Burned Up November 20, 2008

So, I was cooking in the kitchen…and I mean I was really cooking in the kitchen, not ‘cooking’ in the kitchen…when I was burnt very badly on my left wrist.  Apparently, I heated up the pan very well…so well, that when I went to add the beef for my beef and broccoli, hot oil spat all over my arm and has left me very damaged.  I can hardly type…I am hurting so badly.  Thank goodness I fell and hurt my ass last week – I actually have some pain meds left and hopefully I will dose myself well enough to dull the searing pain in my arm enough that I can pass out and sleep some of this off.

Sorry hubby, no arm action for awhile…..

Tub Troubles November 12, 2008

Warning – if getting romantic in the shower with your loved one – MAKE SURE YOU HAVE GOOD FOOTING…. or you may end up with a sore ass…….trust me.

I took a fall in the shower the other day and spent the better part of yesterday laying on my back, having x-rays taken to make sure my tail bone wasn`t broke….lets just say, my tail didn`t get boned, and isn`t broke.  Thankfully!

You should also be warry of children playing with bath bubbles.  Bubbles can make a slick surface of your tub.  Lets say your child is just playing in the bathroom and decides it would be fun to dump an entire bottle of Disney princess bath bubbles into the tub, even though there is no water.  Then lets say, you hop into the shower and really, aren`t paying that much attention to your surroundings….you happily notice that there are no small toys in the tub – you believe you are being observant enough – you are so wrong.  When you `hop` in, you really are shooting your self around the tub like a silver ball rocketed into a pinball machine.  It isn`t a pretty site – trust me, I know.

There are many dangers lurking in your bathroom.  Your children and your spouse are just 2 potential hazards you should be aware of – don`t let your guard down.

Tricks For Treats? November 2, 2008

Why is it that as a full grown, adult women it is almost impossible to find a Halloween costume that is not super slutty?  Why can’t I just buy a witch costum that is normal and not so my breasts are pushed up and out and the skirt barely covers my reproductive bits and pieces?  And really, I have had 2 kids so everyone knows I put out – but when did Halloween become so sleezy? 

I was pretty pathetic this year due to the lack of wanting to show my T&A.  I wore black pants, my red hoodie and I stole E’s lady bug wings from her dress up trunk!  I know, I stole my kids dress up stuff, I am pathetic.  Our dog was dressed up better than I was – she was a witch…and all her little nipples weren’t pushed out and up, exposing her abundant cleavage.  Oh to be a dog…wait, sometimes I am a bitch, and I guess that counts!

I SPY October 15, 2008

Apparently, I am computerly challenged.  I thought I was pretty savy when it came to operating the computer.  Until the last 24 hours that is.  The teenager has been visiting sites that scare me a bit.  Vampire Freaks is just one of the new sites she has visited and is chating on.  One of my concerns from her old house was that no one paid any attention to where and what she was doing on the computer.  So, how can I be concerned there and do nothing here?  So, I did something.  And I trashed my system.  It is working okay now…but it was an hot ugle mess.  I thought maybe I was just going to throw it away and start over again.  Hint to those out there who run their systems as an administrator…make sure you look very closely at the password you are using to protect your content…because you won’t be able to access your computer at all if you don’t have the correct password to log in with – TRUST ME!  This morning really sucked because of that. 

But, thankfuly my ever so gifted nephew got things back to normal.  If he wasn’t here, I don’t know what I would have done.  But, he is here, and I don’t really have to worry about that.  Now, I just have to worry and deal with the disapointment of a teenager who is being monitored.  You can shake your head, but I believe in being upfront with my spying.  I have told her the security measures I have put in place.  I have warned her to think about what she says and does while she on line.  She knows I could be watching.  I would have to have to confront her about something after the fact and then have to deal with the accusations of spying and invading her privacy.  Little does she know there is no such thing as privacy – TRUST ME I CAN’T GO PEE ALONE!

Canadian Politics October 3, 2008

Is it wrong that I enjoyed and watched more of the Vice Presendtial debates than the Leadership debate last night?  Why can’t Canadian politics be more entertaining and exciting?  I actually care so little about what is happening in my own back yard compared to my neighbours – and that, is a little sad.  I am not an American wanna be – I just feel like their political atmosphere is so much more electric that ours is at the moment.  Maybe it is just that in Canada there is no change coming.  There is no exciting candidate who will make history and change the face of Canadian politics.  I wish there were some choice here, and May does seem to be a worthy opponent, but I don’t know if she will actually have enough impact to make a difference on the hill.  I know I am not Conservative.  I know I don’t like the Liberals.  This really does’t leave me with a whole lot of options.  So, really at this point, it is sort of boring.  I much prefer to tune into the American stations and see their bebates – hard hitting questions and know that on Saturday night I am going to laugh my ass off watching SNL and seeing this weeks recaps of Palin’s proliferations.

Hmm – I wonder what would make the Canadian political atmosphere more enjoyable.  I think it might help if I heard more from my candidates – can’t even tell you who is running in my area – and I am looking for the signs.  I guess I can always do more.  I can work harder to find out who is in my area…but isn’t that what campainging is about – getting your own name out there – shouldn’t they be trying to find me?

Do They Know? September 30, 2008

I don’t think I apprecate my family enough – to THEM, that is.  In my head, I know just how endless my love for them is.  I think of them often in my own head, but I don’t always tell them just how often I think of them.  I don’t worry that marriage isn’t strong.  I know my husband loves me.  He shows me all the time with little things like tickling my back and kissing my sweet spot (get your minds out of the gutters – my sweet spot is the back of my neck).    I know my children love me….when I come home they are bouncing in the window and I can hear them screaming MOMMMMMY!  I know M loves me….although she is 13 she still chooses to spend time with me.  Have I told them all I love them so much – is what I have done for them enough.  Do they know that all the meals I make for them with love and care is how I show my love.  All the laundry done and folded and on their beds or put away is how I show my love.  All the little things I buy for them because I know just how much they would love it – is how I show my love.  But, do they actually know that?  I think I need to say it more often.  I worry that they won’t know just how deeply I love them and care for them.  How, my world would be off kilter if something happened to any one of them.  How, they make me so happy just by smiling at me.  I love every little part of everyone of them.  I just hope they really know that.

End of A Teenage Dream September 22, 2008

This mornign I logged onto FB (Facebook) and saw that my crush to end all crushes (from highschool) is a daddy.  Of course, I haven’t seen my crush since 2004 at my 10 year reunion (yes, this means I was 17 in 1994 and you can do the math and figure that I am 32 years old).  My crush lives in my old hometown and his been married for many years.  He never really knew how much I lusted for him because I was always so nervous around him.  He was smart and nice and everyone liked him and he made me weak in the knees whenever he was around.  I had a boyfriend all through highschool but I always had room in my heart for my crush.  I have even joked with S over the years, sharing my adolescent dreams with him – he knows my crush from school too.  S and I have been married for 6 years and have 2 children of our own….my crush being a daddy is no big deal….except for some strange reason, I feel kind of happy and sad all at the same time. 

I guess it is just that my crush has been a part of my teenage dreams for so long and now that image of him has totally changed.  Never mind that the image of me changed three years ago when I became a mommy for the first time.  Silly, I know.  It is just how I feel.  I am so happy that he has the opportunity to know just how wonderful being a parent is.  To hold your baby for the first time and to fall in love with your spouse all over again, this time as the mother/father of your child.  It is a pretty amazing thing. 

Maybe it is just that today is the first day of fall and my hormones are out of wack – maybe I am just being sentimental and sappy, but that is how I feel.

A Knock At My Door September 14, 2008

I have mentioned that I live in a very small town before.  But today, the strangest and nicest thing happened.  It is Sunday and I am chillin in the living room watching Treehouse (what else would I be watching) and I see a little face looking in the window beside our front door.  I wasn’t sure what she was looking for – we had just been outside with dog and maybe she wanted to come meet her.  She knocked and she came in with a friend in tow.  They wanted to come in and see our house.  They are two nice little girls whom I have never met before.  The couldn’t have been older than five or so.  They wanted to go downstairs and play with our toys and our dog and my girls.  UMMMMM, okay, I guess…but wasn’t too sure.  Not that I was afraid of these little girls…but they should have been afraid of me….and they weren’t.  I asked them their names and told them they were welcome to stay.  I asked to phone their moms to let them know they were here – last thing I would want is to cause a mom panick over a missing child.  They didn’t stay long, but it was strange.  I loved that they were so nice and eager to meet people – a little worried that they would just walk into a strangers house and make themselves at home.  Lucky for them, I am a nice person….and would never hurt them.  I hope my own girls have a little more fear about them.  Of couse, I told them they could come back anytime they wanted to play, but they should probably bring their moms over to meet me.  Hmmm, I wonder how long it will take for them to make their way back over here – and with their moms in tow.

Haunting August 29, 2008

I think our house is haunted.  I have thought this since we moved it, and it hasn’t been bothersome unitl lately.  We have heard creaking footsteps, ours name being called when no ones home, and have lights and music go on and off without human help from the time we moved in.  Our house is only a few years old, but there was a house here before that burnt down in a fire.  We have no idea if the house had people in it, or if anyone was hurt in the fire.  I remember talking with our neighbours after we moved in and commenting on the poor wiring and how the lights seem to have a mind of their own.  We live in a duplex, so I thought our neighbours might have similar problems…but, nope.

Last Christmas a friend of mine came to stay for a week.  After the first night of sleeping in our basement, she commented on something playing all over her bed as she was asleep.  She initially thought it was our cat, but after waking up, turning on the lights and finding the cat asleep with me, she thought differently.  We talked and I shared with her the other little things that happen in our house.

Then a couple of weeks ago we moved our bedroom down to the lower level.  On the third night of sleeping down there something moved the bed with me in it.  I was sound asleep but was woken up to the feeling of someone steping over me…I mean, the bed depressed on my left side and then my right – like someone had take a step over my sleeping body.  No biggie.  I wasn’t getting any creepy vibes, but it did take a bit to fall back asleep.  A couple of nights later something started tickling my back.  It wasn’t bad, again.  But, it was disturbing to say the least.  I haven’t had any other experiences since then, but I haven’t really slept soundly either.  I am tired and have a very hard time relaxing enough to drift off peacefully.  I toss and turn and wake up from horrible nightmares throughout the night – only to go right back into the same horrible dream. 

Tonight we are switching the furniture around in our room.  I need to see if sleeping in another part of the room will help.  I hope it does.  Whatever is happening to me, I am not the only one. E is up as much as I.  She is screaming uncontrolably and is almost impossible to console.  I joked last night that it was almost as if she were possessed…the way she moved was like the exorsist.  It was hard to watch.  I hated seeing her so distraught and not being to help or comfort her in any way.  All of her dreams consist of daddy being lost.  She is sweating and waking up in a panic.  Whatever this is – supernatural or not, it has a grip on the two of us and we need to figure out how to make a change to get back on a healthier sleep schedule.

For those of you who don’t believe in the supernatural – that is okay….my dad didn’t either until he met my mom and her family.  Now, he is true and firm believer.

Coming Fall, Leaving Summer August 25, 2008

It is August 25th and I am watching The Polar Express.  Why, you ask?  E has been obsessed with this movie since last winter when we PVR’d it off the movie channel.  I pray that we never break our PVR!  Of course, E is playing with her train tracks and I am now alone upstairs….still watching the movie!  Truth be told, I really like this movie.  Which is a good thing, because I watch it at least 3 times a week.  I love anything Christmas related actually.  I love going into Christmas specialty stores in the middle of summer.  I love that M bought me a Christmas ornament for my birthday (which is tomorrow).  She knows me so well that kid.

This is my favorite time of the year.  As a kid, I loved getting all my school supplies ready and the excitment of going back to school – I know, I was a strange kid.  I love the fall, Thanksgiving and Halloween.  I love it when the air is crips and the sun is bright.  I love sweaters and cords.  I love soups and stews and roast chicken suppers.  I love apple crisps and ginger snap cookies.  Okay, it is obvious that I love food. Hmmm, all this thinking of food is making me think, and I think I am going to gather some appels from our neighbours yard and make an apple crisps right now.