was worried I would be left without a doctor, but the medical gods smiled upon me and a new one was found ... and she's a she. AND SHE'S FREAKING AWESOME! I've been in once already .. and she ordered a huge list of blood tests and talked about trying some treatments for my PCOS. It's truly shocking to have a doctor who actually practices medicine rather than brushing you off.

This year saw a newcomer ... Miss Sweetie Pot Pie, as I like to call her. She's melded well with all the animals. She and Keaton have a great time playing. She also tried to cozy up to Sunny, but Sunny wouldn't have any of that. LOL. August was a black month for us. I finally had to put my foot down and say enough was enough. Lukey was suffering and it had to stop, no matter how badly we would miss him. Amanda was surprisingly cooperative with all my decisions ... technically he was her dog, even though he lived as my dog the last 5 years. The day we took him in to the vet, he was so excited and happy to go for a drive in the car. I will never forget that. By the time we got him in the exam room, he was totally exhausted. It was an aweful day, a horrendous hour. My Boo was gone. To a much better place. Cuz ya know, all dogs go to Heaven. We talked about getting another dog for five months. But it just never felt right. Not until this past month. And I adopted my Gus man. It was totally the right time. I think Lukey had a paw in that decision. But that's for another post.

Well ... that's tomorrow's post ....

Monday, December 29, 2008

Unwanted Calls

Ok, so as soon as the 'No Call' list was available, I signed us up.

But I still get calls. Arrggh!

I hate how they immediately launch into their little 'pitch' so you have no time to stop them. It's like they're machines - they don't seem to pause to take a breath. Even if I can manage to get a word in edgewise, it takes several 'no's before they get the picture. And I just can't bring myself to hang up on them the minute they start.

So now, I get all passive-aggressive on them. My solution is to let them tell their speil to the table. I simply put the phone down on the table and walk away. After a minute or two, I come back and hang up. By that time, they have gotten the picture, hung up on me, and gone on to besiege another poor unwitting citizen.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

The Year of Sunny

Every year, someone gives Mum a calendar of Golden Retrievers. This year I made her a calendar exclusively of Sunny. Every month is another Sunny .... I managed to put this together on the weekend and put the final touches on it this morning. Yay! I hope she likes it.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Second Times A Charm

Let's try this again .... everyone meet Gus! Yup, I picked Gus for a name. He's such a well-tempered, well-mannered dog!

Today, he met Sunny for the first time. She has been up in North Tay with my mother ... she wasn't really sure what to make of him.

But it didn't take her long to become playful. They had a blast together Of course, Gus is now sprawled on the couch in a deep sleep from all that excercise.

Friday, December 19, 2008


Meet ..... well, I don't know what his name is yet. I've come up with a couple of options ... Fergus, Max, Fletch, Diesel .... and just this evening .... Jethro. Which I am actually partial to ....

He's 5 months old ... and very curious. But very well behaved so far. Granted it's only been a few hours, but he's doing great! Obviously the drive to town from Upper Queensbury (almost to Nackawic), then being left in a strange house with a woman he's only met once has really taken it's toll on the poor boog. He's out like a light right now.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

A Few Pics

Ubber yummy truffles.

I spy my little eye ...


Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Taking Care of Business

So, Christmas is fast approaching. And I actually have almost everything under control. I still have to pick up a few more things ... a little something for my mum, my aunt Joan, my BFF, and the last part of Livy-doodles gift (double-ended jumbo crayons ... love them for the kids!).

The baking is under way. All done the peanut brittle and nuts & bolts. I've made the cake for the Secret Santa party ... now I just have to freeze it. I am ready to make my truffles this evening and whip up the Breton Brittle tomorrow, along with some Spanakopita. By the weekend I should have all my baking finished, everything ready for the Secret Santa party and .....

.... a little something else. I have to wait and see ... I am trying not to jump in feet first. I need to be absolutely sure before I make a final decision.

In different news ... Lauren isn't moving to Newfoundland. Jenn decided to turn down the job and look for something closer to home. That doesn't mean that she will still be coming here in the New Year, at least not right away. She will be staying home with her mum until she gets a new job.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Bad Bug & Dog Yens

Here I thought I had managed to get away with it. But no, it caught me. The flu, that is. The stomach flu. Yuck! At almost 8:30 precisely, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I was gracing the bathroom with ... well ... I won't say. Just know that I am dehydrated today. Then the fever got me ... all night I swung between sweats and chills. By morning all was well. Almost. I still feel a bit weak, but I can definitely work. I just pray I haven't given this lovely bug to my grandmother, whom I spent the day with yesterday.

I did have a productive weekend though. I managed to get most of the work done on my Secret Santa's quilting project. I am just finishing up the binding on it this evening and I will be all done. Yay for me!

I have been haunting the SPCA site, Kijiji, etc ... looking for a dog. I miss my dog (which is technically my mother's dog). I think I really need my own ... Everyone keeps saying 'you should adopt from the SPCA' and yeah, sure I would like to ... but the only two dogs I have found in the last year that I wanted to adopt have been heartbreak - the 10-month Golden that I fell in love with, haunted the SPCA and dogged (sorry about the pun) them by phone every day ... only to have her snapped up ... I still think it was all hinky. Then there was the 8 year old Golden a couple of months ago ... but she couldn't be adopted to homes with kids because she had food guarding issues.

I love Golden Retrievers. I want a Golden. It's what I want ... and I shouldn't be made to feel bad for it ... but people insist on trying to guilt me about it. That want is reinforced every time I see a Golden ... and other dogs and how they just aren't Goldens. Don't get me wrong ... I love all dogs ... I will play, dog-sit, etc .. all dogs. But when it comes to the dog that will be my companion? I know that dog has to be a Golden ... yes, physically they are beautiful ... but what gets me every time is their temperament. I am sorry to all you 'insert breed here' dog lovers ... but no dog is as great as a Golden. Ok, one exception would be the Newf ... they rival Goldens for wonderful, generous, loving, loyal, sweet temperaments. If only they came in in a smaller, non-slobbery version ... don't shit on me for this ... I know of which I speak ... my sister had Newfs for almost 20 years now. But I guess my point, after all this rambling, would be that I REALLY want a dog ... I just wish I could find the right one.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Twilight Baby

I am soooo Team Edward.

I went to see Twilight tonight with my sister ... it was my second time going. And guess what? The second time was even better than the first. Mmmmmm.

Sarah comes up from GM for Christmas break next weekend ... and I will go see it with her ... my third time ... and I am sure it will be even better than the second.

Mmmmmm ... Edward.

In other words, if you haven't seen the movie yet, GO SEE IT!

Thursday, December 11, 2008

I Have A New Love ...

... and his name is Philly Sweet'n'Spicy Thai Dip. Oh my!

It is soooo good! A little sweet, a tiny bit spicy and oh so tasty. I think he is my new fave of all the Philly dips.

Monday, December 08, 2008

Rating Rachael Ray Dec. 8th

So today's recipe is Potato Kielbasa Bake. WOW! WOW! WOW! WOW! WOW!

It was so goooooood! You start with Polish sausage (kielbasa) sliced and fried up in a skillet. Set that aside and then fry up a bag of hash browns in the drippings! I could already tell it would be angina-inducing, cholesterol-elevating good! Anyway ... in another skillet, you make a mustard-flavoured gravy ... then you stir in sauerkraut and the sausage. Don't ewww me. Just wait. You put that heart-attack-waiting-to-happen mixture into a casserole dish. Top it with the hash browns, then some grated Swiss cheese. Bake it all up and ta-da! A casserole worthy of any beer-swilling, lederhosen-sporting German.

Ok, so it sounds kinda icky .... but it's not! It is such a treat for the taste buds! A little sweet, a lot sour, and oodles of garlicky. I personally would ditch the Swiss cheese next time. I'm not a big fan of the Swiss (cheese that is, love all other things Swiss like chocolate and Heidi) so I would totally leave the fromage out ... everything else is super tasty.

So ... Potato Kielbasa Bake gets 4.5 out of 5 stars for it's mustardy, garlicky goodness.

Not sure what next week's recipe will be ... still searching.

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Driving Cell Phones

Here's my problem with drivers who talk on cell phones - if you can't drive the way you normally would, then you shouldn't be on the FUCKING PHONE.

Situation - I was coming up the ramp from Smythe St ... I saw a vehicle coming up from Westmoreland onto the bridge, so I slow down enough that I can seamlessly pull out behind her. And I have to keep slowing down because she's just putt putting along ... Stupid asshat driver in the Blue Dodge Durango (last part of the plate 785) was too jeezly busy running her mouth on a cell phone to be able to drive like a normal person.

I don't want to hear a bunch of excuses about why it's neccessary to talk and drive at the same time. If you can do it, and do it well, then more power to you.

The cell-phone sped-driving people I have a beef with are those that act like they're out for a Sunday drive. Or better yet, the bitchy men who tailgate you while trying to master driving and speaking through their cake hole at the same time. If you can't drive well and talk at the same time either (a) don't answer the fucking thing in the first place, (b) pull the hell over to the side of the road or in a parking lot, or (c) answer the phone, tell the caller that you're dumber than a bag of hammers and can't quite manage to do two tasks at the same time, so could I call ya back?


Monday, December 01, 2008

Rating Rachael Ray

So tonight, I tried my first Rachael Ray meal. A few weeks ago, she did a "Thanksgiving Dinner Anyday" meal. It consisted of Sour Cream & Onion Mashed Potatoes, Cider Gravy, and Turkey & Stuffing Meatloaf. This is my take:

Sour Cream & Onion Mashed Potatoes - 3 out of 5 stars - very creamy. I used nonfat sour cream so they were quite low fat. I am wondering what it would taste like with the VE Sour Cream'n'Onion Popcorn topper in it?

Cider Gravy - 1 out of 5 stars .... I was really disappointed. It wasn't thick enough and I just didn't like the flavour. I think it would have been much better if it had just been a plain turkey or chicken gravy. Forget the cider.

Turkey and Stuffing Meatloaf - 4.5 out of 5 stars ... it was sooooo goood! Really great and super low fat! Ground turkey, packaged stuffing mix, an egg, some veggies, and some seasoning all come together to make a tasty, moist, low-fat meatloaf. My slight variation was to leave out the apples and add some VE Savoury Cranberry Stuffing herbs. Mmmm!

Next Monday: Rachael Ray's Potato Kielbasa Bake

Friday, November 28, 2008

2 Down

Two down and two to go! Yay!

I finished two of four quilting projects! Woohoo! The first was the jeans quilt I made the Ev1 ... it's all done and very cute. The second one is a Christmas present for Kayin. It's all quilted ... not well ... but it's done. I so suck at sewing concentric circles. They aren't that great. Oh well, a 10 year old boy isn't going to be inspecting every stitch, so that's fine.

My next project to start on is a little something for my Secret Santa. I'm torn between two ideas ... I just have to decide on one.

Then after that, I have to start the baby quilt for Baby T. I bought Moda Dinosaur Uproar fabric for that ... it's going to be so adorable. If I have time after that, I just may start on a small project for my mother. Who knows?

I'll add pics later today.

Friday, November 21, 2008

My Business

So, I have been selling my "product" for a while now .... almost a year and a half.

I know I am not the best rep out there .... but that's fine with me. I have my style. Either it meshes with my customers or it doesn't. For the most part, it does. But then there are some that it really doesn't. It's like oil and water.

For the past month, I have been doing quite a few parties - it's Christmas and everyone wants a party at this time of the year. Totally good with that. Most of my hostesses are repeat hostesses. Those that are new, they accept my laid back style. Except for one hostess this month. She will be the death of me.

My style is totally laid back - I don't molly coddle the hostess. If you're looking for that, then let me find another rep for you. Because you are doomed to disappointment with me. I have no problem with my hostesses calling or e-mailing me with questions. But just not to the point where I am receiving almost a dozen e-mails in a run of a day. Not when the hostess asks questions that slyly cast aspersions on my abilitites as a rep.

Basically, you don't like my style, cancel your party with me. It will be a blessing for both of us.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Just Hit 40

I am no longer 34 years old as of 4:45 this afternoon.

Lauren just aged me 6 years.

We were walking home from the park on Cherry Ave and we stopped at the corner of Fraser and Hickory to cross the street. Lauren knows the routine - stop, look both ways, if there's no cars we can cross the street, if there's a car we wait.

We stop, she sees her grandfather in the front yard (we live on the same street), I ask her what to do and she says 'look both ways!' We look both ways and there is a car just turning on Hickory. She says 'car coming!' (Cuz Lauren says everything in exclamation). I say 'ok, we can't go yet'. She stays still.



I yell at her to stop, come back, and I leap into action. I can't claim I'm graceful, but at least I can say I'm quick when the situation warrants. She stops, turns around, runs back as I am running towards her. I grab her and pull her onto the sidewalk.

I kept my cool - explained to her that she should never do that and why ... she promptly bursts into tears and agrees with everything I say. Her grandmother meets us on the other side of the street and makes a joke about having lots of tears - and I add 'yeah, and a mild heart attack'.

All I can say is that I am now waaaayyy older than 34.

Sunday, November 16, 2008


Well, I feel GREAT! I know, it's after 11pm on Sunday and I really shouldn't be so perky .... if it were anyone else, I would be cursing them out. BUT I can't help it. I spent a productive day and have finished it off with a faboo bath.

I finished the quilt top to the jeans quilt I am making for my old boss. Yes, the Ev-1 ... but she is paying me mucho dinero for this quilt, so I am ok with it. It's actually a gift to give her granddaughter, who fell in love with the jeans quilt (and all it's pockets) that my sister gave her(Ev-1) last Christmas (my sister paid me, otherwise it never would have happened). Anyway, when it's all done, I will post a pic. Basically, it's made of repeating 8" blocks from old jeans. I used all the pockets I had, and even made an extra four that close with buttons I attached. There is a 3" pink border, then a 5" mauve border. The backing is white flannel with lots of pink and purple print. All Hannah Montana colours. Cuz the granddaughter loves HM. It's pretty cute. I should have the thing done by Tuesday night. It's gotta be done because I NEED to start on Kayin's Christmas gift.

I am making a polar fleece quilt for Kayin. He told Neet that he really wanted to re-do his bedroom in a "marine biology" theme. So when I was at Jo-Ann Fabrics this summer, I found the greatest polar fleece - with a shark print! So I have to get my butt in gear so I can make the quilt, get it all finished, wrap all the presents, and ship them to BC by the end of the month.

I am totally off tangent here. Back to the day I had. So I got the quilt top done. I got the backing all ready. Just have to pick up the batting tomorrow and I'm set. So after that, I cleaned the freezer out a bit. We are such pack rats when it comes to food. It's kinda sad. Anyway, the freezer is looking good. Then I spent the rest of the afternoon scrapbooking. I got another Halloween LO done ... really cute. I plan on posting it Monday, if I can get a half decent shot with my camera. After that, we did the supper thing, I changed my bedding (so now when I head to bed, I will be getting into crisp, clean sheets - nothing better!) and watched Brothers & Sisters.

Then I had my bath. I spent 90 minutes in the tub - lots of hot, hot water - reading my book (Bitter Is The New Black - from the same author of Such A Pretty Fat - freaking awesome!) and wallowing. It was sooooooo great. Washed my hair with my Aveda Smoothing shampoo ... ooooh so citrusy. I also used my Apricot Scrub - my face is as soft as a baby's bottom (that won't last, but right now it feels amazing).

Now I'm all set for bed ... and reading a bit more of my book.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

I'm Reading a New Book ...

... and it's freaking hilarious! I picked this book up at Target quite a while ago. When I first looked at, I read the back cover to Nicole and she asked me if I had written a book ... it's totally me. And no, I didn't write a book. There's just another me out there. Scary, n'est-ce-pas?

Anyway, it's titled Such a Pretty Fat: One Narcissist's Quest to Discover If Her Life Makes Her Ass Look Big or Why Pie Is Not the Answer. What a title, hunh? It's about a woman, Jen, who decides she must loose weight. Up til now she's been fairly content with her life ... but things conspire to make her question her life. I just read two paragraphs that I absolutely HAD to share ...

So the scene is Jen and her friend Stacey, also "overweight", are talking about people talking to them about their 'fatness' ....

"Nice one!" We exchange a quick high five. "The best part is how people say it like maybe you didn't notice you had great cheekbones and a huge ass. Or flawless skin and a handful of back fat. I wonder if people think weight is like a piece of spinach caught in our teeth and we wouldn't have known about if they hadn't been kind enough to inform us."
"Nothing would surprise me." Stacey gets serious for a minute. "Listen, I take total responsibility for my weight. I love food. I love movement a whole lot less. I'm well aware of who I am and what I look like, and I'm happy with the whole package. I have a great life, and I'm thankful for it. I work out with a trainer, but mostly because of how it makes me feel. Yet I admit it can be like a knife to the chest when strangers define me based on digits on a scale."

So .... I am totally loving this book. It's quite timely for me. Struggling with weight on the one hand, but liking my life the way it is on the other. It's a clusterfuck for me.

This book makes me feel better ... specially after a day of skinny bitches. You know, those women who think they're so fabu because they eat lettuce and laxatives, the ones who have hips bones that stick out so far they can practically castrate a man if they make the wrong move while having sex. Anyway ... being made to walk around these women who are loitering in the way, being cut off by them in their little, skinny-assed cars, being forced to wait behind them because they leave their grocery carts in the middle of the crowded aisle ... it all pissed me off ... damn swizzle sticks.

Ok, that's it for my rant for right now.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Glass Tragedy

I could almost cry! My glasses broke ... by brown ones that I wear ALL the time. Snapped right in half at the bridge while I was cleaning them. I much prefer them to my wire rimmed pair. But now, I have to wear the wire rims ....

This also almost send me into a panic because I am down to the wire rims .... if these ones break, that's it! I'm done for. I'll be forced to wear my freaking coke-bottle sunglasses ....

I guess it's time to bite the bullet and buy a new pair. Well, there goes another $300 out the window.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Rude Drivers

Toyota Corolla GHZ-331
GMC Minivan GMA-443

I am so incredibly sick of rude, ignorant drivers. In the span of 5 minutes, I had to endure poor driving manners twice this morning. What is wrong with people?

First, we were down at the Price Chopper mall and I had pulled over to the curb/walkway in front of the old Shoppers to pick Mum up. She got into the car and before I could pull away, another vehicle, a gray Toyota Corolla(LP GHZ-331), pulled crosswise in front of me, blocking me in. It was a teenager who, instead of pulling up to the curb like a normal person, simply stopped in the middle of the lane and totally blocked me. A woman walked up to the car and opened the passenger door, talked to the teen for a minute, then walked around to the driver's side and got in while the teen scooted over to the passenger side. The woman sat there, adjusted everything around her, and then finally pulled away. So, it may not seem like much, but it was. This kid saw me wanting to pull away from the curb, yet he chose to cut me off. The woman saw I wanted to pull away, yet she didn't tell the kid to move out of the flow of parking lot traffic, to pull to the curb, or just get in the car and move along. The only way to make the situation worse would have been to be just as rude as they were and laid on the horn. Which my mother, my quiet mother, totally endorsed. But I didn't. I kept my cool and let it go.

Second, we headed home and I was tailgated all the way up Fulton Ave by some middle-aged jerk in a GMC minivan (LP GMA-443). This is where my manners took a bit of a nosedive. We got to Hickory Ave and a car was coming down Fulton; normally, I would have just turned onto Hickory, because I did have enough time. But I was so irritated by this tailgater that I stopped, making him stop, and waited, making him wait, until the oncoming car went by before making the turn. That was my minor slip in manners. If I was totally rude, I would have slowed to 25km/h going up the hill just to tick the guy off.

I wish people would just use a bit of common sense, show some basic manners. Our world would be a far better place if they did.

Monday, September 22, 2008


I realized when I logged on today (for the first time in two weeks) that I haven't posted for almost a month. I sit here and think of what to post and I can't come up with anything. I am totally blog drained. And it's not because there isn't anything to blog about. There's plenty. Like the L crisis from last week or becoming a DT member on Compupro or planning my trip to BC or my excitement over another baby.

The problem? I no longer find any joy in blogging. Why? Because I feel I have to censor what I type. When something comes up that I want to vent about, I can't for fear of being taken the wrong way. When I want to blog about something in the news, I stop myself and wonder if people would start seeing something in my post that wasn't there.

The past 10 month have been hard. Things have changed. Friendships have changed, become closer, been destroyed. I don't want to make anything worse. But then I stop to think, why am I stressing myself out over this? Why should I worry about what people will think when it is obvious that isn't reciprocated for the most part.

So, having come to that question, I have decided to turn over a new leaf. Things are changing again! I will post what I want, when I want. If someone reading it doesn't like it, click the 'back' button and leave. Because this is my blog.

Monday, August 25, 2008


I'm feeling a Biggest Loser Challenge coming on! The summer, or rather my eating habits, have not been kind to my waistline. It's time to start shedding the pounds.

Anyone interested?

Saturday, August 16, 2008

I Know Something

I got a call from Neet Thursday night ..... I know a little something. I know what colour I need to make the baby quilt. LOL.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Fun and Frustration

The past two days have been great! I've had my kids over both days. Their father wouldn't let me keep them overnight. He says he paid a lot of money to fly them out and he doesn't get to spend a lot of time with them. I guess quality time with the computer interferes with quality time with the kids. Oops, did I put that in wrtiting?

Anywhoooooo, I had to feed them breakfast when I got them. Because they hadn't eaten ... at 10:00 in the morning yesterday and 9:00 this morning. And today, E was wearing the same exact outfit as yesterday! And they didn't smell all that great. Specially K. Oye. Well, at least I know that he will be bathed tonight as he is spending the night with his grandparents.

Yesterday, we went to visit Nick at the store ... then to BK for lunch. Then we went to get some groceries that miraculously had chocolate in it. The kids spent most of the afternoon watching tv, playing on the computer and talking my ear off. Would have taken them to a movie, but they've seen everything. Their father downloads them and that's how they see them ... cuz K says Daddy doesn't have enough money to take them to a movie. Hmm. Anyway, today we went to the Clay Cafe ... they had a good time. K painted a skull, E painted a cat so it would liook like her kitty Taya, and I painted a small gecko to go with my large gecko on my front step. Then we came home and had homemade pizza. Then I made sugar cookies and they decorated them .... basically they had a mini mountain of decorations on each cookie. But they had fun. And were on a major sugar high!

The only issue I've had the last two days has been my back. It's actually more pain around my left kidney. I can only hope it's not freaking stones again. And my driver side front tire/brake is making an odd noise. All I can see are $ signs. Bye-bye money! I probably need a complete overhaul on the brakes ... seeing as how they haven't had to be changed since I bought the truck four years ago. Fingers crossed it won't be too costly.

Here's a pisser - the kids father asked me if I wanted them tomorrow. Ummm can't. Would have loved too .... If only I'd known I could have them. But I made plans since I thought I couldn't. RRRRRRR.

Monday, August 04, 2008

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Can you say "shitty week" ?

All started off with a whopping fight at my grandmother's house on Sunday. I am so glad I wasn't there. I would have said a few too many things. My mother came home in tears because of what happened there. That alone made me want to tear a strip off one of my aunts.

Then Tuesday, Lukey couldn't get up while laying down in the dining room. He struggled and struggled and just couldn't do it. And he ended up pooping all over himself. That night came the decision we have been putting off since the New Year.

Then Wednesday, I hurt my back putting Liv in her playpen. It's been sore ever since.

Thursday morning saw my family at the ER because my grandmother got up too quickly from her bed at 7 am, got dizzy, fell down and managed to bruise her right hip and scrape the right side of her face. She's ok, just sore. And of course, my aunt, the same one whose ass I wanted to kick on Sunday, made a hurtful comment to my mother on the phone. My mother told my aunt that she would meet them at the hospital but she wasn't going to North Tay because we were putting Lukey down Friday ... my aunt's snotty comeback - Lukey is a dog, your mother is your mother. This bothers me on so many levels .... my mother is always the one they go to when there is a medical problem with Grammy - she was a nurse. She is always willing to do it. She's willing to do the disgusting jobs. She's always willing to do what is needed. Like she doesn't appreciate the situation? Duh - she knows better than any of them! Also, the hypocrisy of the statement really pissed me off .... my aunt would have bent over backwards, donated her own kidney, and I daresay thrown my grandmother under a bus, all for her dog that passed on several years ago. Arrrgh!!!

Friday saw Mum and I waiting on Lukey hand and foot .... lots of treat and rubbings. And waiting. God, the waiting. It was excruciating. Finally, 4pm came and it happened. Lots of tears and hugging and petting Lukey.

Saturday and today brought that rush. That awful rush of remembrance. Like walking into the air conditioned house and thinking Lukey must be nice and cool; then remembering. Like peeling potatoes for supper, thinking I needed to make extra as a treat for Lukey; then remembering. Like starting to say "Hi BooBoo" when I come through the door after the movie; and remembering.

This past week has been shitty. I can only hope that the week to come is better. I am hoping to get my kids (Anita's) for a couple of days, if their father cooperates. I am hoping to go shopping across the border, if plans can be firmed up. I am hoping to finally finish my mother's bedroom!!! 5 weeks later. I am waiting on the floor to finish curing, then I can put everything back! I am hoping to get more scrapbooking done, if my mojo stays with me. I am hoping to get some reading done, if my brain will stop jumping around.

That's a lot of hopes to pin on a week.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Sleep - Where is the sleep?

Holy crap! I am incredibly tired.

I actually went to bed early last night in the hopes of catching a few extra Z's after a bad sleep the night before. All was going well until 4 am. When the gd thunderstorm rolled in. Now, they don't bother me. Unless I have a wash hanging on the clothesline out back. And the dogs bark their heads off. And the cats freak out.

So at 4:08 am, I was standing in my backyard in my panties and tank, bringing my wash in before the rain started. Thank goodness it was dark! And nobody else was up. Then it took me forever to get back to sleep because the thunder was stressing the dogs and cats out.

Now I am exhausted. I need a nap ... and I have too much work to do while the kids are down for nap/quiet time. So no nap for me. Early night tonight hopefully.

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Lungs? Aww, who needs them?

So last week, I started the process of a room makeover for my mother's bedroom. I figured it was a good time to do it, as we would need to move all her furniture out of the room (it's dwarf tiny) in order for me to get everything done. Since this is her week in North Tay, it seemed perfect timing. I removed all her wallpaper, also known as the Devil's Paper, last week. If I ever see someone try to put up wallpaper in a house I am living in for the rest of my life, I will bitch slap that person. I will admit, the paper did come off pretty easily with the homemade solution I found online - vinegar and hot water - but it was still a PITA to take off. Then, Friday, the day she was leaving, we removed all her furniture and I tore up the gawdawful mint green carpet on the floor. Of course, I knew there was another carpet under there ... it used to be my room when I was a kid - that carpet was still there. So, I procede to tear out that old carpet too. Only to discover that it was adhered to the beautiful hardwood floors with mastic adhesive. What is mastic? Well, that would be the lovely tar adhesive used in office tile installation. Yup, back in the 60's, they used is for carpet too. Idiots. Anyway, after I removed the carpet, I had to scrape off the carpet's rubber backing that was still adhered to the floor. All went well. This is what I was left with:

How to remove all that mastic? Without killing myself? Hmm ... well apparently, that's damn near impossible. I spent all day Saturday scraping the mastic off the floors using a glass/molding paint scraper. My arms and shoulders hurt so bad, I wanted to cry. But I finished it by 4! And I was left with this:

That left the sanding. I have never sanded a floor before. I was totally deluding myself when I thought I could get it done by the end of the evening. Granted I was using a small hand-held sander. Still, it took me til tonight to finish it. And this is what I am left with:

Ok, so it is a little dusty. I did vaccuum a bit! But it really needs a good go over with a tack cloth. Now it is up to Mum what she wants done - staining and varnishing or just varnishing. I am praying she says just varnishing. I really don't want to stain the floor - I prefer blond wood or extremely dark wood - and her room can't take a very dark stain - too small. And I just don't want to do that extra work - hey! I'm lazy! But it is her room and up to her.

All this leads my to my lungs. Last week, I developed a cough. Out of the blue! It started getting better, then I started in on the sanding. I am sure the inside of my lungs look like a paper mill. I keep hacking, but nothing's coming up. I wonder if that is a good thing?

P.S. On the burn front, or rather, back, I am improving. I am still braless, but it no longer stings like a son of a whore. I am sure the kids parents thought I was a slob since I was braless these last two days - but I am willing to live with that. I am not willing to live with a bra digging into my painfully burned flesh for 9 hours.

Sunday, July 06, 2008


So today Nick, Tori, Dara (Tori's friend), and I went to Parlee Beach. We had a great time! We stopped to visit the World's Largest Lobster before heading to the beach.

Here's a couple of pics of large lobsters:

YUP! That's me! I thought I had gotten everywhere on my back - I was using the new Coppertone spray - but obviously I missed a few places.

Monday, June 30, 2008

Treasure Trove

Today, I spent the afternoon in Saint John today with my Great Aunt Norah and her daughter Karen. OMG! It was amazing. I have always loved visiting Aunt Norah when she lived here in town. It was always such a treat. My childhood memories were full of such visits. Uncle Frank always had little goodies for my sister and I, usually in the form of candy. But today, Aunt Norah had some of the best goodies! She hauled out a wooden photo album that my grandfather handmade for her when he was in the air force. Inside were dozens of pictures of the Wilsons that were between 50 and 80 years old! And the stories she told us. She sat and told us stories most of the afternoon. It was amazing. I could have stayed all night. And how do I know the pics are that old? Because she was in some of them ... and she turned 95 this month! And holy mobility, batman! She's cruising around the place like she's 60, while my grandmother who is her junior by 12 years can barely hobble around the house.

I took pictures of pictures and they turned out great! Now I have never before seen pictures. And the history to go with them!
This B&W pic is of my Grampy and Grammy. I am always struck by how handsome Grampy was when I see old photos of him. Because I can assure you, he wasn't so handsome when he was older. Musta been the booze.
I can't wait to go back. The whole family is going to be home in July (IMAGINE!), so the plan is to take a trip down with some of the aunts to visit Aunt Norah. And hear some more great stories.

Thursday, June 26, 2008


I am going to challenge you all to start doing three things. It may be a bit difficult for some, but in the long run, it will mean a better, healthier life for you, your family and our environment.

Challenge #1
Go for Gold
I know it is more more expensive, but try purchasing Gold Seal's new dolphin-free choices. By this, I mean, tuna and salmon that have been caught without causing harm to dolphins. The cans will now sport the words "wild" and "dolphin-free" on their labels. It may seem silly, but harming dolphins actually disrupts food chains in our oceans. By making the small change of going with dolphin-free tuna and or salmon, you are protecting the ocean food chain and ours.

Challenge #2
Pop Your Own Popcorn
I am sure people are saying - but I do! What I mean by this, is ditch the Reddenbachers Microwave crap. Microwave popcorn is a convenient and easy way to enjoy a healthy whole grain snack. You can control the amount of fat, sodium and chemicals going into your body and your family's bodies by popping your own. All you need is a paper lunch bag and 1/4 cup popcorn and a microwave. Place 1/4 cup popcorn kernels in a paper lunch bag, fold the bag at the end to keep in the steam. Microwave on high for 2 minutes or until popping slows to 4 secs between pops. You can then lightly drizzle with melted butter and a little salt, if desired.

Challenge #3
The 100-Mile Diet
Do you know how far the food on your plate has travelled when you sit down to dinner? The average is 1500 miles! That's a lot of travel. That's a lot of spoilage, gas $$, and unknowns. So the challenge is to try and consume food and drink produced locally - within 100 miles of your city. Now, here in Freddy, that will become easier as the Farmer's Market fills with local farmers selling their fruits, veggies and meats. I will not lie or beat around the bush. It can be slightly more expensive. But you will be able to sit down to your meals knowing that your food is grown locally, that you are helping a local entrepreneur, and that your food is a lot fresher than what is at the local Superstore. For those who need the conversion, that's 160 km.

So give it a try. See how it works. Even if you do it for the summer. Let me know how it goes!

Tuesday, June 24, 2008


Guess what?

I have next week off! Surprise to me! Yay!

I knew Liv wouldn't be here as she is headed to Newfoundland tomorrow at noon. But Lauren's dad arrived this morning to tell me that her mother is off next week and will be keeping Lauren home.

So all of sudden, I have a week off. What to do?

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Random Thoughts Today

1. Birds suck in the morning.
2. The new CompuPro forum is totally addictive.
3. The only good mosquito is a dead mosquito.
4. Lukey is a patient boo.
5. I hate it when people say 'nucular'. It's nuclear morons!
6. Don't buy Oreo Double Stuft cookies anymore - too easy to eat them all.
7. I think I walked through some Poison Ivy today.
8. The new CompuPro forum is totally addictive.
9. I bought 3 dozen Coke Zero today ... they are on sale for 2.50 at Superstore.
10. I hope Amanda doesn't wonder why I don't call or e-mail. I mean, I shouldn't have to tell her outright that being treated like shit when you do call or e-mail doesn't engender happy- happy feelings.
11. My cats are crazy tonight.
12. I can't wait to go shoe & dress shopping with the girls tomorrow.
13. I wonder if my kids are in Freddy yet. I can't wait to see them and give them big hugs.
14. The new CompuPro forum is totally addictive.
15. I desparately need a pedi.
16. I wonder if anyone wants to scrapbook next weekend?
17. Is a good giggle picture - my mom:

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Movie Madness

Ok, so since Friday, I have been bitten by the movie bug.

Friday night, I picked up some previously viewed movies at Blockbuster. On the weekend, I watched Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium and Hitman. Mr. Magorium's was good, but not one I intend to keep. I will return it to Blockbuster for store credit. I really liked Jason Bateman in it. He was funny and sweet and stiff all at once. Dustin Hoffman was great as Mr. Magorium, but I found the character on the annoying side. It was a very sweet movie. Just not one I will watch over again. Now Hitman, on the other hand, I will keep. It was amazing! I absolutely love Timothy Olyphant. Adore him! I even loved him as the knife-wielding psychopath, Mickey, in Scream 2. Hitman was fast-paced, full of action, and lots of smirk-inducing humour. I would definitely recommend this one.

Monday night, my mother and I went to see Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. Very interesting. Lots of role reprisals, lots of Indy action, lots of funnies. It was long only in the sense that the seats in that theatre were very uncomfortable ... by the last 45 mins I was starting to squirm a bit. Otherwise, the film was wonderful.

Last night, I decided to go see The Incredible Hulk. I will watch anything with Edward Norton in it. Seriously. I think I actually like this version better than the Eric Bana version of a few years ago. I definitely liked Liv Tyler in the lead female role over Jennifer Connolly(I find her more than mildly annoying). Lou Ferrigno even had a guest appearance in the movie. I am so glad I went to see Iron Man last month, or I might have been a bit confused at the end of The Incredible Hulk. They did a bit of a crossover, with Robert Downey Jr. reprising his role as Tony Stark at the very end of the movie. It was an obvious lead-in to a sequel pitting Iron Man against the Hulk. It will be interesting to see if it ever happens.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Father's Day

It finally struck me that perhaps today being Father's Day could be the reason behind my weird mood. It was a thought that kept popping in my head all weekend. I don't know why it would bother me so much more now than any other year in recent years. But it is. It could be because I am finally accepting my father for who he was, trying to put the bad behind me and focus more on the good that did happen.

So in the spirit of focusing on the good, I will try to name 10 things that were great about my dad or great things he did.

1. He loved to travel. He was never afraid to go someplace new.

2. He loved to cook. I know I get my cooking genes from him. He loved to try new recipes, all kinds of different ethnic foods. Saying a lot for someone from a tiny island off Newfoundland.

3. He had a wicked green thumb. Everything he planted grew like mutant plants. And he planted a LOT.

4. Christmas. It was his holiday. He made Christmas magical for us every year. I still don't know how he did it ... but every year, Santa would drop off a present while we went to Christmas Eve services. We would find that special "early" present from Santa when we got back. I think back to the year my sister and I received matching mirror and brush sets ... I have no idea how he managed to get them to the kitchen table. He didn't go back into the house after we went out, he went out the door with us ... so I have no idea how he managed to pull off that bit of Christmas magic. But it was so typical of him.

5. I know he was sorry for a lot of things he did to us. He just didn't know how to tell us that. I recognise that now. I didn't want to see that for a long time.

6. Family was so important to him. We spent every Sunday at my Grammy's because it was family dinner day. We visited NH at least 3 times a year. We spent almost every summer vacation with my dad's family, whether in NH or Newfoundland.

7. He was a good nurse. When my sister or I were sick, he took great care of us. I remember when I used to get wicked bad migraines in my pre-teens and early teens. He'd tuck me into bed, close the curtains and blinds, put a cold pack on my head, and keep my sister quiet.

8. He served his country for as long as he could. He did his job without complaint, even though it was one with a high price tag. It's only now that I know what he did that I realize that it must have cost him part of his soul to do it.

9. One of the greatest memories I have was coming home from school one afternoon to find a rented VHS copy of Dirty Dancing and a new cassette of the Dirty Dancing soundtrack on my bed. I was dying to watch that movie. And just one day, out of the blue, he made it happen. He even went to bingo with my mother that night so my sister and I could watch by ourselves.

10. He loved his family. I know he loved me. It's taken me a very long time to believe that.

Saturday, June 14, 2008


I am feeling very weird today ... very left out of the loop, almost blindsided. What the hell?

I just don't know what to think. I am left feeling very unsure of .... myself and others.

Pasty White

Today's concoction really gives new meaning to my skin when I refer to it as pasty white.

I have a ton of mosquito and flea bites on my ankles. Never fails to happen ... every year from May to early June, my bed becomes infested with fleas ... in one spot - where Sunny and my cats sleep - around my ankles! And the fleas .. they luuuuuuv me.

The itching was really bothering me tonight. And when I itch them, I itch til they bleed. Which stops the itching. But then my ankles and feet look aweful with a bunch of scabs on them. How am I supposed to wear cute strappy sandals with my cute summer dress if my ankles are dotted with scabs?

The solution? Something I read a while back - a homeopathic remedy. Actually, there are two. I am going to try the second tonight at bed time. But the one I tried tonight was a baking soda paste. Doesn't look pretty; in fact, it's downright ugly. You mix a tbsp of baking soda with enough water to make a paste, then smear it on your bug bites. If your bites are open, ie you've scratched them so much they are red and possibly bleeding, it will sting for a few minutes. BUT it takes the itching away!!!! IT TOTALLY WORKS! And my ankles are now pasty white.

I am going to try the second remedy - tea tree oil - tonight. It's supposed to take the itch away AND repel fleas. Wonder if it will work? Just have to wait and see.
This is what both my ankles look like. I really smeared the baking soda paste on. It totally works!!!

What To Do?

I am so on the fence today. I actually managed to sleep in today - got up at 11. But now I don't know what to do with my day. I am pulled in so many different directions.

I could go out and garden. There are at least 6 more gardening projects that need to be completed.

I could go outside and put the swingset together - like I should have done three weeks ago!

I could scrapbook - which is what I really want to do.

There is a graduation party for my cousin this evening, so I really should go to that ... even though the cost of gas is through the roof and they live in Tay Creek.

Or I could say screw gas and run over the border to shop a bit.

What to do???

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Teeth, Tonsils & the Pool

Yesterday was quite the day! The kids and I spent the morning outside. By the time naptime came around, Lauren and I were soooo happy. I don't know who was more frustrated with Livy - L or I. It was a tossup. It was so bad, that I accidentally called her Jessica twice when I was talking to my mother about her. EVERYthing, and I mean everything, made Livy cry. If you looked at her, if you walked away from her, if she fell down, if she had a stray thought ... it all made her cry. Not just cute little cries either, I mean screeching, nails-down-a-chalkboard crying. At one point, Lauren started screaming at her to stop crying. I thought that maybe it was her teeth (she's still working in an upper incisor) or maybe she was tired. So, I put her down for a nap. Lauren was a little worn around the edges too. She's been fighting tonsilitis so that coupled with playing all morning had her flying into a tailspin every time a bug was near her. Seriously, the first time she screamed, I thought she'd been hurt. I went running and she was pointing at a mosquito on her arm. I knew it was naptime when I told her to brush the bug off her arm and I got the "I caaaaaaaan't" response.

When the girls got up from nap and had lunch, I was sure the afternoon would go better. I made sure to give Livy some Tylenol. Lauren kept sticking her tongue out and pointing at her mouth so she got a dose too. After lunch, we got our gear on and went to my sister's. Or as Lauren calls it - Amanda's house with the really big pool. Honestly, that's what she calls it. Lauren had a BLAST! She spent most of the time in the pool, while Livy played on the patio with the rocks. I tried to get Livy into the pool, but once the water hit her legs, she screamed bloody murder. And we were off again for screeching. Livy stood or sat near the pool, staring at us with the sourest, nastiest look on her face, screecing periodically. But Lauren and I had a great time. She was a little fish. Sometimes a burr ... she clung to me while I swam around the pool and she giggled the whole time. We stayed for almost an hour and a half, then finally had to leave because the screeching coming out of Livy was getting worse.

When we came back to my place, I immediately put Liv down for a nap. She was down for about 20 minutes and when she got up she was all smiles. WTF?

Yesterday was definitely the worse day I have had with Livy. Which is great considering that she has been coming here since the end of March. With her cousin Jessica, every day was a bad day for almost six months until she settled in.

In other news, Jessica-related, Jess is now a BIG SISTER! Her mother had the baby last night at 3am, 3 weeks early - after one push! Emily Isabelle was just over 6 lbs. Yay Jessica! I was going to whip together a baby quilt, but have reconsidered. I think I will offer Julie seven days worth of free daycare for Jessica. When Julie needs the break, she can send Jessica for a day, a morning, an afternoon, or the whole 7 days. Whatever she wants.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Sick Bastard

Well, we all know the story of Paul Bernardo and Karla Homolka. Only a couple of years ago, it all resurfaced when Homolka was released from prison. And it's resurfacing again because of the decision that will come down regarding a video tape of Bernardo being interviewed in the Elizabeth Bain case.

Here are a few details about the Bain case. Elizabeth Bain disappeared on June 19, 1990 - she told her mother she was going to check the tennis schedule at U of T in Scarborough. Three days later her car was found with a large blood stain on the back seat. Her body, to this day, has not been found. Bain's boyfriend, Robert Baltovich, was convicted of 2nd degree murder in March of '92. He always claimed he was innocent. His lawyer pointed the finger at the "Scarborough Rapist" - aka Bernardo. Baltovich served 8 years of a life term. In September '04, his lawyers won a wrongful conviction appeal. In December '04, the Court of Appeals set aside the verdict. In July of '05, Baltovich was granted a new trial and found not guilty.

So, in June of last year, Bernardo was interviewd by police about Elizabeth Bain's disappearance. The interview was video taped and today a judge in Ontario will render a decision as to whether the entirety of the video will be released to the public. Prosecutors and Bernardo's lawyer are worried that the release of the entire video will be misused by the public. Their biggest worry is that it will end up on YouTube. Also, the Defense is saying that releasing interviews with suspects will inhibit suspects in future interviews.

I ask this question though, what is bad about it being on YouTube? If released to the media, the media will only show small clips - the most sensational. If the entire video is on YouTube, we can see the whole thing for what it is. We'll get the whole picture.

Also, there's the argument of Bernardo's right to privacy vs the public's right to know. Here's what I have to say to Bernardo's right to privacy: fuck him! He shouldn't have any goddamn rights except for one - the right to be raped and beaten on a daily fucking basis in prison. The sick bastard was convicted for the rape and murder of two girls. TWO! Which is grotesque given the fact that he raped almost two dozen women and girls - that they know of! That they can tie him to or he's admitted to. It's estimated that he has raped more than 30. So you know what? I don't give a good goddamn about his "rights". Like I said, the only one he is entitled to is to be raped and beaten repeatedly.

He is the reason I sometimes question Canada's no death penalty.

Monday, June 09, 2008

Bizzy, Bizzy, Bizzy!

I can't believe time is flying by!

Friday during naptime, I picked up some plants at my aunts annual plant sale. Nick and her mom came as well. We all got some great deals. I spent $70, yes $70, on plants that would easily have cost $175 at a nursery, or even Superstore. They are going to look beautiful in my front yard. While the kids and I were in the backyard in the afternoon, I planted the cherry tree and the forsythia bush. The kids had fun when I watered the plants - lots of hysterical giggles - Lauren was a bit dampish when she got picked up. But she had fun!

Friday night, after getting groceries and watching The Andromeda Strain, I hauled out my scrapbooking supplies and finished a layout! It was one I had been working on at Dee's and just couldn't make it work. Finally, the creative goddesses were with me and I finished it.

Saturday morning, I actually slept in! It was such a treat! And as I sat on the couch in my nightdress, getting myself psyched up to get dressed, Hollee drove up with a load of mulch. After some quick dressing, moving my truck, and a neighbourly gesture, Hollee and I unloaded half the trailer of mulch. I should have enough to mulch my frontyard cedars and maples. Afterwards, I got a quick shower (that mulch moving was sweaty work!) and popped over to the new scrapbooking store to scope it out. Then I was off to Wally World to pick up a few items.

Saturday afternoon was spent scrapbooking ... with a quick visit from Princess and Littlest Princess who was super anxious to get back to Grampy's, aka the place with the cherries. I was preparing supper when I got a call from my mother's boyfriend's sister-in-law (Nola's aunt) who asked me if I would be a dear and please go sit with a pair of elderly people that her friend cares for so her friend could go out to dinner? Ummmm .... ok? I was really shocked that she called me and asked me to do that out of the blue. All I could say was ok. Anyway, instead of eating the yummy souvlaki I was making and scrapbooking as I had anticipated, I spent most of my evening at a complete strangers house on Douglas, sitting with an elderly gentlman and an elderly lady while this woman (the caretaker) went to dinner with her friends. She told me it was very hard to find someone who could fill in at the last minute when things came up. Guess who she's calling next time? Damn. I have to learn how to say no. But I just couldn't bring myself to do because they were all so sweet and nice. Anyway, I had my yummy chicken souvlaki (on greek pita with red onion, tomato and tzatziki) when I got home and scrapbooked the rest of the evening.

Sunday, I went to my grandmother's for dinner. It was a mighty small group - my mother, my grandmother, my aunt Joan, my uncle Ted and I. That's good - less people to fight over food. LOL. We played a game of canasta afterwards. When we were almost done, I got a call from Amanda asking me why I wasn't over at her place in the pool. Needless to say, once the game was over, I was on the road to town. I had planned on scrapbooking the afternoon away, but the pool was too much temptation. I went over and spent the rest of the afternoon in the pool. My boobies are a little burnt, but it's a small price to pay for a 80 degree pool on a hot day! I stayed for supper then finally went home to do one more layout before packing up the gear for the week.

Monday morning saw Livy and I doing grocery shopping (Lauren was home sick, the poor booger). Once Liv was down for a nap, I cleaned out the area under the front bedroom windows. And then I proceeded to plant half of the plants I got from my aunts in that area. Tomorrow I will got o Curry's and get my mushroom compost to put down on the bed - nourishes the plants and keeps the weeds down. My mother brought my Grammy down this afternoon. She stayed with Liv and I while Mum went to the optometrist. She was super charmed by Livy. Once Livy was picked up, I made supper for the three of us - BBQ'ed salmon, foil baked potatoes, sauteed mushrooms, and berry-topped angel food cake. They went back to Tay Creek this evening very full and ready for a nap. LOL.

While I was sitting in front of the window this evening, I saw a little visitor at the feeders. So far we have had the standards - robin, chickadee, black-birds, doves, even a couple of sparrows. But tonight, I was given a real treat. There are three birds I want to see at the feeders this summer and tonight I was able to see one of them. Actually, I never thought I would see this one, so I am super excited that they were here. It was actually two birds - a male and a female. I didn't get a good shot of the female, but it's really the male who has the pretty plummage. And this was the guy:
The American Goldfinch

Tuesday, June 03, 2008


Two posts in one day! Wow!

I was sitting here at the computer this evening, bored out of my mind. So I decided to take a drive out towards Maugerville. Took my camera, in case anything jumped out at me, photography-wise. This is what caught my eye: