Showing posts with label deb. Show all posts
Showing posts with label deb. Show all posts

Thursday, 10 November 2011

Day Before Rememberance Day

HOLY GOD I'M FULL!

Today was an okay day made better by a trip to the Bird Sanctuary. (Remember our hung over walk to the sanc and back Deb?) I love the bird sanctuary. It is actually my favourite part of living in this area. I took Donavan, Rory and the 2 puppies. Rory was in his sling. Donavan fell down 2 hills and then tripped over some roots. SO FRICKING FUNNY. (Yes, I am one of THOSE people who laughs at injury). The first hill was EXTREMELY steep... first he was walking, then running, then hopping and jumping over roots then once he finally hit the bottom he went rolling. Then he laid there crocodile-tearsing about how he twisted his leg. (He was fffiiiiinnnneeee lol). The path gets narrow higher up and there are no guardrails to the pretty straight drops down so I kept picturing the baby coming out of the sling and falling to his death. It was nerve wracking.

 My spellcheck stopped underlinging things so I cant be bothered to fix anything so excuse my improper tenses and extra e's....

And since Julie was a good sport a few things I have done that were embarrassing:
  • Everything... I do a lot of random things that I later ( or immediately) groan about!

Friday, 7 October 2011

Bullets via Deb!

I like bullets too

Funny things my kids have said lately:
  • Nanny Betty: Why are you so tired?     Donavan: Mom wakes me up in the middle of the night!   Betty: What does Mom say when she wakes you up?     Donavan: Sammmaaaarrraaa its time to get up!
  • Me: Now that your fish died you'll be able to get another fish, something different even.     Samara: But I like Kung Foo Fighter Fish.   Me: LAUGHING!   Samara: Well, that's what you call them...

So I am trying to focus on my cleaning... I pulled a bunch of things out of my bedroom to make room for more dressers. I dont have to go upstairs (Unless I decide to clean) so I would prefer not to deal with taking laundry up there. Everyone's clothes downstairs will also make it easier to nudge my kids toward clothes that make sense :):) Dress shirt with sweats makes me insane! etc. I have a ton of stuff waiting to go to the Bridge workshop too thats in the kitchen too :p LOL. I need to clear out my car and make room to take this stuff away.

Sunday, 25 September 2011

Sunday Bloody Sunday

This getting up at 7am to put s on the bus is starting to KILL me. R gets up super early now and d always did. I literally think of Kev in the bedroom sleeping and want to go in with a screwdriver and poke out his eye repeatedly. (Why a screwdriver, you ask? theres one right here that I took from R).

I thought about taking the kids to Sunday School this morning but I have no gas and no money. The break might have been nice but theres always next week! And Sunday school wouldnt have saved me from R standing by me crying fakely. (Yes, I am making up words now, sue me.)

R will be 11 mos old in 5 days and is still on the boob pretty constantly. He CAN go all day without it if were out and about but when we are home boob is like his time out. When he wants a break or life gets too much he is hanging off a nibble in the milk-zone. Hes such a funny person.

I am feeling pretty friendless lately. I am used to having at least 1 friend I can call anytime and chat constantly. The one I used to talk to most up and moved away and just when i thought she might come back she fell in love 4 hours away and they bought a house.  (hi Deb). There have been times that we stopped talking but in her words "we always come around".  I have other friends but they are a) BUSY!!!! b)spread thin!!!! or c)Not good friends. Nothing worse than a false friend. The time comes when you have to decide, what is better? A falsie or none at all.  None at all is sad and lonely though haha.

Ah well, there are things to do around here....