I was talking to a friend today about procrastination. I mentioned that I force myself to do everything. And it's true. It's a weird thing really. I truly dislike sitting around all day doing nothing. I need to do 'stuff'. But I also have to push myself to do that 'stuff'.
It all starts off with coffee in the morning. I spend the entire time I'm drinking coffee talking to myself. The conversation goes something like this:
Inside Voice 1: Ok, you know you have a lot to do today
Inside Voice 2: I know. I know. Shut up! and let me drink this coffee
Inside Voice 1: It's not a big deal really. You've got a list made out already. You only need to do one thing at a time
Inside Voice 2: Shut UP already! I'm getting there
Inside Voice 1: Just get up and so one little thing. Then I'll let you have more coffee
Inside Voice 2: You LIE! Shuddap shuddap shuddap
Inside Voice 1: Come on ... just one thing ... you can do it
So I get up and I do one thing. Then, since I'm up already, I do another. And another. And another. Until the list is done.
Then I feel good because the house is clean, the errands are done, the yard work is done, the whatever it is I need to do is done. It's a good feeling.
So, because of Inside Voice 1, my house is clean and I'm tired. But happy.
Good night all!
Saturday, July 26
Good Morning!
I saw this joke and thought I'd share it for y'all. It's dedicated to those who complain about their job. You guys know who I mean :)
I'm SO printing this sucker out and handing it out ... muwhahahahahaha I'm evil.
I'm SO printing this sucker out and handing it out ... muwhahahahahaha I'm evil.
Wednesday, July 23
It was a great day
Today was a great day! It was great on many levels and in so many little details that I can't seem to put them all down on cyber paper. It was one of those days where while there was no big thing that happened, every little thing made it great. I'm sitting here and trying to pinpoint just what it was that made this day happy and I can't. It was everything!
So I leave you with this joke:
And wish you all a great day/afternoon/night/whatever :)
*hugs* and stuff
So I leave you with this joke:
And wish you all a great day/afternoon/night/whatever :)
*hugs* and stuff
Monday, July 21
Crap post but - hey - I'm tired :)
Today was a great day. It went by so quickly!
I didn't get to bed Sunday night until well after midnight ... so I guess it would be Monday morning then eh? Anyway, after getting around 3 - 4 hours sleep, I dragged myself into the shower and then got dressed. Made the boys' lunches for day camp. Woke them up. Got them ready. Then it was off to work.
After I got a coffee into me, I was awake and ready.
It was wonderful to be at to work. I mean, I enjoyed my holidays and all, but I really did miss the people I work with. In no time at all, it was smiles and jokes and hugs. AND I get to work with my Jillybean again which is right cool.
Then it was home and dinner and cuddles with the boys. They had stayed up late Sunday night also so they were quite tired and ready for bed at the normal time :)
Now, it's my turn to 'hit the hay'. I'm right exhausted now and am looking forward to stretching out and passing out.
I'll write more when I've gotten a decent night's sleep in me :)
*huggles*
I didn't get to bed Sunday night until well after midnight ... so I guess it would be Monday morning then eh? Anyway, after getting around 3 - 4 hours sleep, I dragged myself into the shower and then got dressed. Made the boys' lunches for day camp. Woke them up. Got them ready. Then it was off to work.
After I got a coffee into me, I was awake and ready.
It was wonderful to be at to work. I mean, I enjoyed my holidays and all, but I really did miss the people I work with. In no time at all, it was smiles and jokes and hugs. AND I get to work with my Jillybean again which is right cool.
Then it was home and dinner and cuddles with the boys. They had stayed up late Sunday night also so they were quite tired and ready for bed at the normal time :)
Now, it's my turn to 'hit the hay'. I'm right exhausted now and am looking forward to stretching out and passing out.
I'll write more when I've gotten a decent night's sleep in me :)
*huggles*
Saturday, July 19
Thursday, July 17
Sing it loud - Sing it proud
My five year old was singing "Peaaaanuuuutt, Peanut Butter" today. If you're not familiar with the song, clicky linky. He sang it over and over and over. And over and over and over again. He has a repetitive nature. Then he started playing air guitar while singing it.
He looked to me and said "mum, I sing it rock style". To which I replied "That's so cool" cos, you know, everything they do is cool and amazing :). Then he informed me that what makes a song a rock song is the yelling. Well that got the four year old's interest. The two of them spent the rest of the day trying to out-rock each other. Cute, adorable and wonderful - but now I'm in need of serious quiet time.
I need tylenol - lots and lots. And another song to be stuck in my head now please.
He looked to me and said "mum, I sing it rock style". To which I replied "That's so cool" cos, you know, everything they do is cool and amazing :). Then he informed me that what makes a song a rock song is the yelling. Well that got the four year old's interest. The two of them spent the rest of the day trying to out-rock each other. Cute, adorable and wonderful - but now I'm in need of serious quiet time.
I need tylenol - lots and lots. And another song to be stuck in my head now please.
Wednesday, July 16
Nuffin and Everyfing
First off - it was NOT raining (woot) so we spent the majority of the day outside. We played construction in the sandbox. The boys pronounce it "destruction" :). We played "collect some rocks in the driveway and then make stuff with it". We had outside picnics for breakfast and lunch. We went exploring in the backyard.
I love spending time with my children. They are so wonderful and full of life. You can't help but be brought into their world when around them. They remind me that the simplest things are beautiful and all that matters is that you take the time to enjoy them.
We watched a beetle climb the netting of my gazebo today for 20 minutes. I never realised that we had beetles with yellow bellies. That was so cool.
We inspected under the porch and got filthy - but I never laughed so hard.
We timed how long it would take for the driveway to absorb a cup of water (27 seconds - by Aaron's counting, 15 seconds - by Adam's counting).
We talked about whatever popped into their minds. Aaron told jokes:
Aaron: knock knock
Me: Who's there?
Aaron: Banana
Me: Banana who?
Aaron: Banana apple
(cue the laughter)
And the coolest thing was that their older brother came for another visit.
Oh BOY were the kids excited to see him! When he dropped by last night, the boys were already asleep so they missed out on seeing him. So he came by again today for dinner. The boys were all over him! Both of them chattering away about EVERYTHING at the same time. It was so nice to watch. After the kids had their fill and went off to play some more, I got some time in with him. It's so amazing to be able to sit and talk to your child as an adult! And he's a wonderful big brother.
Yesterday, we decorated the coffee table with some of the stickers they had. The table is now covered in car stickers. It's my opinion that it's probably the coolest coffee table EVER! The little ones showed it off to their older brother. They dragged him everywhere to show him everything. They questioned the heck out of him about everything. He was so patient with them and answered ALL their questions. I couldn't help but laugh.
Aaron, being the insightful child that he is, told me today that "today was a perfect day because we did nuffin and everyfing" ... and he's right - it WAS a perfect day.
I love spending time with my children. They are so wonderful and full of life. You can't help but be brought into their world when around them. They remind me that the simplest things are beautiful and all that matters is that you take the time to enjoy them.
We watched a beetle climb the netting of my gazebo today for 20 minutes. I never realised that we had beetles with yellow bellies. That was so cool.
We inspected under the porch and got filthy - but I never laughed so hard.
We timed how long it would take for the driveway to absorb a cup of water (27 seconds - by Aaron's counting, 15 seconds - by Adam's counting).
We talked about whatever popped into their minds. Aaron told jokes:
Aaron: knock knock
Me: Who's there?
Aaron: Banana
Me: Banana who?
Aaron: Banana apple
(cue the laughter)
And the coolest thing was that their older brother came for another visit.
Oh BOY were the kids excited to see him! When he dropped by last night, the boys were already asleep so they missed out on seeing him. So he came by again today for dinner. The boys were all over him! Both of them chattering away about EVERYTHING at the same time. It was so nice to watch. After the kids had their fill and went off to play some more, I got some time in with him. It's so amazing to be able to sit and talk to your child as an adult! And he's a wonderful big brother.
Yesterday, we decorated the coffee table with some of the stickers they had. The table is now covered in car stickers. It's my opinion that it's probably the coolest coffee table EVER! The little ones showed it off to their older brother. They dragged him everywhere to show him everything. They questioned the heck out of him about everything. He was so patient with them and answered ALL their questions. I couldn't help but laugh.
Aaron, being the insightful child that he is, told me today that "today was a perfect day because we did nuffin and everyfing" ... and he's right - it WAS a perfect day.
Monday, July 14
Major Breakthrough
The kids played today, and not in a hyper kind of way. They were focussed when it was play dough time. Adam actually ate his dinner without me having to stand over him and bribe with "only two bites" ... I only needed to sit beside him. And right now, they're relaxing - actual relaxing.
Adam didn't need any 'time outs' today. Aaron actually looked at you when he talked to you. Adam is starting to pay attention to what people say when they answer one of his questions. Aaron is less agressive.
The diet is working. I've cut out dairy and processed crap. They LOVE soy milk. I've cut down on foods with food colouring. They drink more water than juice.
I'm so pleased. And relieved.
I took loads of pictures today.
Aaron: Mom. Are you going to put the pictures on the facebook?
I just may :)
Adam didn't need any 'time outs' today. Aaron actually looked at you when he talked to you. Adam is starting to pay attention to what people say when they answer one of his questions. Aaron is less agressive.
The diet is working. I've cut out dairy and processed crap. They LOVE soy milk. I've cut down on foods with food colouring. They drink more water than juice.
I'm so pleased. And relieved.
I took loads of pictures today.
Aaron: Mom. Are you going to put the pictures on the facebook?
I just may :)
Good mornings
Yesterday, the children and I had more fun. They tried on my shoes, hats, etc.
We painted
We went to town and I got some books for the kids. We ran around outside. We took walks. It was fun.
Today is the day that I was supposed to be on a plane. I was supposed to be on my way to the UK for visitings. Instead, I'm staying home and cleaning the house today.
Saturday, July 12
A Lot Happened Today
I woke up this morning to find a drunk text from a dear friend (ya crazy nut!). It made me laugh - which is preferable to the way I've been waking up lately.
The boys got up early. Way too early to consider it a vacation day - but there you go. :) It was raining this morning so we couldn't do our outdoor breakfast. We compromised by having a picnic on the floor of the living room.
I had a chance to chat a bit with Pat, who's quickly becoming a dear friend of mine. He always makes me smile. Check out the picture (linky) - seriously how can Pat and Shawn NOT make you want to smile :)
By 9am, we'd had enough of indoor time (OMG!) so we went to Value Village. It's a discount store that I had yet to go into but had wanted to go for some time. WOW! I love it there. The kids made a bee line for the toys and I started some shopping. The boys needed pants and shirts. I think it's the first store I've gone into where there are more than two choices of shirts for boys. There was like VARIETY! Since I was there, I bought myself some new clothes too. And shoes. And a purse. Seriously, I'm turning more and more into a girl every day.
We ran into a very sweet lady I work with. The boys were all over her and she was so patient with them. She really is the sweetest person. Thank you!
Then it was home time. One of the toys we got from Value Village was a karaoke (spelling?) machine for kids. It plays four songs. It hooks up to the TV and you can record them singing. Guess what we'll be doing a lot of this week? :)
Another toy was a Spiderman that sings "Spiderman, Spiderman does whatever a spider can" and "Itsy Bitsy Spider". It's THE cutest!
Then I took a nice walk by myself. It was something I needed and wanted to do. It did a lot of good.
Later on in the day, I got this sudden urge for change. I just HAD to change my hairstyle. Usually, I calm this feeling by dying my hair a different colour. But today, I needed (yes NEEDED) to get it cut and styled. Loving the new 'do. I just wish pictures would turn out so I could show y'all.
Then it was general playing with the boys, watching them play, making dinner, and so on, until the boys bedtime.
I know that changing the outside of me isn't going to fix what's going on inside. I know that. But I made a promise that I was going to take care of myself. And that's just what I'm doing.
Now I'm going to drink a bottle of water and read.
Good night all! *hugs*
The boys got up early. Way too early to consider it a vacation day - but there you go. :) It was raining this morning so we couldn't do our outdoor breakfast. We compromised by having a picnic on the floor of the living room.
I had a chance to chat a bit with Pat, who's quickly becoming a dear friend of mine. He always makes me smile. Check out the picture (linky) - seriously how can Pat and Shawn NOT make you want to smile :)
By 9am, we'd had enough of indoor time (OMG!) so we went to Value Village. It's a discount store that I had yet to go into but had wanted to go for some time. WOW! I love it there. The kids made a bee line for the toys and I started some shopping. The boys needed pants and shirts. I think it's the first store I've gone into where there are more than two choices of shirts for boys. There was like VARIETY! Since I was there, I bought myself some new clothes too. And shoes. And a purse. Seriously, I'm turning more and more into a girl every day.
We ran into a very sweet lady I work with. The boys were all over her and she was so patient with them. She really is the sweetest person. Thank you!
Then it was home time. One of the toys we got from Value Village was a karaoke (spelling?) machine for kids. It plays four songs. It hooks up to the TV and you can record them singing. Guess what we'll be doing a lot of this week? :)
Another toy was a Spiderman that sings "Spiderman, Spiderman does whatever a spider can" and "Itsy Bitsy Spider". It's THE cutest!
Then I took a nice walk by myself. It was something I needed and wanted to do. It did a lot of good.
Later on in the day, I got this sudden urge for change. I just HAD to change my hairstyle. Usually, I calm this feeling by dying my hair a different colour. But today, I needed (yes NEEDED) to get it cut and styled. Loving the new 'do. I just wish pictures would turn out so I could show y'all.
Then it was general playing with the boys, watching them play, making dinner, and so on, until the boys bedtime.
I know that changing the outside of me isn't going to fix what's going on inside. I know that. But I made a promise that I was going to take care of myself. And that's just what I'm doing.
Now I'm going to drink a bottle of water and read.
Good night all! *hugs*
First day of vacation thoughts
Today's the first day of my vacation. I had booked two weeks off when I thought I was going to the UK. When that fell through, I was sure that I had cancelled both weeks off. BUT I didn't. I only cancelled the second week. Funny thing is that I didn't realise that I still had this week off until oh around Tuesday.
For a brief minute, I considered cancelling my time off and just working it. Then I decided "screw it". I've been working since I was 13 years old and NEVER took a holiday. Never took time off. The only time I took time off work was when I was pregnant and the doctor wanted me to stay home. So I was home - no pay - having a hard pregnancy (well three of them).
So this is my 'real' first vacation.
I plan on doing nothing except hanging out with my boys and relaxing. Squeeze in some sandbox time. Do some arts and crafts. Take them to the water park. Picnic breakfasts, lunch and dinners. You know, have FUN!
Then, after the vacationing, I go back to work on another team (same time slot though). Well, I'll be going back to my old team. The reasoning behind it is that the team is a specialised one - dealing with a new product. And I was trained in this also. SO, I'm going to support the team until their coach gets the training. After the coach gets the training, I go back to my team.
I was going through my saved voicemail messages last night. There were quite a few. I listened to each one ... and then I deleted them. MAN! It was hard to delete them really. I really am a pack rat. There was one that was especially difficult. It was one with singing on it. But yeah, voicemail all cleaned out now.
So, I'm going to take this week and spend it getting myself back on track. And who better to do it with then with my children. Children are the ultimate in keeping-it-real.
For a brief minute, I considered cancelling my time off and just working it. Then I decided "screw it". I've been working since I was 13 years old and NEVER took a holiday. Never took time off. The only time I took time off work was when I was pregnant and the doctor wanted me to stay home. So I was home - no pay - having a hard pregnancy (well three of them).
So this is my 'real' first vacation.
I plan on doing nothing except hanging out with my boys and relaxing. Squeeze in some sandbox time. Do some arts and crafts. Take them to the water park. Picnic breakfasts, lunch and dinners. You know, have FUN!
Then, after the vacationing, I go back to work on another team (same time slot though). Well, I'll be going back to my old team. The reasoning behind it is that the team is a specialised one - dealing with a new product. And I was trained in this also. SO, I'm going to support the team until their coach gets the training. After the coach gets the training, I go back to my team.
I was going through my saved voicemail messages last night. There were quite a few. I listened to each one ... and then I deleted them. MAN! It was hard to delete them really. I really am a pack rat. There was one that was especially difficult. It was one with singing on it. But yeah, voicemail all cleaned out now.
So, I'm going to take this week and spend it getting myself back on track. And who better to do it with then with my children. Children are the ultimate in keeping-it-real.
Thursday, July 10
Stuff
So it went quite well, the doctor's appointment. We got there a bit early, which was fine for them because there were (gasp!) toys!
Long story short, we're going to keep an eye on Adam and see how school goes. We're going to meet with the doctor in November for an update on Adam's progress. As for Aaron, we're going to meet with a specialist in August for diagnosis. The doctor is leaning towards pervasive developmental disorder. Google it if you want.
As for everything else going on ... I'm rising, I'm dealing, and I'm just a little pissed. Things are going to have to change. I know I keep saying it, but it's getting harder and harder to deal. SO I'm going to start doing little things.
One thing that really pisses me off is when people blow smoke up my ass. I have two choices that I can see to deal with this. I could a) keep letting them do that while I nod and pretend that I don't know that they're doing this or b) just stop communicating with them. I could (obviously) talk to them about it, but that takes energy that I don't have. So screw it. And I'm sick of option a). So option b) it is.
Thing is, I'm trying my best here. I bend and weave and mold myself to make everyone else feel better. I try not to say how I feel or what I need. I try to be there for everyone else. But where the hell does that get me? Nowhere dammit! I'm still alone trying to figure all this shit out. I'm still being fed bullshit from people. And I'm to grin and bear it and ask for more? Well no more, people. I'm going to be myself and I'm going to start asking for my needs to be met and if that's not good enough then screw it!
Yeah, kinda pissed. I've been a fool for too long.
Long story short, we're going to keep an eye on Adam and see how school goes. We're going to meet with the doctor in November for an update on Adam's progress. As for Aaron, we're going to meet with a specialist in August for diagnosis. The doctor is leaning towards pervasive developmental disorder. Google it if you want.
As for everything else going on ... I'm rising, I'm dealing, and I'm just a little pissed. Things are going to have to change. I know I keep saying it, but it's getting harder and harder to deal. SO I'm going to start doing little things.
One thing that really pisses me off is when people blow smoke up my ass. I have two choices that I can see to deal with this. I could a) keep letting them do that while I nod and pretend that I don't know that they're doing this or b) just stop communicating with them. I could (obviously) talk to them about it, but that takes energy that I don't have. So screw it. And I'm sick of option a). So option b) it is.
Thing is, I'm trying my best here. I bend and weave and mold myself to make everyone else feel better. I try not to say how I feel or what I need. I try to be there for everyone else. But where the hell does that get me? Nowhere dammit! I'm still alone trying to figure all this shit out. I'm still being fed bullshit from people. And I'm to grin and bear it and ask for more? Well no more, people. I'm going to be myself and I'm going to start asking for my needs to be met and if that's not good enough then screw it!
Yeah, kinda pissed. I've been a fool for too long.
Today
Today I didn't have to get up early. Today I didn't have to rush through breakfast with the boys, urge them to get dressed when they didn't want to, beg them to brush their teeth, convince them to put their shoes on all while making their lunch and getting myself ready for work.
Today I am off from work and we're all going to the doctor's office instead.
I've been looking forward to this appointment for awhile now. It's a VERY important one as far as I'm concerned. It's not that I want them to have these issues ... it's just that if they DO, we can DO THINGS to help instead of watching them flounder and suffer and become frustrated.
I really hope that it goes well today.
Today I am off from work and we're all going to the doctor's office instead.
I've been looking forward to this appointment for awhile now. It's a VERY important one as far as I'm concerned. It's not that I want them to have these issues ... it's just that if they DO, we can DO THINGS to help instead of watching them flounder and suffer and become frustrated.
I really hope that it goes well today.
Sunday, July 6
Saturday, July 5
HaHaHaHa
First off, I think I need to retitle my blog. I mean I love "Raven's Cry" but I'm also loving that black rose. What do you all think?
OK! A friend of mine sent this email to me and I want to share the content of it with you. I laughed my butt off! Not literally of course - that would be sad.
OK! A friend of mine sent this email to me and I want to share the content of it with you. I laughed my butt off! Not literally of course - that would be sad.
- My husband and I divorced over religious differences. He thought he was God and I didn't
- I don't suffer from insanity ; I enjoy every minute of it.
- Some people are alive only because it's illegal to kill them
- Out of my mind. Back in five minutes
- God must love stupid people; He made so many
- Consciousness: That annoying time between naps
- Stupidity is not a handicap. Park elsewhere!
- The trouble with life is there's no background music
- I smile because I don't know what the hell is going on
Lazy Saturday
It's 12:30 in the afternoon and I'm sitting here having coffee and relaxing. I went out last and OMG I had a blast!! There were two bands playing, Westpoint and Blind Dog Circus. They were great! I love rock. Plus it's fun-ner (is that even a word?) when you know some of the band members. I was there with a bunch of friends from work. We drank a few, laughed a lot, chair danced, and cheered our voices off. Seriously, I can't talk today. Nicky, Jay, Pat, Shawn, Rob, JF, Darla ... I can't list everyone that was there. But we ORL had a great time. :)
I took a bunch of pictures, most of which didn't turn out. They were either blurry or too dark - even with the camera on night lighting. But I did get a clip of BDC performing my favourite song - Monster In Me.
Then Pat, Shawn and I went to eat at the handy, dandy, after drinking restaurant. Chinese food after a few drinks is the yummiest!
I got home around 2am and fell asleep on the sofa. At 4am, Adam woke up needing cuddles. At 6am, Aaron got up wanting to see the 'mighty machines' that the neighbour has (he's landscaping). And I got to go back to bed at 7:30ish.
Surprisingly, I'm not headachy or feeling poorly. I'm looking forward to a nice shower and then outside time with the boys. Adam's feeling better now - you can tell because he's constantly moving again. :)
Here are some pictures that kinda sorta turned out:
Blind Dog Circus "getting it on"
The lead singer of Westpoint getting a kiss from Gabby
Patrick and Shawn at the handy dandy after drinking restaurant. Love ya guys!
Aaron doing his rockstar!
Ok, the last picture isn't from the night out - but you have to admit he's darn adorable :)
Have a great Saturday all! *huggles*
I took a bunch of pictures, most of which didn't turn out. They were either blurry or too dark - even with the camera on night lighting. But I did get a clip of BDC performing my favourite song - Monster In Me.
Then Pat, Shawn and I went to eat at the handy, dandy, after drinking restaurant. Chinese food after a few drinks is the yummiest!
I got home around 2am and fell asleep on the sofa. At 4am, Adam woke up needing cuddles. At 6am, Aaron got up wanting to see the 'mighty machines' that the neighbour has (he's landscaping). And I got to go back to bed at 7:30ish.
Surprisingly, I'm not headachy or feeling poorly. I'm looking forward to a nice shower and then outside time with the boys. Adam's feeling better now - you can tell because he's constantly moving again. :)
Here are some pictures that kinda sorta turned out:
Blind Dog Circus "getting it on"The lead singer of Westpoint getting a kiss from GabbyPatrick and Shawn at the handy dandy after drinking restaurant. Love ya guys!Aaron doing his rockstar!Ok, the last picture isn't from the night out - but you have to admit he's darn adorable :)
Have a great Saturday all! *huggles*
Friday, July 4
Mental Health Day
I'm taking a mental health day today. I had made all sorts of plans for today but I think I'll just sit back and relax today. Read a book. Take a bubble bath. Go to a concert tonight. Sit in the sun. Basically just relax.
Adam's sick with a fever and cold today so he's going to relax with me. Right now, he's sleeping on the sofa and I'm doing various "nothings".
Aaron was worried that he wouldn't get to go to day camp. It's crazy hat day today and he was looking forward to wearing his. No worries! I told my worried child. Day camp awaits for you!! :)
Oh! My coffee beckons me. So does this comfy pillow sitting right here. :)
Have a great day all!
Adam's sick with a fever and cold today so he's going to relax with me. Right now, he's sleeping on the sofa and I'm doing various "nothings".
Aaron was worried that he wouldn't get to go to day camp. It's crazy hat day today and he was looking forward to wearing his. No worries! I told my worried child. Day camp awaits for you!! :)
Oh! My coffee beckons me. So does this comfy pillow sitting right here. :)
Have a great day all!
Day Camp
July 2, 2008
We were up and ready to go. Catching the 7am bus. It was the first day of day camp for the boys. And they were ready. I, on the other hand, had a bit of difficulty with it. See, it was ok when Aaron started school because I still had Adam at home. I could convince myself that I still had a baby.
Now don't get me wrong. I want them to grow up and be "all they can be". But with every milestone, there's a bitter sweet feeling. I'm so proud of every stage they get to. Watching them grow, not only physically but emotionally, spiritually and mentally. But I mourn the little baby that used to nurse at my breast. I did this with my eldest child too. He's 19 now and I still have the proud/melancholy feelings.
Anyway, we were taking the bus and they were chattering away. We rode on the back of the bus so we could feel all the bumps. Then it was a short walk to their day camp. That's where we found out that Aaron and Adam wouldn't be in the same "class". Adam's in "Discovery 1" and Aaron's in "Discovery 2".
OMG! What wonderful classrooms! In Aaron's class, there's a "living room" area with teeny tiny couches and chairs. There's a "kitchen" area with the cutest little fridge and stove. It was so lovely. I went "awwww" before I could stop myself. In Adam's class, there's a sandbox and playdough and loads of cars. The bestest part (according to Adam) was that there were cubby holes to put his shoes. The instructors are so nice and wonderful. I really feel that the boys will have a great time.
I spent my day at work feeling a slight twinge of sadness. I felt my boys were growing up and wouldn't need me anymore. At the same time, I felt such an excitement for this new adventure that they had started today.
When I went to pick them up, I first went to Aaron's room. Aaron looked up and yelled "MOM!" and ran into my arms. I wrapped my arms around him and realised just how silly I was. He's still my baby - no matter how old and grownup he is. Then it was to Adam's room to pick him up. He didn't want to go home, but boy did he look tired. I cuddled him for a few minutes and then we went home.
When we got home, I realised that I locked the door and forgot to bring a key with me to work. SO, I had to break into my own house - with the kids' advice of course.
After such a big day, it's no wonder that the boys went to sleep so quickly and easily.
Yup, day camp is the best idea I've had in a long time. I'm glad that they're going.
*huggles*
We were up and ready to go. Catching the 7am bus. It was the first day of day camp for the boys. And they were ready. I, on the other hand, had a bit of difficulty with it. See, it was ok when Aaron started school because I still had Adam at home. I could convince myself that I still had a baby.
Now don't get me wrong. I want them to grow up and be "all they can be". But with every milestone, there's a bitter sweet feeling. I'm so proud of every stage they get to. Watching them grow, not only physically but emotionally, spiritually and mentally. But I mourn the little baby that used to nurse at my breast. I did this with my eldest child too. He's 19 now and I still have the proud/melancholy feelings.
Anyway, we were taking the bus and they were chattering away. We rode on the back of the bus so we could feel all the bumps. Then it was a short walk to their day camp. That's where we found out that Aaron and Adam wouldn't be in the same "class". Adam's in "Discovery 1" and Aaron's in "Discovery 2".
OMG! What wonderful classrooms! In Aaron's class, there's a "living room" area with teeny tiny couches and chairs. There's a "kitchen" area with the cutest little fridge and stove. It was so lovely. I went "awwww" before I could stop myself. In Adam's class, there's a sandbox and playdough and loads of cars. The bestest part (according to Adam) was that there were cubby holes to put his shoes. The instructors are so nice and wonderful. I really feel that the boys will have a great time.
I spent my day at work feeling a slight twinge of sadness. I felt my boys were growing up and wouldn't need me anymore. At the same time, I felt such an excitement for this new adventure that they had started today.
When I went to pick them up, I first went to Aaron's room. Aaron looked up and yelled "MOM!" and ran into my arms. I wrapped my arms around him and realised just how silly I was. He's still my baby - no matter how old and grownup he is. Then it was to Adam's room to pick him up. He didn't want to go home, but boy did he look tired. I cuddled him for a few minutes and then we went home.
When we got home, I realised that I locked the door and forgot to bring a key with me to work. SO, I had to break into my own house - with the kids' advice of course.
After such a big day, it's no wonder that the boys went to sleep so quickly and easily.
Yup, day camp is the best idea I've had in a long time. I'm glad that they're going.
*huggles*
More Ramblings
July 1, 2008
OMG It's 8:00pm and I'm ready for bed!!! I'm trying to get motivated to take a bath, but a shower in the morning seems sooooooo appealing instead. I think what it is is that I had chocolate today at work. I got super hyper. Started dancing in the aisles and work and joking around. I sang the macarena song ffs.
Ok, my day. I got up at 7:15 this morning - I had overslept. So I got dressed and ready to go. As I was brushing my teeth, I was reassuring myself that I could take the 8am bus and still make it to work on time. Then it hit me - no busses today. It's a holiday. I could walk to work, but then I'd have to leave right away. So I did ... leave right away. I was halfway to work when I started to think "did I remember to brush my hair?". It's funny - I can remember the smallest things. I can remember things at work that have absolutely no impact on anything else but work (yes, I can create talk groups ... oh! the code you need for this is <insert oddly spelt soc>, etc) and yet I can never remember if I brush my hair in the morning or if I even closed the door when I left the house. I remember the exact moment my 19 year old was born (10:21am) but don't ask me what I ate today - I won't remember.
Anyway, I veered off topic here. I was telling you about my day. Now where was I?
Ahhhh yes. So, I ended up at work at about quarter to 8. Then I promply planted my butt at one of the picnic tables outside and nursed my coffee (mmmmmm coffee). I love my morning ritual. I chat with people I like and drink coffee before work. We joke and laugh and talk about random stuff until we have to go in. I consider it to be my sanity time. My calm before the storm.
I kind of floated through my day for the most part. The rainy, gloomy weather is starting to affect everyone I think. See we get winter for half the year and don't see much sun during that time. When spring came, it was like a relief. But it seems that it's rained forever now. I am craving some sun here - and I'm not a 'sun type' person.
Then I got the chocolate. And started singing. And dancing. And general acting-like-a-fool. But it was a good way to end the day.
I got home and played with the kids a bit, fed them dinner, washed them up and put them to bed. Then I popped online for a bit just in case. And I was pleasantly surprised!! I got to chat for a bit and relax. Now, I'm done. The house is going to stay a mess until tomorrow.
But now, I'm tired. Crashed. Knackered. Beat. Feel free to add any other slag for "exhausted".
You know what would be wicked cool right now? A long foot massage followed by a long sleep. Yup, I'm just THAT exciting lol.
Ok, enough rambling. I'm going to haul you-know-what and take that bath. Then it's off to bed I go.
See y'all tomorrow :) Huggles!
OMG It's 8:00pm and I'm ready for bed!!! I'm trying to get motivated to take a bath, but a shower in the morning seems sooooooo appealing instead. I think what it is is that I had chocolate today at work. I got super hyper. Started dancing in the aisles and work and joking around. I sang the macarena song ffs.
Ok, my day. I got up at 7:15 this morning - I had overslept. So I got dressed and ready to go. As I was brushing my teeth, I was reassuring myself that I could take the 8am bus and still make it to work on time. Then it hit me - no busses today. It's a holiday. I could walk to work, but then I'd have to leave right away. So I did ... leave right away. I was halfway to work when I started to think "did I remember to brush my hair?". It's funny - I can remember the smallest things. I can remember things at work that have absolutely no impact on anything else but work (yes, I can create talk groups ... oh! the code you need for this is <insert oddly spelt soc>, etc) and yet I can never remember if I brush my hair in the morning or if I even closed the door when I left the house. I remember the exact moment my 19 year old was born (10:21am) but don't ask me what I ate today - I won't remember.
Anyway, I veered off topic here. I was telling you about my day. Now where was I?
Ahhhh yes. So, I ended up at work at about quarter to 8. Then I promply planted my butt at one of the picnic tables outside and nursed my coffee (mmmmmm coffee). I love my morning ritual. I chat with people I like and drink coffee before work. We joke and laugh and talk about random stuff until we have to go in. I consider it to be my sanity time. My calm before the storm.
I kind of floated through my day for the most part. The rainy, gloomy weather is starting to affect everyone I think. See we get winter for half the year and don't see much sun during that time. When spring came, it was like a relief. But it seems that it's rained forever now. I am craving some sun here - and I'm not a 'sun type' person.
Then I got the chocolate. And started singing. And dancing. And general acting-like-a-fool. But it was a good way to end the day.
I got home and played with the kids a bit, fed them dinner, washed them up and put them to bed. Then I popped online for a bit just in case. And I was pleasantly surprised!! I got to chat for a bit and relax. Now, I'm done. The house is going to stay a mess until tomorrow.
But now, I'm tired. Crashed. Knackered. Beat. Feel free to add any other slag for "exhausted".
You know what would be wicked cool right now? A long foot massage followed by a long sleep. Yup, I'm just THAT exciting lol.
Ok, enough rambling. I'm going to haul you-know-what and take that bath. Then it's off to bed I go.
See y'all tomorrow :) Huggles!
So it turned out pretty good
June 30, 2008
In two days, the kids start day camp. I, personally, cannot wait! I really look forward to the kids interacting with other children their age. I took a look at their schedule and they have loads of trips in store. Lots of parks. Beaches. Theme weeks. Geez! I want to go! :)
This morning, I did a 'dry run'. I took the bus at the time I thought we would need to leave every morning (7am) and got off at the bus stop I figured we would need to get off of. Then I crossed the highway, walked up the big hill, and got to the day care. Then I stayed a few minutes, turned around and walked to work. I made it there with a half hour to spare. That made me very happy. It means a small coffee break before I start work.
It was a little chilly this morning. And it was quiet with little traffic. So the walk went really nice. I had a nice sit down before work, chatting with people. Then work.
I'll be honest, I was worried about how today would go. It's not easy going to a new team. A team where everyone knows each other and have worked together all ready. Where there's a routine already in place. Plus, I had big shoes to fill. The person doing the team lead position for the team is good. She's a good worker and a wonderful person. She always has a smile on her face. In fact, I've nicknamed her "Giggles". So I wasn't sure how it would go. By the end of the day, I felt more secure and very reassured. I think it'll go well. I know the supervisor already and that helps.
Because the team had such good scores, they were rewarded with a "field trip". I opted to stay behind in order to catch up on work that needed to be done. That did a LOT to help. I do not like to be behind on work. I feel rushed and overwhelmed and that just sucks!
All throughout the day, I found myself visiting my old team - saying hi ... answering questions ... touching base :) I do miss them but I'm glad that they're just across the aisle.
After work, I took the boys outside and mowed half the lawn. I'll get the other half tomorrow (maybe). Then I sat and watched the boys play. It was so nice to just watch them play. I felt my entire body relax. Then it was dinner, baths and bed for them.
All in all, a really good day.
In two days, the kids start day camp. I, personally, cannot wait! I really look forward to the kids interacting with other children their age. I took a look at their schedule and they have loads of trips in store. Lots of parks. Beaches. Theme weeks. Geez! I want to go! :)
This morning, I did a 'dry run'. I took the bus at the time I thought we would need to leave every morning (7am) and got off at the bus stop I figured we would need to get off of. Then I crossed the highway, walked up the big hill, and got to the day care. Then I stayed a few minutes, turned around and walked to work. I made it there with a half hour to spare. That made me very happy. It means a small coffee break before I start work.
It was a little chilly this morning. And it was quiet with little traffic. So the walk went really nice. I had a nice sit down before work, chatting with people. Then work.
I'll be honest, I was worried about how today would go. It's not easy going to a new team. A team where everyone knows each other and have worked together all ready. Where there's a routine already in place. Plus, I had big shoes to fill. The person doing the team lead position for the team is good. She's a good worker and a wonderful person. She always has a smile on her face. In fact, I've nicknamed her "Giggles". So I wasn't sure how it would go. By the end of the day, I felt more secure and very reassured. I think it'll go well. I know the supervisor already and that helps.
Because the team had such good scores, they were rewarded with a "field trip". I opted to stay behind in order to catch up on work that needed to be done. That did a LOT to help. I do not like to be behind on work. I feel rushed and overwhelmed and that just sucks!
All throughout the day, I found myself visiting my old team - saying hi ... answering questions ... touching base :) I do miss them but I'm glad that they're just across the aisle.
After work, I took the boys outside and mowed half the lawn. I'll get the other half tomorrow (maybe). Then I sat and watched the boys play. It was so nice to just watch them play. I felt my entire body relax. Then it was dinner, baths and bed for them.
All in all, a really good day.
Another day in paradise
June 30, 2008
Today was another good day. The kids were up early ... like 6am ... and were on the go all day. Since it was raining off and on all day, we spent the majority of the day inside. We cleaned, did some laundry and played cars. We also had an indoor parade (I took tylenol - lots).
I really do enjoy my time with my boys. They make me crazy but they also make me laugh. You can't take things so seriously when in the presence of children. They love me for who I am - their mom. Nothing is expected of me - just to love them back. And I do - so very much. They don't ask for space or tell me I'm crowding them. I am their world and they are mine. They are completely open - not holding back how they feel or what they think. I can feel their love always and I hope they can feel mine for them. Every morning and every night we hug and kiss and tell each other we love them - without fail. When they are hurt, I am hurt. When they are happy, I am happy. My world revolves around them.
Today I was doing my nails. Aaron was watching me paint them as he always does. And as always happens, we have this conversation:
Aaron: Why are you painting your nails?
Me: Because it looks pretty
Aaron: That's blue paint
Me: Yup
Aaron: Can boys paint their nails?
Me: Sure. When you're 18 you can paint your nails if you want
Aaron: No not me
Me: Ok
Aaron: Will you paint your nails red next time?
Me: Mom's not a red nails kinda girl
Aaron: We could go to Walmart and get red paint
Me: Oooorrrr we could go to Walmart and get purple paint
Aaron: Oooorrrr we could go to Walmart and get a toy
They make me laugh they do. :)
Tomorrow is the start of a new routine. I'll be out of the house earlier than usual getting the kids off to daycare and all that. I think that once I get used to the new routine, it'll be a good thing. I'll not be on the internet in the morning, but that's ok. I doubt the internet will notice much. What I'm really looking forward to is the fact that since everyone will be out of the house during the day, it'll be nice and clean when I get home :). How nice it will be to come home to a house that doesn't look like a tornado went through it.
I also start my new shift tomorrow. A half hour earlier start and finish. With a new team and a new supervisor. It'll be an adventure!
It's all good! Have a great day all.
Today was another good day. The kids were up early ... like 6am ... and were on the go all day. Since it was raining off and on all day, we spent the majority of the day inside. We cleaned, did some laundry and played cars. We also had an indoor parade (I took tylenol - lots).
I really do enjoy my time with my boys. They make me crazy but they also make me laugh. You can't take things so seriously when in the presence of children. They love me for who I am - their mom. Nothing is expected of me - just to love them back. And I do - so very much. They don't ask for space or tell me I'm crowding them. I am their world and they are mine. They are completely open - not holding back how they feel or what they think. I can feel their love always and I hope they can feel mine for them. Every morning and every night we hug and kiss and tell each other we love them - without fail. When they are hurt, I am hurt. When they are happy, I am happy. My world revolves around them.
Today I was doing my nails. Aaron was watching me paint them as he always does. And as always happens, we have this conversation:
Aaron: Why are you painting your nails?
Me: Because it looks pretty
Aaron: That's blue paint
Me: Yup
Aaron: Can boys paint their nails?
Me: Sure. When you're 18 you can paint your nails if you want
Aaron: No not me
Me: Ok
Aaron: Will you paint your nails red next time?
Me: Mom's not a red nails kinda girl
Aaron: We could go to Walmart and get red paint
Me: Oooorrrr we could go to Walmart and get purple paint
Aaron: Oooorrrr we could go to Walmart and get a toy
They make me laugh they do. :)
Tomorrow is the start of a new routine. I'll be out of the house earlier than usual getting the kids off to daycare and all that. I think that once I get used to the new routine, it'll be a good thing. I'll not be on the internet in the morning, but that's ok. I doubt the internet will notice much. What I'm really looking forward to is the fact that since everyone will be out of the house during the day, it'll be nice and clean when I get home :). How nice it will be to come home to a house that doesn't look like a tornado went through it.
I also start my new shift tomorrow. A half hour earlier start and finish. With a new team and a new supervisor. It'll be an adventure!
It's all good! Have a great day all.
It's been a good day :)
June 28, 2008
It was raining today so we all decided to go to the cottage. Ok, I decided that we would go to the cottage. It was preferrable to having the kids running and screaming in the house. For some reason, the rain is ummmm kinder at the cottage. Where I wouldn't think about being outside here in the rain, it's ok at the cottage.
We walked, checked out bugs, looked at the woodpile, took pictures, did puzzles, talked and visited my parents and grandmother. It was FUN!
My mother quit smoking! I'm so proud of her.
And as usually happens when I go out to the cottage, I returned with a certain sense of peace and contentment. It always lifts my spirits when I go out there.
So yeah, it's been a good day!
It was raining today so we all decided to go to the cottage. Ok, I decided that we would go to the cottage. It was preferrable to having the kids running and screaming in the house. For some reason, the rain is ummmm kinder at the cottage. Where I wouldn't think about being outside here in the rain, it's ok at the cottage.
We walked, checked out bugs, looked at the woodpile, took pictures, did puzzles, talked and visited my parents and grandmother. It was FUN!
My mother quit smoking! I'm so proud of her.
And as usually happens when I go out to the cottage, I returned with a certain sense of peace and contentment. It always lifts my spirits when I go out there.
So yeah, it's been a good day!
Gibberish
June 27, 2008
There was a shift change for team coaches. As a result, I have a new shift starting on Monday. The good news is that it's pretty much the same shift I have now. I start and finish a half hour earlier. That works out perfectly for the kids' daycare. The bad news is that I'm leaving a kickass team with a rocking supervisor. I'm also losing the best buddy team coach and buddy supervisor. But I'm going to a team with people I like and a supervisor I've worked with before.Aaron finished school for the year. When we went to catch his bus this morning, we talked about it. He told me that he was going to miss his teacher but that he would get a new teacher in September and that was "cool". Plus he would still get to see his old teacher. He's pleased as punch that he gets to keep his bus driver though. He really likes him. In fact, Aaron's decided that when he grows up, he's going to be a bus driver.
Adam's SO happy that Aaron's going to be with him during the day now. He's missed Aaron so much during the day. He's talking about how great it's going to be to go to school with Aaron in September.
Tomorrow, I'm going into work early so I can pack up my stuff. My desk is filled with crap! I tend to collect papers and files. Sigh, I haven't even finished organising it all and now I'm packing it up to move to my new desk. I have no idea where my new desk is going be.
Life is never boring!
There was a shift change for team coaches. As a result, I have a new shift starting on Monday. The good news is that it's pretty much the same shift I have now. I start and finish a half hour earlier. That works out perfectly for the kids' daycare. The bad news is that I'm leaving a kickass team with a rocking supervisor. I'm also losing the best buddy team coach and buddy supervisor. But I'm going to a team with people I like and a supervisor I've worked with before.Aaron finished school for the year. When we went to catch his bus this morning, we talked about it. He told me that he was going to miss his teacher but that he would get a new teacher in September and that was "cool". Plus he would still get to see his old teacher. He's pleased as punch that he gets to keep his bus driver though. He really likes him. In fact, Aaron's decided that when he grows up, he's going to be a bus driver.
Adam's SO happy that Aaron's going to be with him during the day now. He's missed Aaron so much during the day. He's talking about how great it's going to be to go to school with Aaron in September.
Tomorrow, I'm going into work early so I can pack up my stuff. My desk is filled with crap! I tend to collect papers and files. Sigh, I haven't even finished organising it all and now I'm packing it up to move to my new desk. I have no idea where my new desk is going be.
Life is never boring!
Short one
June 22, 2008
Ok. I had a minor "gah" moment today. But today turned out to be a pretty good day.
Cute moment of the day:
The boys were playing "grocery store". Aaron was getting cans from the pantry and bringing them to Adam, who was sitting at the coffee table with the toy cash register. It was adorable to watch them interacting. No fighting, no pushing, no tugging. Just nice playing. Adam even bagged the groceries. Aaron paid with pennies. They wished each other a good day. It was lovely.
Ok. I had a minor "gah" moment today. But today turned out to be a pretty good day.
Cute moment of the day:
The boys were playing "grocery store". Aaron was getting cans from the pantry and bringing them to Adam, who was sitting at the coffee table with the toy cash register. It was adorable to watch them interacting. No fighting, no pushing, no tugging. Just nice playing. Adam even bagged the groceries. Aaron paid with pennies. They wished each other a good day. It was lovely.
Loooooooooooong Weekend
June 22, 2008
My youngest is very, um, active. I've been around children my whole life - being the designated babysitter for the neighbourhood - and I've never seen anyone as, um, active as this one is. From the time he gets up until the time he goes to sleep, he's constantly moving, jumping, running, climbing, yelling, moving, destroying. And it's like it's involuntary. I don't think he's able to sit still for more than a second at a time. Even meal times are a whirlwind.
This weekend has been especially, um, active. My patience is running low. I'm praying for patience. I cannot wait until July 10th when we start the process of getting him tested for ADD (or ADHD).
In the meantime, I've changed the children's diets. All this time, I've not pushed my vegetarian tastes on the children and have been letting them eat what the others are eating. But that's going to change. I'm hoping that eliminating preservatives, artificial colours and lowering sugar intake will help.
It has to.
I consider myself to be pretty patient overall, but I'm getting to the end of what I can handle.
My youngest is very, um, active. I've been around children my whole life - being the designated babysitter for the neighbourhood - and I've never seen anyone as, um, active as this one is. From the time he gets up until the time he goes to sleep, he's constantly moving, jumping, running, climbing, yelling, moving, destroying. And it's like it's involuntary. I don't think he's able to sit still for more than a second at a time. Even meal times are a whirlwind.
This weekend has been especially, um, active. My patience is running low. I'm praying for patience. I cannot wait until July 10th when we start the process of getting him tested for ADD (or ADHD).
In the meantime, I've changed the children's diets. All this time, I've not pushed my vegetarian tastes on the children and have been letting them eat what the others are eating. But that's going to change. I'm hoping that eliminating preservatives, artificial colours and lowering sugar intake will help.
It has to.
I consider myself to be pretty patient overall, but I'm getting to the end of what I can handle.
Wotaweek
June 20, 2008
What a week!! It went by so quickly. I don't even know where to begin :)
Did I mention that my son graduated from kindergarten? lol That's all I talked about for days. I was so proud of him. The day was long for him and he was tired. He's a lot like his mum when it comes to noisy, chaotic situations - it makes him tired and cranky. But he did well :) It was so wonderful to see him walk into the gym with his classmates and see him get his "diploma". I was concerned that he'd be held back and have to repeat kindergarten. But he passed and now he's on to grade one. He's just so frigging amazing!!
That night he just couldn't fall asleep. He kept complaining about aches - telling me that he was "growing up too fast" and "my bones are outgrowing my skin". Then I noticed that his ear was red and he was feverish. So it was up to the hospital for us. The doctors and nurses were so kind and caring. It turns out that he has another ear infection and needs antibiotics. That's the second time in three months he gets these ear infections. Poor guy :(
Work's been BUSY! But in a great way. I'm not getting panic attacks anymore which is wonderful. It helps that the team is wonderful and that my supervisor, my buddy supervisor and my buddy team coach are amazing.
Let me tell you about my buddy team coach. She is simply mindblowing. She had the patience of a saint. I see her go about her day, taking care of her team and she makes it look seamless and painless. Soft spoken, maternal, knowledgeable, funny, intelligent. I can only hope to one day be as good as she is at this. I don't know how she does it all!
It was a busy week ... but it was a great week!
What a week!! It went by so quickly. I don't even know where to begin :)
Did I mention that my son graduated from kindergarten? lol That's all I talked about for days. I was so proud of him. The day was long for him and he was tired. He's a lot like his mum when it comes to noisy, chaotic situations - it makes him tired and cranky. But he did well :) It was so wonderful to see him walk into the gym with his classmates and see him get his "diploma". I was concerned that he'd be held back and have to repeat kindergarten. But he passed and now he's on to grade one. He's just so frigging amazing!!
That night he just couldn't fall asleep. He kept complaining about aches - telling me that he was "growing up too fast" and "my bones are outgrowing my skin". Then I noticed that his ear was red and he was feverish. So it was up to the hospital for us. The doctors and nurses were so kind and caring. It turns out that he has another ear infection and needs antibiotics. That's the second time in three months he gets these ear infections. Poor guy :(
Work's been BUSY! But in a great way. I'm not getting panic attacks anymore which is wonderful. It helps that the team is wonderful and that my supervisor, my buddy supervisor and my buddy team coach are amazing.
Let me tell you about my buddy team coach. She is simply mindblowing. She had the patience of a saint. I see her go about her day, taking care of her team and she makes it look seamless and painless. Soft spoken, maternal, knowledgeable, funny, intelligent. I can only hope to one day be as good as she is at this. I don't know how she does it all!
It was a busy week ... but it was a great week!
Graduation!!
June 18, 2008
All I really need to know, I learned in Kindergarten
Most of what I really need to know about
How to live and what to do and how to be
I learned in Kindergarten
Wisdom was not at the top of the graduate school mountain, but in the sandpile at school
These are things I learned:
Share everything
Play fair
Don't hit people
Put things back where you found them
Clean up your own mess
Don't take things that aren't yours
Say sorry when you hurt someone
Wash your hands before you eat
Flush
Warm cookies and milk are good for you
Live a balanced life - learn some and think some
And draw, and paint, and sing, and dance
And play, and work everyday some
Take a nap every afternoon
When you go out into the world, watch out for traffic
Hold hands and stick together
Be aware of wonder
- Robert Fulghum
Sunday :)
June 15, 2008
Yesterday was a very productive day for me. I cleaned the entire house and did most of the laundry. I like cleaning when I enter this "cleaning mode" where I seem to glide through the chores and my mind clears. I don't think about what needs to be done or what I haven't been able to get to yet. It's like I'm "in the moment". Next thing you know, the house is clean and I have answers to questions that have been bothering me.
That's what happened yesterday. Things have been playing in my mind for awhile now and I was struggling to find the answers. When I was cleaning and my mind cleared, the answers just came. Now I feel much calmer and more relaxed about a few things. Excellent stuff!
Today looks to be another beautiful day. Since the kids vetoed an outdoor breakfast so they could watch their shows, we'll be going out afterwards. There's yardwork to do that I'm looking forward to doing. As well as hanging laundry on the line.
The upcoming week is going to be a busy one. A lot of phone calls and preparations to make. On Monday, I'm leaving early for work because I need to get to the Day Camp people. They require payments two weeks in advance. So I'll be going there in the morning before work. I'm so excited about the kids going to day camp for the summer. It's going to be an awesome adventure for them. On Wednesday, Aaron's graduating. It's going to be a great week!
Have a great Sunday all ... and Happy Birthday, Dennis! :)
Yesterday was a very productive day for me. I cleaned the entire house and did most of the laundry. I like cleaning when I enter this "cleaning mode" where I seem to glide through the chores and my mind clears. I don't think about what needs to be done or what I haven't been able to get to yet. It's like I'm "in the moment". Next thing you know, the house is clean and I have answers to questions that have been bothering me.
That's what happened yesterday. Things have been playing in my mind for awhile now and I was struggling to find the answers. When I was cleaning and my mind cleared, the answers just came. Now I feel much calmer and more relaxed about a few things. Excellent stuff!
Today looks to be another beautiful day. Since the kids vetoed an outdoor breakfast so they could watch their shows, we'll be going out afterwards. There's yardwork to do that I'm looking forward to doing. As well as hanging laundry on the line.
The upcoming week is going to be a busy one. A lot of phone calls and preparations to make. On Monday, I'm leaving early for work because I need to get to the Day Camp people. They require payments two weeks in advance. So I'll be going there in the morning before work. I'm so excited about the kids going to day camp for the summer. It's going to be an awesome adventure for them. On Wednesday, Aaron's graduating. It's going to be a great week!
Have a great Sunday all ... and Happy Birthday, Dennis! :)
Class of 2008
June 14, 2008
On Wednesday, Aaron graduates from kindergarten. I'm so excited about this. He's worked very hard these past couple of months learning new things and developing skills.
Every day he's woken up with the same question: "Am I going to school today?". If the answer is "yes" then he's so happy. If the answer is no and it's not a Saturday or Sunday, he's quite upset. It's so wonderful to see him so happy with school.
Aaron can now tell time, identify makes and models of cars, dress himself, count to a million trillion zillion, spell his name, read a few words and do a bit of math. He's come a long way in a few short months. I think I can say with only a bit of bias that he's a genius! :)
I'm so proud of him.
On Wednesday, Aaron graduates from kindergarten. I'm so excited about this. He's worked very hard these past couple of months learning new things and developing skills.
Every day he's woken up with the same question: "Am I going to school today?". If the answer is "yes" then he's so happy. If the answer is no and it's not a Saturday or Sunday, he's quite upset. It's so wonderful to see him so happy with school.
Aaron can now tell time, identify makes and models of cars, dress himself, count to a million trillion zillion, spell his name, read a few words and do a bit of math. He's come a long way in a few short months. I think I can say with only a bit of bias that he's a genius! :)
I'm so proud of him.
Happy Sunday!
June 8, 2008
What a wonderful weekend! I woke up early on Saturday morning feeling rested and relaxed. The sun was shining, not a cloud in the sky. The kind of day that screams "get out there and enjoy, silly humans!". So that's what we did. I had the house cleanish by 9:30am and the boys and I went outside. I had laundry on the line, mowed the lawn and set up the kids' wading pool. We had a brunch picnic in the yard. We played and relaxed. We heard the geese squawking as they flew by.
We came back inside at lunchtime to get out of the noonday sun and watched some random cartoons. I napped (I LOVE my naps). Then we were back outside until bathtime - even having dinner outside.
While I was giving the kids their bath, I heard a "clang" outside. So, bathtime ended. I went outside to investigate and found that the wind had blown part of the gazebo's roof off. So I took down the rest of the roof so that the fabric wouldn't rip. The kids were very helpful with the suggestions as they watched me from the kitchen. :) The wind had really picked up. It felt as though a storm was coming, which got me excited - I love storms. But it never happened.
Anyway, then it was snack/relax/cuddle/tv time for a bit before bedtime. The kids must have been tuckered out because they went right to bed without the "I'm thirsty/hungry/not tired" routine. I know I was tuckered out because I was asleep by 9pm.
It was a beautiful day! And I'm so happy I was able to spend it with my children.
Today it looks like it's going to be another great day. It's already warm and it's only 7am. I think another day outside is in order.
I'm still working on getting in the routine of morning meditations. I wake up in the morning and have to remind myself to do them. And it's helping so much to do them. I feel more centered during the day, the crowds and noise seem to bother me less, the daily demands on me seem to be less overwhelming and I seem to accomplish more. I'm working through quite a lot of issues and it's been so amazing. I still struggle with a few things, but I'm sure that with time it will work out. As long as I keep on this path. And right now, the path is telling me to change my thought patterns.
The thought manifests as the word;
The word manifests as the deed;
The deed develops into habit;
And habit hardens into character;
So watch the thought and its ways with care,
And let it spring from love
Born out of concern for all beings ...
As the shadow follows the body,
as we think, so we become.
- from the Dhammapada
Have a great Sunday everyone! *huggles*
What a wonderful weekend! I woke up early on Saturday morning feeling rested and relaxed. The sun was shining, not a cloud in the sky. The kind of day that screams "get out there and enjoy, silly humans!". So that's what we did. I had the house cleanish by 9:30am and the boys and I went outside. I had laundry on the line, mowed the lawn and set up the kids' wading pool. We had a brunch picnic in the yard. We played and relaxed. We heard the geese squawking as they flew by.
We came back inside at lunchtime to get out of the noonday sun and watched some random cartoons. I napped (I LOVE my naps). Then we were back outside until bathtime - even having dinner outside.
While I was giving the kids their bath, I heard a "clang" outside. So, bathtime ended. I went outside to investigate and found that the wind had blown part of the gazebo's roof off. So I took down the rest of the roof so that the fabric wouldn't rip. The kids were very helpful with the suggestions as they watched me from the kitchen. :) The wind had really picked up. It felt as though a storm was coming, which got me excited - I love storms. But it never happened.
Anyway, then it was snack/relax/cuddle/tv time for a bit before bedtime. The kids must have been tuckered out because they went right to bed without the "I'm thirsty/hungry/not tired" routine. I know I was tuckered out because I was asleep by 9pm.
It was a beautiful day! And I'm so happy I was able to spend it with my children.
Today it looks like it's going to be another great day. It's already warm and it's only 7am. I think another day outside is in order.
I'm still working on getting in the routine of morning meditations. I wake up in the morning and have to remind myself to do them. And it's helping so much to do them. I feel more centered during the day, the crowds and noise seem to bother me less, the daily demands on me seem to be less overwhelming and I seem to accomplish more. I'm working through quite a lot of issues and it's been so amazing. I still struggle with a few things, but I'm sure that with time it will work out. As long as I keep on this path. And right now, the path is telling me to change my thought patterns.
The thought manifests as the word;
The word manifests as the deed;
The deed develops into habit;
And habit hardens into character;
So watch the thought and its ways with care,
And let it spring from love
Born out of concern for all beings ...
As the shadow follows the body,
as we think, so we become.
- from the Dhammapada
Have a great Sunday everyone! *huggles*
Blackflies!
June 6, 2008
Alright, I KNOW I said that I love where I live. I do. I'm surrounded by nature and it's beautiful.
And I KNOW I have talked about blackflies in passing, making it seem as if it were no big deal. After all, they are a necessary part of nature. They are living creatures who deserve ... Blah blah blah.
Oh forget it. They are horrible! They are teeny, tiny insects who suck your blood. They swarm you and attack. There is no mercy. No relief. And it's that time of year when they come out.
I take Aaron out to his bus stop in the morning and in the 10 or 15 minutes that we are out there, we are bit at least a dozen times. I spend all that time brushing my hand around Aaron's head so those little beasts don't get trapped by his hair and bite him. I can't take a cup of coffee out there with me because they land IN my cup and drown in the coffee.
After Aaron's on the bus, I wait an extra 15 minutes for my bus. I walk back and forth, brushing my hand in front of my face to ward them off. Nothing works. You're going to get bit. That's a fact of life. These little, tiny, flying, biting THINGS are going to get you - and get you good.
The only good thing about those little blood suckers is that when they do get in the house, they are too busy trying to get out and end up hanging around the windows and door and don't bother trying to eat you alive.
BUT they ARE living creatures and as such deserve our respect. Right? Well, that's what I keep telling myself.
The Blackfly Song
Wade Hemsworth
"Twas early in the spring when I decide to go
For to work up in the woods of North Ontario.
The unemployment office said they'd send me through
To the Little Abitibi with the survey crew
And the black flies, the little black flies
Always the black fly no matter where you go
I'll die with the black fly a Pickin' my bones
In North Ontar-i-o-i-o, In North Ontar-i-o
The man Black Tobey was the captain of the crew
He said, I'm gonna tell you boys, what we're gonna do
They want to build a power dam; we must find a way
For to make the Little Ab flow around the other way
So we survey the east, survey to the west.
We couldn't make our minds up how to do it best
Little Ab, Little Ab, what shall I do?
I'm all but goin' crazy on the survey crew.
'Twas blackfly, blackfly, everywhere
A-crawlin' in your whiskers, a-crawlin' in your hair
A-swimmin' in the soup and a-swimmin' in the tea
The devil take the blackfly and let me be.
Black Tobey fell to swearin'; the work went slow
The state of our morale was a-gettin' pretty low
The flies swarmed heavy; it was hard to catch a breath
As you staggered up and down the trail talkin' to yourself
The bull cook's name was Blind River Joe
If it hadn't been for him we'd 've never pulled through
He bound up our bruises and he kidded us for fun
And he lathered us with bacon grease and balsam gum
At last the job was over, Black Tobey said, we're through
With the Little Abitibi and the survey crew!
'Twas a wonderful experience and this I know;
I'll never go again to North Ontar-i-o"
Yup! I love where I live. It's beautiful here. I'm just going to enjoy the view from inside my house for the next month, ok?
:) Have a great day all!
Alright, I KNOW I said that I love where I live. I do. I'm surrounded by nature and it's beautiful.
And I KNOW I have talked about blackflies in passing, making it seem as if it were no big deal. After all, they are a necessary part of nature. They are living creatures who deserve ... Blah blah blah.
Oh forget it. They are horrible! They are teeny, tiny insects who suck your blood. They swarm you and attack. There is no mercy. No relief. And it's that time of year when they come out.
I take Aaron out to his bus stop in the morning and in the 10 or 15 minutes that we are out there, we are bit at least a dozen times. I spend all that time brushing my hand around Aaron's head so those little beasts don't get trapped by his hair and bite him. I can't take a cup of coffee out there with me because they land IN my cup and drown in the coffee.
After Aaron's on the bus, I wait an extra 15 minutes for my bus. I walk back and forth, brushing my hand in front of my face to ward them off. Nothing works. You're going to get bit. That's a fact of life. These little, tiny, flying, biting THINGS are going to get you - and get you good.
The only good thing about those little blood suckers is that when they do get in the house, they are too busy trying to get out and end up hanging around the windows and door and don't bother trying to eat you alive.
BUT they ARE living creatures and as such deserve our respect. Right? Well, that's what I keep telling myself.
The Blackfly Song
Wade Hemsworth
"Twas early in the spring when I decide to go
For to work up in the woods of North Ontario.
The unemployment office said they'd send me through
To the Little Abitibi with the survey crew
And the black flies, the little black flies
Always the black fly no matter where you go
I'll die with the black fly a Pickin' my bones
In North Ontar-i-o-i-o, In North Ontar-i-o
The man Black Tobey was the captain of the crew
He said, I'm gonna tell you boys, what we're gonna do
They want to build a power dam; we must find a way
For to make the Little Ab flow around the other way
So we survey the east, survey to the west.
We couldn't make our minds up how to do it best
Little Ab, Little Ab, what shall I do?
I'm all but goin' crazy on the survey crew.
'Twas blackfly, blackfly, everywhere
A-crawlin' in your whiskers, a-crawlin' in your hair
A-swimmin' in the soup and a-swimmin' in the tea
The devil take the blackfly and let me be.
Black Tobey fell to swearin'; the work went slow
The state of our morale was a-gettin' pretty low
The flies swarmed heavy; it was hard to catch a breath
As you staggered up and down the trail talkin' to yourself
The bull cook's name was Blind River Joe
If it hadn't been for him we'd 've never pulled through
He bound up our bruises and he kidded us for fun
And he lathered us with bacon grease and balsam gum
At last the job was over, Black Tobey said, we're through
With the Little Abitibi and the survey crew!
'Twas a wonderful experience and this I know;
I'll never go again to North Ontar-i-o"
Yup! I love where I live. It's beautiful here. I'm just going to enjoy the view from inside my house for the next month, ok?
:) Have a great day all!
Today
June 4, 2008
"Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning"
Albert Einstein
"Apparently there is nothing that cannot happen today"
Mark Twain
TODAY:
"Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning"
Albert Einstein
"Apparently there is nothing that cannot happen today"
Mark Twain
TODAY:
- I will thank nature for this wonderful day
- I will look in the mirror and find something new to like about myself
- I will smile at a stranger on the way to work
- I will say something nice about someone I don't particularly like and mean it
- I will do something I've always wanted to do but was too afraid to
- I will be grateful for who I have in my life
- I will not joke away a compliment, but say a sincere thank you instead
- I will hug someone
- I will give someone a word of praise, not because I have to - but because I want to
- I will tell someone I love them
- I will do my job to the best of my ability
- I will appreciate all that nature has provided - the colours, the sounds, the smells
- I will be grateful for one more day
Sentimental Journey
May 23, 2008
Nineteen years ago yesterday, I was at the doctor's office asking the doctor if this child I was carrying would ever be born. The due date given to me was May 5th. Needless to say, I was ready for this child to be born. The doctor said that if I didn't start labour by the 25th, I was to go into the hospital and be induced. He then took my blood pressure (it was low), checked to see if I had dilated (I had not) and reminded me to get a lot of rest (SO not a problem).
Nineteen years ago today, my grandparents were over celebrating their anniversary with all of us. They were joking around by telling me I had better not have the baby today. I jokingly replied that I would go into labour today just to "get to them". After my grandparents left and my mother gone to work, I settled down on the sofa to watch hockey with my father and to knit the blanket I was trying to finish. At around 8pm, I felt a "cramp". I passed it off as "something I ate" and kept knitting and watching hockey. These "cramps" kept coming and going and I realised that I had indeed started labour. But I kept quiet about it. My mother was at work until midnight and my father, being the kind and caring father that he is, would have jumped into "OMG!" mode. So I waited until midnight and kept knitting the baby blanket. Right at midnight, I called my mother and told her that I was in labour. By then the pains were about 15 minutes apart. My mother was home within 5 minutes. We waited until 3am before we called a taxi to take us to the hospital. On the way to the hospital, I casually mentioned to mom that my pains were now 5 minutes apart. The cab driver overheard and suddenly sped up. Mom and I started laughing. The look on the driver's face was comical.
We got to the hospital and I was placed in a wheelchair which just baffled me. I was able to walk! They insisted that it was policy. The next thing I know, we were up on the second floor and I was placed on a bed. The nurse came in, checked me, told me I had plently of time, and then left the room.
There were times when I wished they would just knock me out. There were times when I just wanted this OVER WITH! Mostly though, I just wanted to see my child. I wanted to hold my child. I didn't know the sex yet, I wanted to be surprised. I went over the names I had decided on. Jacques or Andre. Those were the names I had picked out. I had picked out Aimee if the baby was a girl. But I was fairly sure that the baby would be a boy.
Nineteen years tomorrow, at 10:21am, the one that would change my life forever was born. The doctor placed him in my arms and I felt my world change instantly. Everything else faded away and I stared at my baby. I felt my first taste of true unconditional love. Nothing would ever be the same - it would be better. Who knew that there could be that much love wrapped up into such a perfect, little package? One look at the beautiful face and I knew he was an "Andre" - manly. He was 8 pounds 6 1/2 ounces and was 24 inches long.
Now my baby's 19 years old. I no longer see the baby in the man I look at now. But I still feel the same waves of love I felt in the labour room. I couldn't be prouder of a person than I am with him. He has his whole life ahead of him and a great "game plan" for it. And I'm the lucky one who gets to watch it happen.
Nineteen years ago yesterday, I was at the doctor's office asking the doctor if this child I was carrying would ever be born. The due date given to me was May 5th. Needless to say, I was ready for this child to be born. The doctor said that if I didn't start labour by the 25th, I was to go into the hospital and be induced. He then took my blood pressure (it was low), checked to see if I had dilated (I had not) and reminded me to get a lot of rest (SO not a problem).
Nineteen years ago today, my grandparents were over celebrating their anniversary with all of us. They were joking around by telling me I had better not have the baby today. I jokingly replied that I would go into labour today just to "get to them". After my grandparents left and my mother gone to work, I settled down on the sofa to watch hockey with my father and to knit the blanket I was trying to finish. At around 8pm, I felt a "cramp". I passed it off as "something I ate" and kept knitting and watching hockey. These "cramps" kept coming and going and I realised that I had indeed started labour. But I kept quiet about it. My mother was at work until midnight and my father, being the kind and caring father that he is, would have jumped into "OMG!" mode. So I waited until midnight and kept knitting the baby blanket. Right at midnight, I called my mother and told her that I was in labour. By then the pains were about 15 minutes apart. My mother was home within 5 minutes. We waited until 3am before we called a taxi to take us to the hospital. On the way to the hospital, I casually mentioned to mom that my pains were now 5 minutes apart. The cab driver overheard and suddenly sped up. Mom and I started laughing. The look on the driver's face was comical.
We got to the hospital and I was placed in a wheelchair which just baffled me. I was able to walk! They insisted that it was policy. The next thing I know, we were up on the second floor and I was placed on a bed. The nurse came in, checked me, told me I had plently of time, and then left the room.
There were times when I wished they would just knock me out. There were times when I just wanted this OVER WITH! Mostly though, I just wanted to see my child. I wanted to hold my child. I didn't know the sex yet, I wanted to be surprised. I went over the names I had decided on. Jacques or Andre. Those were the names I had picked out. I had picked out Aimee if the baby was a girl. But I was fairly sure that the baby would be a boy.
Nineteen years tomorrow, at 10:21am, the one that would change my life forever was born. The doctor placed him in my arms and I felt my world change instantly. Everything else faded away and I stared at my baby. I felt my first taste of true unconditional love. Nothing would ever be the same - it would be better. Who knew that there could be that much love wrapped up into such a perfect, little package? One look at the beautiful face and I knew he was an "Andre" - manly. He was 8 pounds 6 1/2 ounces and was 24 inches long.
Now my baby's 19 years old. I no longer see the baby in the man I look at now. But I still feel the same waves of love I felt in the labour room. I couldn't be prouder of a person than I am with him. He has his whole life ahead of him and a great "game plan" for it. And I'm the lucky one who gets to watch it happen.
You Don't Need To Read This - It's Just Jibberish Anyway
May 22, 2008
I went to bed last night feeling that "odd" feeling I get when I'm starting to feel overwhelmed. When all my energy is going to a) making those around me all happy and b) not bothering anyone with the ever piling amount of crap that I'm trying to deal with. To be perfectly honest, I started feeling that at work yesterday. But I managed to keep pretty quiet instead of going "SHUDDAP SHUDDAP SHUDDAP GAH ARRRRRRRRRGH" or something to that effect. Keep in mind that I'm not directing that at anyone - except maybe myself.
The four lists I have on the go are getting longer and longer. Sometimes it seems as though I'm never going to get anything done. That with every step I take, I'm pushed back three. Like I'm chipping away at this big huge mound of cement and someone keeps pouring more on. That the sacrifices I'm about to make, that I'm making now, just aren't worth the effort it's taking out of me. That I'm pretty much in this alone - and that I caused this. Cause and effect. Action and reaction. The simple solution would be to take some of those lists and just throw them out - not bother with them anymore. I feel like I'm the only one making the effort anyway.
There! I've decided. Andy's going to watch Adam for an hour. Right now. I'm going to meditate on this. And I'll have my answer. One hour. :)
It doesn't have to make sense to any of you - it only needs to make sense to me. But thanks for reading it anyway :)
Have a great day all.
I went to bed last night feeling that "odd" feeling I get when I'm starting to feel overwhelmed. When all my energy is going to a) making those around me all happy and b) not bothering anyone with the ever piling amount of crap that I'm trying to deal with. To be perfectly honest, I started feeling that at work yesterday. But I managed to keep pretty quiet instead of going "SHUDDAP SHUDDAP SHUDDAP GAH ARRRRRRRRRGH" or something to that effect. Keep in mind that I'm not directing that at anyone - except maybe myself.
The four lists I have on the go are getting longer and longer. Sometimes it seems as though I'm never going to get anything done. That with every step I take, I'm pushed back three. Like I'm chipping away at this big huge mound of cement and someone keeps pouring more on. That the sacrifices I'm about to make, that I'm making now, just aren't worth the effort it's taking out of me. That I'm pretty much in this alone - and that I caused this. Cause and effect. Action and reaction. The simple solution would be to take some of those lists and just throw them out - not bother with them anymore. I feel like I'm the only one making the effort anyway.
There! I've decided. Andy's going to watch Adam for an hour. Right now. I'm going to meditate on this. And I'll have my answer. One hour. :)
It doesn't have to make sense to any of you - it only needs to make sense to me. But thanks for reading it anyway :)
Have a great day all.
Wednesday Mutterings
May 21, 2008
Right now, Adam and I are waiting for a phone call from the store that is (hopefully) at this moment finishing off the engraving I requested for my father's retirement gift. We're waiting because I want to bring it to my dad before work today. My dad retired two weeks ago and I'm still waiting for this gift to be done. I'd tell you all what I got him, but he might read this and that would ruin the surprise :) So yes, waiting waiting waiting.
There isn't often I wish I had kept my driver's license. Pretty much only on really cold days or wet, chilly days. Ok, considering where I live - maybe it is often :). Today is one of those days. It's raining and chilly and blah outside. It's easy to feel "down" and "tired" when it's been raining for weeks on end.
But a driver's license would be great right about now. I have SO MUCH running around to do and I really really really don't want to do it in the rain. I'm feeling lazy and tired. I'm not "down" but I'm not overly happy either. I guess it's a middle of the road, meh, whatever kind of mood today. I'm tired, but not in a sleepy, need a nap kind of way.
I couldn't do my four hours of phone calls on Monday so I'm doing that today. I'm looking forward to taking calls actually. I enjoy helping people and I enjoy talking to people. When I'm leading, it's more difficult to answer questions because I don't get the benefit of hearing how the customer worded their question. When a customer calls in to ask "I'd like to activate a phone", it can be taken many, many ways. It can be a) an activation of a new phone with an existing phone number, b) an activation of a new phone with a new phone number, c) a phone number "move" from one account to another, d) a phone number "move" from a different provider to ours ... the list is endless really. When I'm taking the call, I can probe the customer to find out exactly what it is the customer requires. When I'm answering the agent's question about it, I'm dependent on the agent's interpretation of what the customer wants. Sometimes, it's difficult to know exactly what it is that is needed. So yeah, taking calls for those four hours is an excellent way to "touch base" with customers.
But I love my job as a team coach. I love helping people. There's something really satisfying about showing an agent how to do something and their eyes light up with understanding. You just know that they "get it". And that's my job, to help agents "get it".
Hmmmm, I'm still trying to figure out how to embed video on here. I copy/paste the code from youtube, but it's not working. It makes the page go all screwy. Sheesh! Oh well.
My kids watch Hi 5 everyday. The songs there are quite catchy and I end up singing them throughout the day. This is the one caught in my head these days ... Linky instead of embedding. And here's another song that's trapped in my head ... Another linky instead of embedding
Ok, enough jabbering from me. It's now 11:00am and I don't think I'll be able to get to my parents' house today. The store hasn't called yet. It's still raining.
Ah well, perhaps tomorrow.
Have a great day, all!
Right now, Adam and I are waiting for a phone call from the store that is (hopefully) at this moment finishing off the engraving I requested for my father's retirement gift. We're waiting because I want to bring it to my dad before work today. My dad retired two weeks ago and I'm still waiting for this gift to be done. I'd tell you all what I got him, but he might read this and that would ruin the surprise :) So yes, waiting waiting waiting.
There isn't often I wish I had kept my driver's license. Pretty much only on really cold days or wet, chilly days. Ok, considering where I live - maybe it is often :). Today is one of those days. It's raining and chilly and blah outside. It's easy to feel "down" and "tired" when it's been raining for weeks on end.
But a driver's license would be great right about now. I have SO MUCH running around to do and I really really really don't want to do it in the rain. I'm feeling lazy and tired. I'm not "down" but I'm not overly happy either. I guess it's a middle of the road, meh, whatever kind of mood today. I'm tired, but not in a sleepy, need a nap kind of way.
I couldn't do my four hours of phone calls on Monday so I'm doing that today. I'm looking forward to taking calls actually. I enjoy helping people and I enjoy talking to people. When I'm leading, it's more difficult to answer questions because I don't get the benefit of hearing how the customer worded their question. When a customer calls in to ask "I'd like to activate a phone", it can be taken many, many ways. It can be a) an activation of a new phone with an existing phone number, b) an activation of a new phone with a new phone number, c) a phone number "move" from one account to another, d) a phone number "move" from a different provider to ours ... the list is endless really. When I'm taking the call, I can probe the customer to find out exactly what it is the customer requires. When I'm answering the agent's question about it, I'm dependent on the agent's interpretation of what the customer wants. Sometimes, it's difficult to know exactly what it is that is needed. So yeah, taking calls for those four hours is an excellent way to "touch base" with customers.
But I love my job as a team coach. I love helping people. There's something really satisfying about showing an agent how to do something and their eyes light up with understanding. You just know that they "get it". And that's my job, to help agents "get it".
Hmmmm, I'm still trying to figure out how to embed video on here. I copy/paste the code from youtube, but it's not working. It makes the page go all screwy. Sheesh! Oh well.
My kids watch Hi 5 everyday. The songs there are quite catchy and I end up singing them throughout the day. This is the one caught in my head these days ... Linky instead of embedding. And here's another song that's trapped in my head ... Another linky instead of embedding
Ok, enough jabbering from me. It's now 11:00am and I don't think I'll be able to get to my parents' house today. The store hasn't called yet. It's still raining.
Ah well, perhaps tomorrow.
Have a great day, all!
Not quite the post I wanted to write - maybe next time
May 19, 2008
I had an entire post ready to go. I spent time going over it, making sure I had it worded properly. It was deep and it talked about an issue I've been dealing with lately. A pretty big issue (in my eyes). As I was hovering over the "publish" button, ready to click the button, I hesitated. Then I changed my mind and deleted it all.
I was afraid. I was afraid of exposing myself to you all. I was afraid of upsetting people with this because it does have to do with my dealings with people. I was afraid of actually having to deal with this issue, because if I had published it then you would all know and I would then have to talk about it. You would know. You would probe.
So instead, I buried it. Only it's not completely buried because it's still THERE. Still bubbling. Still talking to me. This re-evaluating of myself would go much easier if I wasn't so tied down with "being strong", being "perfect", if I wasn't so afraid to be vulnerable.
But then, the very fact that this post is here means to me that maybe the time is near. I'm getting closer to being able to open myself up, closer to allowing myself to be vulnerable.
Meh, anyway here's a quote I came across that I like:
"In order to swim one takes off all one's clothes - in order to aspire to the truth one must undress in a far more inward sense, divest oneself of all one's inward clothes, of thoughts, conceptions, selfishness etc., before one is sufficiently naked." - Soren Kierkegaard
Have a good day all :)
I had an entire post ready to go. I spent time going over it, making sure I had it worded properly. It was deep and it talked about an issue I've been dealing with lately. A pretty big issue (in my eyes). As I was hovering over the "publish" button, ready to click the button, I hesitated. Then I changed my mind and deleted it all.
I was afraid. I was afraid of exposing myself to you all. I was afraid of upsetting people with this because it does have to do with my dealings with people. I was afraid of actually having to deal with this issue, because if I had published it then you would all know and I would then have to talk about it. You would know. You would probe.
So instead, I buried it. Only it's not completely buried because it's still THERE. Still bubbling. Still talking to me. This re-evaluating of myself would go much easier if I wasn't so tied down with "being strong", being "perfect", if I wasn't so afraid to be vulnerable.
But then, the very fact that this post is here means to me that maybe the time is near. I'm getting closer to being able to open myself up, closer to allowing myself to be vulnerable.
Meh, anyway here's a quote I came across that I like:
"In order to swim one takes off all one's clothes - in order to aspire to the truth one must undress in a far more inward sense, divest oneself of all one's inward clothes, of thoughts, conceptions, selfishness etc., before one is sufficiently naked." - Soren Kierkegaard
Have a good day all :)
Good Morning!
May 17, 2008
As I was doing my usual checking-friends-blogs-in-case-they-posted-something, I came across this link. It's a site of comics and drawings. So I started clicking through them all. Here's one:
As I was doing my usual checking-friends-blogs-in-case-they-posted-something, I came across this link. It's a site of comics and drawings. So I started clicking through them all. Here's one:
I love it! It sums it all up perfectly. NOW is wonderful, NOW is filled with possibilities, NOW is exactly what it should be. Anything can happen NOW. The question is: will you allow NOW be all that NOW can be? How beautiful is that? Pretty darn beautiful, I'd say. :)
What a wonderful morning so far. I chatted (yay), I listened to music (James Taylor, Joan Baez, Gordon Lightfoot, Nickel Creek, Neil Young) and I meditated. It raining outside, but in that make-you-feel-cosy kind of way. The children are healthy, free of chicken pox finally and both slept all night!
Have a great "now" all! Huggles and kisses xx
Bedtime snack conversation
May 15, 2008
Me: What would you like for snack before bed?
Aaron: Where do babies come from?
Me: From mommies
Aaron: They should come from Walmart
Me: Why?
Aaron: Because everything comes from Walmart
Adam: Or Canadian Tire
Aaron: Yeah, Canadian Tire
Adam: We should go to Canadian Tire
Me: To get a baby?
Adam: Babies don't come from Canadian Tire!
Aaron: No, they come from mommies - you JUST said so
Me: ohhhhhh that's right
Adam: It's ok mom, mistakes happen
Aaron: We still love you, mom
Me: I love you both too
Aaron: Can we have cookies for snack?
Adam: Yeah!! Lemon cookies!
Aaron: They came from Walmart, right?
No matter how tired I am, or how low I feel, spending time with the boys always cheers me up. How can I have a bad day with those two around :)
Me: What would you like for snack before bed?
Aaron: Where do babies come from?
Me: From mommies
Aaron: They should come from Walmart
Me: Why?
Aaron: Because everything comes from Walmart
Adam: Or Canadian Tire
Aaron: Yeah, Canadian Tire
Adam: We should go to Canadian Tire
Me: To get a baby?
Adam: Babies don't come from Canadian Tire!
Aaron: No, they come from mommies - you JUST said so
Me: ohhhhhh that's right
Adam: It's ok mom, mistakes happen
Aaron: We still love you, mom
Me: I love you both too
Aaron: Can we have cookies for snack?
Adam: Yeah!! Lemon cookies!
Aaron: They came from Walmart, right?
No matter how tired I am, or how low I feel, spending time with the boys always cheers me up. How can I have a bad day with those two around :)
Breathe
May 15, 2008
Breathe
Breathe again
Smile
Relax
Arrive
Where you are
Be natural
Open to effortlessness
To being
Rather than doing
Let go
Enjoy for a moment
This marvelous joy of meditation
Breathe
Breathe again
Smile
Relax
Arrive
Where you are
Be natural
Open to effortlessness
To being
Rather than doing
Let go
Enjoy for a moment
This marvelous joy of meditation
Raining, Chicken Pox and My Trip
May 7, 2008
It's raining today. I love it when it rains. The way it sounds when the raindrops hit the roof. The smell of wood stove fires (I live where a lot of people have wood stoves). The trees swaying slightly in the wind. I want to wrap up in a warm blanket and curl up on the sofa with a good book and a hot cup of coffee and read until I drift off.
For those that knew, there was a slight "issue" with Aaron's coat. He had forgotten it somewhere and by the time I knew about it, it was too late to call the school. Aaron was close lipped about it with everyone here and I wasn't able to talk to him on the phone to find out what happened. Now usually when a child is tight lipped about an issue, it's because something bad happened. So I was imagining a bully taking his coat or that he had torn it and didn't want to tell us. My imagination tends to run in overdrive so I was imagining all sorts of things about what happened to his coat. So this morning, before leaving for the bus stop, I asked him what had happened to his coat. Apparently, it had gotten too warm on the bus and he took it off. Then, he found it too difficult to remember both his school bag AND his coat. And rightfully so - that's a LOT for a five year old to remember! Happy ending to the story though - the bus driver had seen Aaron's coat and kept it safe until he could give it to me. Yay!
Do you remember when you got the chicken pox? I do. I was sick for two weeks. Fever, chills, itchy pox all over my body. All I wanted to do was sleep. I didn't want to eat, play, walk or drink.
When Aaron got the chicken pox, we didn't know about it until the pox came out. No fever, no change (except for a slight rise in whinging), no anything. I sent him to school one morning, spot free and happy. So it was a complete surprise when the school called and said that he was covered in pox.
Today, I'm surprised again. Adam, being his usual cheery self, was completely spot free this morning. We even went outside for a bit. Now, at 12:10 (or 1/6 past noon) Adam is now covered in spots. The only difference between him and Aaron is that Adam IS feverish now. He's laid up on the sofa watching The Kratt Brothers, under a blanket and drifting off. I hope he takes it as well as Aaron did. To him it was nothing, a mild irritation.
Changing subject again. Have you noticed that I do that A LOT? Anyway, I changed the dates for my trip to the UK. I'm shooting for July 14th departure date. I'm just waiting for the travel agency to call me back so I can book it. I can not wait to go. I have never traveled before and I've no idea what to expect. What do I do when I get to the airport? What do I pack? Will I be searched? How big is the airport? What if I get lost? What if? Stoopid what ifs.
I'm really looking forward to this trip because I get to MEET people. Face to face! People I've talked to for so long and know so well. I've looked forward to this for so long. I'm excited!! I don't think there's a word I can use to describe how excited I am about this. Plus I'm going to the town where my family came from. I'll be walking on the streets where my ancestors once walked. Ok, so things have probably changed and chances are that those aren't really the streets that they walked on - but you know what I mean. I plan on going to the cemetery there and finding where my ancestors are buried. I've never been all that interested in "touristy" stuff, but I do plan on going to the Louvre to see the Mona Lisa. I mean, I think it's a crime not to when in France. Besides that, there are no real plans in the works. No regimented schedules or anything. It'll be "I feel like...." and then off I go kinda thing. It'll be FUN.
67 days! Sixty Seven!
It's raining today. I love it when it rains. The way it sounds when the raindrops hit the roof. The smell of wood stove fires (I live where a lot of people have wood stoves). The trees swaying slightly in the wind. I want to wrap up in a warm blanket and curl up on the sofa with a good book and a hot cup of coffee and read until I drift off.
For those that knew, there was a slight "issue" with Aaron's coat. He had forgotten it somewhere and by the time I knew about it, it was too late to call the school. Aaron was close lipped about it with everyone here and I wasn't able to talk to him on the phone to find out what happened. Now usually when a child is tight lipped about an issue, it's because something bad happened. So I was imagining a bully taking his coat or that he had torn it and didn't want to tell us. My imagination tends to run in overdrive so I was imagining all sorts of things about what happened to his coat. So this morning, before leaving for the bus stop, I asked him what had happened to his coat. Apparently, it had gotten too warm on the bus and he took it off. Then, he found it too difficult to remember both his school bag AND his coat. And rightfully so - that's a LOT for a five year old to remember! Happy ending to the story though - the bus driver had seen Aaron's coat and kept it safe until he could give it to me. Yay!
Do you remember when you got the chicken pox? I do. I was sick for two weeks. Fever, chills, itchy pox all over my body. All I wanted to do was sleep. I didn't want to eat, play, walk or drink.
When Aaron got the chicken pox, we didn't know about it until the pox came out. No fever, no change (except for a slight rise in whinging), no anything. I sent him to school one morning, spot free and happy. So it was a complete surprise when the school called and said that he was covered in pox.
Today, I'm surprised again. Adam, being his usual cheery self, was completely spot free this morning. We even went outside for a bit. Now, at 12:10 (or 1/6 past noon) Adam is now covered in spots. The only difference between him and Aaron is that Adam IS feverish now. He's laid up on the sofa watching The Kratt Brothers, under a blanket and drifting off. I hope he takes it as well as Aaron did. To him it was nothing, a mild irritation.
Changing subject again. Have you noticed that I do that A LOT? Anyway, I changed the dates for my trip to the UK. I'm shooting for July 14th departure date. I'm just waiting for the travel agency to call me back so I can book it. I can not wait to go. I have never traveled before and I've no idea what to expect. What do I do when I get to the airport? What do I pack? Will I be searched? How big is the airport? What if I get lost? What if? Stoopid what ifs.
I'm really looking forward to this trip because I get to MEET people. Face to face! People I've talked to for so long and know so well. I've looked forward to this for so long. I'm excited!! I don't think there's a word I can use to describe how excited I am about this. Plus I'm going to the town where my family came from. I'll be walking on the streets where my ancestors once walked. Ok, so things have probably changed and chances are that those aren't really the streets that they walked on - but you know what I mean. I plan on going to the cemetery there and finding where my ancestors are buried. I've never been all that interested in "touristy" stuff, but I do plan on going to the Louvre to see the Mona Lisa. I mean, I think it's a crime not to when in France. Besides that, there are no real plans in the works. No regimented schedules or anything. It'll be "I feel like...." and then off I go kinda thing. It'll be FUN.
67 days! Sixty Seven!
Conversation with my four year old
May 6, 2008
Adam: what's that? (pointing to my breast)
Me: it's a breast
Adam: what are they for?
Me: for milk for babies to drink
Adam: and when babies get older, they drink milk from a cup
Me: yup
Adam: we should get a baby
Me: I think we're done with getting babies
Adam: then why do you have them? you should get rid of them
Me: *speechless and laughing*
Adam: why are you laughing?
Me: because you are adorable
Adam: I wish for a baby?
Me: I wish for a million dollars
Adam: ok, how about a spiderman toy?
Me: how about a hug instead?
Adam: oh mom, I always get hugs
We have this conversation at least once a week. And each time, I laugh.
I love mornings with my son :)
Adam: what's that? (pointing to my breast)
Me: it's a breast
Adam: what are they for?
Me: for milk for babies to drink
Adam: and when babies get older, they drink milk from a cup
Me: yup
Adam: we should get a baby
Me: I think we're done with getting babies
Adam: then why do you have them? you should get rid of them
Me: *speechless and laughing*
Adam: why are you laughing?
Me: because you are adorable
Adam: I wish for a baby?
Me: I wish for a million dollars
Adam: ok, how about a spiderman toy?
Me: how about a hug instead?
Adam: oh mom, I always get hugs
We have this conversation at least once a week. And each time, I laugh.
I love mornings with my son :)
My Lighthouse Keeper
May 3, 2008
Shine on, guiding light
I see your lighted beacon, shining bright.
I don't have a boat, and I'm not out at sea
But I feel as though your light, is guiding within me.
Daylight, is your time of rest and sleep
But when dusk appears, my sense of safety you keep.
Your light is strong, shining bold and bright
It can be seen for many miles, your guiding light.
Whether arriving from the sea, or standing real near
Your light shines bright, dissolving all sense of fear.
Shine on, guiding light
I feel safe, with a sense of home, when I see your bright beacon light.
© Snow W. Frost
Shine on, guiding light
I see your lighted beacon, shining bright.
I don't have a boat, and I'm not out at sea
But I feel as though your light, is guiding within me.
Daylight, is your time of rest and sleep
But when dusk appears, my sense of safety you keep.
Your light is strong, shining bold and bright
It can be seen for many miles, your guiding light.
Whether arriving from the sea, or standing real near
Your light shines bright, dissolving all sense of fear.
Shine on, guiding light
I feel safe, with a sense of home, when I see your bright beacon light.
© Snow W. Frost
Ramblings - no really, rambling
April 30, 2008
Whew! What a day! As you may know, I got that call in the morning from work telling me that I had training in the morning. After a quick call to my mum's, I got ready and off I went to work. Now, I could have chosen to work only eight hours - 10:30 - 7:00 (eight hours work and a half hour lunch) - but I didn't want to leave the team hanging just in case and stayed my entire regular shift. I don't know how great of an idea that was as I was dragging my feet and basically not doing too much, but there I stayed.
Truth be known, I was none too pleased about the short notice. I don't do well with surprises like this. However, after I had ingested a few coffees and had a chance to breathe it all worked out alright. My team is absolutely wonderful. In no time at all, I was laughing and joking and having my usual great time.
Tomorrow, I work the morning shift. I had agreed to switch shifts with another team coach who is participating in the Big Bike Rally . It's good because I'll get to be home in time to have dinner with the children. :)
I tried to send a quote today through Twitter via cell phone but it got cut off. I came across this quote during my training today and wanted to share it with other quote lovers. So here it is:
"Remember not only to say the right thing at the right time, but far more difficult still, to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment." Benjamin Franklin
I really must remember that Twitter is a MICRO blog :)
Did I mention that my cat is pregnant? Yeah :) Anapistol is pregnant and due anytime. I can't wait for kittens! Does that make me a grandmother?
Someone remind me to find out how to embed a video here? K, thanx :)
Huggles to those that are homesick, those that are at home feeling ill, those that just need one and to YOU!!!
Whew! What a day! As you may know, I got that call in the morning from work telling me that I had training in the morning. After a quick call to my mum's, I got ready and off I went to work. Now, I could have chosen to work only eight hours - 10:30 - 7:00 (eight hours work and a half hour lunch) - but I didn't want to leave the team hanging just in case and stayed my entire regular shift. I don't know how great of an idea that was as I was dragging my feet and basically not doing too much, but there I stayed.
Truth be known, I was none too pleased about the short notice. I don't do well with surprises like this. However, after I had ingested a few coffees and had a chance to breathe it all worked out alright. My team is absolutely wonderful. In no time at all, I was laughing and joking and having my usual great time.
Tomorrow, I work the morning shift. I had agreed to switch shifts with another team coach who is participating in the Big Bike Rally . It's good because I'll get to be home in time to have dinner with the children. :)
I tried to send a quote today through Twitter via cell phone but it got cut off. I came across this quote during my training today and wanted to share it with other quote lovers. So here it is:
"Remember not only to say the right thing at the right time, but far more difficult still, to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment." Benjamin Franklin
I really must remember that Twitter is a MICRO blog :)
Did I mention that my cat is pregnant? Yeah :) Anapistol is pregnant and due anytime. I can't wait for kittens! Does that make me a grandmother?
Someone remind me to find out how to embed a video here? K, thanx :)
Huggles to those that are homesick, those that are at home feeling ill, those that just need one and to YOU!!!
Things I'm Grateful For - Part Deux
April 30, 2008
Things I'm Grateful For - Part Deux (in no particular order):
That my son's chicken pox are going away
Love
A clean kitchen sink
No more snow on the ground
I work with a wonderful team at work
I have good friends
My springtime coffee mug
My health
That someone is coming over this weekend to start work on the house - finally
Quiet times in the morning
Adamcuddles
I just got a call from work. There's training for the team coaches TODAY! In TWO HOURS! I'm not due to go to work for another five. Thank goodness for my mum. She's coming to babysit the boys because Andy's at school right now.
So I'd have to say that, right now, I'm most grateful to my mother.
Have a great day!
Things I'm Grateful For - Part Deux (in no particular order):
That my son's chicken pox are going away
Love
A clean kitchen sink
No more snow on the ground
I work with a wonderful team at work
I have good friends
My springtime coffee mug
My health
That someone is coming over this weekend to start work on the house - finally
Quiet times in the morning
Adamcuddles
I just got a call from work. There's training for the team coaches TODAY! In TWO HOURS! I'm not due to go to work for another five. Thank goodness for my mum. She's coming to babysit the boys because Andy's at school right now.
So I'd have to say that, right now, I'm most grateful to my mother.
Have a great day!
Sunday
April 27, 2008
Sunday morning started off in a slow and relaxing way. Considering I didn't get home until after 1am and I got up with the boys at 6am, I didn't do anything except sit around and drink coffee for the most part. My five year old is still ill with chicken pox and was relaxing on the sofa. My four year old was full of beans as usual. He was protecting Aaron from the chicken pox germs. It was quite cute really.
Around noon, they both looked pretty tired and in need of a nap. You can tell when my five year old is tired because the whinging increases and nothing comforts him. So we all napped for a couple of hours. NICE! I love naps.
After waking up from the nap, I got a sudden burst of energy and started cleaning the house. Then I started moving furniture around. We have two sofas and in the summertime, I like to put the older sofa in the kitchen because the living room gets VERY hot with the sun shining on the front window. In the winter, I put both sofas in the living room. Also, putting the sofa in the kitchen makes the living room less cluttered looking and allows for air flow. Well, it makes sense to me.
So I moved the sofa into the kitchen under the window. Then I saw what was UNDER the sofa when it was in the living room. Gasp! I found toys, socks, my long lost shoe (yay) and a few hair bands.
In order to place the sofa under the kitchen window, I had to move the pantry. Since the pantry was full, I had to empty it before I moved it. The kids helped. Aaron was nicely piling and placing the cans while Adam was having fun shaking the spice bottles. Of course, because the pantry was empty, I wiped the entire thing down before moving it. Then I moved it to its new home and we all put the foods back.
Then it was all the floors swept and mopped. THEN I could move the sofa. The kids wanted a ride on it while I was moving it so there I was moving the sofa, making truck noises. It was fun :)
Now the living room and kitchen are nice and clean. On my next day off, washing the curtains are high on my list of things to do. That and the walls.
Saturday night was loads of fun. We played pool and got this really drunk guy coming over wanting to play pool and SWEARING he knew us. Then it was the chinese restaurant where we sat with someone from work who had us in stitches the entire time. Then, to make it an even more fun evening, my cab home was driven by an ex-boyfriend who I hadn't seen for oh must have been at least 10 years! We caught up on things in the 15 minutes it took to take me home. Things I learned Saturday night: I need to practice pool A LOT! and that my "performance" at pool is largely dependent on the type of music playing. Rock and dance music gets the better performance from me.
I think that tonight I'll relax with my cross stitching and watch some Babylon 5. I'm almost done the first season. :)
I can't wait for work tomorrow! This is going to be a great week :)
A picture of my babykitten:
Sunday morning started off in a slow and relaxing way. Considering I didn't get home until after 1am and I got up with the boys at 6am, I didn't do anything except sit around and drink coffee for the most part. My five year old is still ill with chicken pox and was relaxing on the sofa. My four year old was full of beans as usual. He was protecting Aaron from the chicken pox germs. It was quite cute really.
Around noon, they both looked pretty tired and in need of a nap. You can tell when my five year old is tired because the whinging increases and nothing comforts him. So we all napped for a couple of hours. NICE! I love naps.
After waking up from the nap, I got a sudden burst of energy and started cleaning the house. Then I started moving furniture around. We have two sofas and in the summertime, I like to put the older sofa in the kitchen because the living room gets VERY hot with the sun shining on the front window. In the winter, I put both sofas in the living room. Also, putting the sofa in the kitchen makes the living room less cluttered looking and allows for air flow. Well, it makes sense to me.
So I moved the sofa into the kitchen under the window. Then I saw what was UNDER the sofa when it was in the living room. Gasp! I found toys, socks, my long lost shoe (yay) and a few hair bands.
In order to place the sofa under the kitchen window, I had to move the pantry. Since the pantry was full, I had to empty it before I moved it. The kids helped. Aaron was nicely piling and placing the cans while Adam was having fun shaking the spice bottles. Of course, because the pantry was empty, I wiped the entire thing down before moving it. Then I moved it to its new home and we all put the foods back.
Then it was all the floors swept and mopped. THEN I could move the sofa. The kids wanted a ride on it while I was moving it so there I was moving the sofa, making truck noises. It was fun :)
Now the living room and kitchen are nice and clean. On my next day off, washing the curtains are high on my list of things to do. That and the walls.
Saturday night was loads of fun. We played pool and got this really drunk guy coming over wanting to play pool and SWEARING he knew us. Then it was the chinese restaurant where we sat with someone from work who had us in stitches the entire time. Then, to make it an even more fun evening, my cab home was driven by an ex-boyfriend who I hadn't seen for oh must have been at least 10 years! We caught up on things in the 15 minutes it took to take me home. Things I learned Saturday night: I need to practice pool A LOT! and that my "performance" at pool is largely dependent on the type of music playing. Rock and dance music gets the better performance from me.
I think that tonight I'll relax with my cross stitching and watch some Babylon 5. I'm almost done the first season. :)
I can't wait for work tomorrow! This is going to be a great week :)
A picture of my babykitten:
Ok! Now that the "crisis" is over ...
April 26, 2008
Ok! I've had my bubble bath and am now relaxing with a cup of coffee and two tylenol and have had time to reevaluate my day.
In truth, it wasn't a totally bad day. I got a nap in - that's always good. I got loads of time with my boys. You know, if it weren't for the pox all over Aaron's body, you would never know he was ill. Both Aaron and Adam were running everywhere today. We played "cars" and "blocks" and did some colouring. We even counted Aaron's pox (a hundred million five). Then, right after supper, it was cuddle time, bath time and bed time.
So it wasn't a bad day after all :)
This morning, when I was doing my website browse, I came across this quote that made me go "ohhhh"
“I felt it shelter to speak to you.” - Emily Dickinson
I love quotes. They say in a few words what I can't say in a million. I'm a huge quote collector. Of course, I don't remember quotes off the top of my head and if I do I'll never be able to tell you would said it, but I love them anyway. :)
I like to write out quotes that "talk" to me on any given day. I carry these bits of paper in my purse and pull them out to read. Quotes are a source of empowerment, reassurance, and comfort at times.
Check out this site. It's dedicated to quotes.
Here's another quote I love:
Sometimes you get what you want. Sometimes you get what you need. Sometimes you get what you get.
But I can't remember who said it. Anyone?
Ok! I've had my bubble bath and am now relaxing with a cup of coffee and two tylenol and have had time to reevaluate my day.
In truth, it wasn't a totally bad day. I got a nap in - that's always good. I got loads of time with my boys. You know, if it weren't for the pox all over Aaron's body, you would never know he was ill. Both Aaron and Adam were running everywhere today. We played "cars" and "blocks" and did some colouring. We even counted Aaron's pox (a hundred million five). Then, right after supper, it was cuddle time, bath time and bed time.
So it wasn't a bad day after all :)
This morning, when I was doing my website browse, I came across this quote that made me go "ohhhh"
“I felt it shelter to speak to you.” - Emily Dickinson
I love quotes. They say in a few words what I can't say in a million. I'm a huge quote collector. Of course, I don't remember quotes off the top of my head and if I do I'll never be able to tell you would said it, but I love them anyway. :)
I like to write out quotes that "talk" to me on any given day. I carry these bits of paper in my purse and pull them out to read. Quotes are a source of empowerment, reassurance, and comfort at times.
Check out this site. It's dedicated to quotes.
Here's another quote I love:
Sometimes you get what you want. Sometimes you get what you need. Sometimes you get what you get.
But I can't remember who said it. Anyone?
Breathe in, Breathe out
April 25, 2008
After a stressful day and a less than ideal evening, my washer broke down. It wouldn't drain or spin. Lovely. So I spent the better part of the night taking it apart. I removed the back panel and took out the hoses. Then I cleaned them. No blockage there. So it must be the pump.
After much wrestling and swearing, I finally got the pump off. OMG - the junk in there. Popsicles sticks, coins, lint, a paper clip, plastic - you name it, it was there! I cleaned the pump out completely.
Now to put it back together. I swear the people that design these machines are retarded. You have to be a contortionist just to get in there. I was on my side, trying to put that pump back. It had three attachments that needed to be placed at the same time. I have TWO hands. What they hell were they thinking when they designed these things?!? I walked away from the washer three times just to calm myself before going back in there again.
I'm STILL not finished yet. It's 11pm and this is my third "break" from putting that thing back together.
All I wanted to do tonight was relax, have a wonderful chat, dye my hair, take a bubble bath and go to bed early. Instead, I got frustration, anxiousness and an extreme need to swear like a sailor.
Now my hands stink from that yucky water, there's water all over the floor, a pile of laundry that needs to be done and I'm in a super pissy mood.
Ok, back to trying to put that thing back together. It better go this time. Shit!
I hate the waning moon.
11:45pm - finished fixing the damn washer and now I'm washing all the clothes that got soaked when the pump GUSHED out TONNES of water all over the place. Slightly less pissy now but still not impressed. Going to take a bubble bath and some tylenol now and reevaluate my mood.
After a stressful day and a less than ideal evening, my washer broke down. It wouldn't drain or spin. Lovely. So I spent the better part of the night taking it apart. I removed the back panel and took out the hoses. Then I cleaned them. No blockage there. So it must be the pump.
After much wrestling and swearing, I finally got the pump off. OMG - the junk in there. Popsicles sticks, coins, lint, a paper clip, plastic - you name it, it was there! I cleaned the pump out completely.
Now to put it back together. I swear the people that design these machines are retarded. You have to be a contortionist just to get in there. I was on my side, trying to put that pump back. It had three attachments that needed to be placed at the same time. I have TWO hands. What they hell were they thinking when they designed these things?!? I walked away from the washer three times just to calm myself before going back in there again.
I'm STILL not finished yet. It's 11pm and this is my third "break" from putting that thing back together.
All I wanted to do tonight was relax, have a wonderful chat, dye my hair, take a bubble bath and go to bed early. Instead, I got frustration, anxiousness and an extreme need to swear like a sailor.
Now my hands stink from that yucky water, there's water all over the floor, a pile of laundry that needs to be done and I'm in a super pissy mood.
Ok, back to trying to put that thing back together. It better go this time. Shit!
I hate the waning moon.
11:45pm - finished fixing the damn washer and now I'm washing all the clothes that got soaked when the pump GUSHED out TONNES of water all over the place. Slightly less pissy now but still not impressed. Going to take a bubble bath and some tylenol now and reevaluate my mood.
What I'm most grateful for
April 24, 2008
My little men :)
Always interested in the mechanics :)
He's so proud of himself - with good reason! :)
Watching for the school bus
It was still a good day
April 24, 2008
I had the most lovely time with my youngest son today. We went for a walk and ended up at the cemetary by our place. We always take walks there. It's peaceful, there's no traffic and it's close by. I've always loved walking in the cemetary. It's my place of reflection, my quiet space.
Anyway, something amazing happened. My youngest peddled his bike for the first time today! Until now, he was content with running beside the bike as he held onto the handles. But today he took that big step and sat on the bike. I gave him a small push to get his feet peddling and there he went! He was peddling, all by himself. He was so adorable, his little feet turning those peddles. He went faster and faster. "Mum, I'm going as fast as the wind".
Every now and then, he'd get off the bike and walk with it and we'd talk. He's the most wonderful conversationalist. We talked about the trees in the cemetary and how pretty the birds sounded. He talked about good apple sauce was and that apple juice was "yummy".
Then he'd get back on his bike and ride some more.
When it was time to go home so I could get ready for work, he told me that I was the "best mum he ever had". I think that was probably the highest compliment I could have ever gotten in my life. Wait - I KNOW it was. :)
After we got home, I got ready for work. I was purposely making sure I was not going to get to work too early so I ended up getting to work about 15 minutes before my shift.
I was anxious to hear if I had gotten the promotion or not. For the first half of the shift, I hadn't heard anything yet. I had an idea that I didn't get the promotion. And I was right. After my supper break, the Human Capital person came to bring me a letter. You only get a letter if you don't get the promotion. I thanked her and kept working.
Was I disappointed? Hell yes. Was I gutted? No. My team was pretty supportive about it all. My supervisor was wonderful about it. I was pretty much given the space I needed to process it and move on.
Truth is, what I truly needed at that moment I couldn't get. It was denied to me. Was it thoughtlessness? Or forgetfulness? Or is it that, once again, it was thought that I was strong and could handle this myself? It upsets me. And now I have to come to terms with that.
Anyway! Here's a picture of my favourite part of the cemetary. It's the oldest part. It's so peaceful there. I may go back there tomorrow again. I need that "center", that peace, that stillness.
I had the most lovely time with my youngest son today. We went for a walk and ended up at the cemetary by our place. We always take walks there. It's peaceful, there's no traffic and it's close by. I've always loved walking in the cemetary. It's my place of reflection, my quiet space.
Anyway, something amazing happened. My youngest peddled his bike for the first time today! Until now, he was content with running beside the bike as he held onto the handles. But today he took that big step and sat on the bike. I gave him a small push to get his feet peddling and there he went! He was peddling, all by himself. He was so adorable, his little feet turning those peddles. He went faster and faster. "Mum, I'm going as fast as the wind".
Every now and then, he'd get off the bike and walk with it and we'd talk. He's the most wonderful conversationalist. We talked about the trees in the cemetary and how pretty the birds sounded. He talked about good apple sauce was and that apple juice was "yummy".
Then he'd get back on his bike and ride some more.
When it was time to go home so I could get ready for work, he told me that I was the "best mum he ever had". I think that was probably the highest compliment I could have ever gotten in my life. Wait - I KNOW it was. :)
After we got home, I got ready for work. I was purposely making sure I was not going to get to work too early so I ended up getting to work about 15 minutes before my shift.
I was anxious to hear if I had gotten the promotion or not. For the first half of the shift, I hadn't heard anything yet. I had an idea that I didn't get the promotion. And I was right. After my supper break, the Human Capital person came to bring me a letter. You only get a letter if you don't get the promotion. I thanked her and kept working.
Was I disappointed? Hell yes. Was I gutted? No. My team was pretty supportive about it all. My supervisor was wonderful about it. I was pretty much given the space I needed to process it and move on.
Truth is, what I truly needed at that moment I couldn't get. It was denied to me. Was it thoughtlessness? Or forgetfulness? Or is it that, once again, it was thought that I was strong and could handle this myself? It upsets me. And now I have to come to terms with that.
Anyway! Here's a picture of my favourite part of the cemetary. It's the oldest part. It's so peaceful there. I may go back there tomorrow again. I need that "center", that peace, that stillness.
Second Round!
April 22, 2008
So!! Quite the day today. I found out that I'm made it to the second round of interviews for the promotion I want. The interview is today. I'm excited about it. Ok, I'm REALLY excited about it.
Now, I'm happy where I am right now. I work with an amazing team with an even more amazing supervisor. We have a great rhythm and the shifts are fun. If I don't get the promotion, yes I'd be disappointed, but I would be ok. I would still be happy.
But, if I get the promotion, it'll mean new responsibilities and new title. It'll mean a new team. It'll mean a salaried position. It'll mean learning new things. It'll mean a lot of things.
Either way, I'll be happy. And either way, I'll be growing as a person. And isn't that what this whole life thing is about - growing and being happy?
So why am I nervous then?
So!! Quite the day today. I found out that I'm made it to the second round of interviews for the promotion I want. The interview is today. I'm excited about it. Ok, I'm REALLY excited about it.
Now, I'm happy where I am right now. I work with an amazing team with an even more amazing supervisor. We have a great rhythm and the shifts are fun. If I don't get the promotion, yes I'd be disappointed, but I would be ok. I would still be happy.
But, if I get the promotion, it'll mean new responsibilities and new title. It'll mean a new team. It'll mean a salaried position. It'll mean learning new things. It'll mean a lot of things.
Either way, I'll be happy. And either way, I'll be growing as a person. And isn't that what this whole life thing is about - growing and being happy?
So why am I nervous then?
Monday!!
April 21, 2008
Today, I find out if I get the promotion or go through to the second round of interviews. Today, Bob finds out if she gets her job. Today, Iyatoni gets home after a fun filled week in Italy. It's Monday - and it's a good day!
Today, I find out if I get the promotion or go through to the second round of interviews. Today, Bob finds out if she gets her job. Today, Iyatoni gets home after a fun filled week in Italy. It's Monday - and it's a good day!
There! A post!
April 17, 2008
I don't know what to post about. I tried to write something last night, but was way too tired to think. I tried to think of something to write this morning, but felt too down and - again - tired so I left it. And here I am again, trying to think of something to write about.
I feel very overwhelmed these days. Hmmm, that's not quite the word. It's more of a "there's just so much to do, so much to take care of", that's it's crowding out everything else.
Tomorrow ,or today depending on when you read this - heck, it could even be last week for all I know, the boys have a doctor's appointment in the morning. We're going to have them assessed for autism and ADHD. Well, autism for the one child and ADHD for the other child. I'm a bit nervous about that because of many reasons. Firstly, it'll mean a huge change in the household. Routines in place. The delicate balance of what's right for each of them. The "laying down" of the rules to the other members of this house. The stressing of the importance of whatever needs to be done in order to raise these children in the best possible way.
Also, it involves a trip down to Ottawa for the testing. That means booking time off work and how we'll get there and where we'll stay etc. Don't get me wrong, I'll go to the ends of the earth for my children. But there's all that planning.
Sigh, I'm being all blah and I hate that. Changing subject now :)
I also have an internal interview for supervisor tomorrow (today/last week etc). I'm looking forward to it. It's a wonderful opportunity for me. I have NO idea how many others applied for the position (nor do I want to know really). I'm all for personal best so it doesn't really matter who else applies, right?
FUNNY STORY!!
Today I rushed to get dressed for work and didn't do my usual "check for stains, rips, etc" that I do. I was two hours into my shift when I realised that I had a hole in my pants. Yes, a hole. Right in the behind. That's right - the butt. And no one said anything. So either a) people noticed and didn't say anything or b) no one looks at my behind. I'm not sure which one is more distressing really.
Anyway, I called home quickly and got another pair of pants brought to me. In the meantime, because I spend most of my day walking around, a co worker lent me a long sweater that covered my "assets".
Now that's two days in a row that I rush out to work without doing my checklist for stains and rips. Yesterday, I dashed out of the house not realising that I smelled of "cat" until I got to work. That also resulted in a call home to get another coat sent to me. Also, my supervisor (being the saint that she is) lent me her spray (that smelled of brazilian coffee to me). So that crisis was over real quick.
I mean really! It's just not my week for clothes I guess. Maybe I should just go into work naked and be done with that. Seriously, I have three changes of clothes ready for tomorrow.
Geez, I hope tomorrow goes well. Not only for the interview, but with the doctor's appointment too.
GOOD NEWS!! The house was half way decent when I got home. Dishes done, laundry half done. It didn't look like a war zone. Was nice!
Now for a bubble bath and bed.
Sweet dreams :)
I don't know what to post about. I tried to write something last night, but was way too tired to think. I tried to think of something to write this morning, but felt too down and - again - tired so I left it. And here I am again, trying to think of something to write about.
I feel very overwhelmed these days. Hmmm, that's not quite the word. It's more of a "there's just so much to do, so much to take care of", that's it's crowding out everything else.
Tomorrow ,or today depending on when you read this - heck, it could even be last week for all I know, the boys have a doctor's appointment in the morning. We're going to have them assessed for autism and ADHD. Well, autism for the one child and ADHD for the other child. I'm a bit nervous about that because of many reasons. Firstly, it'll mean a huge change in the household. Routines in place. The delicate balance of what's right for each of them. The "laying down" of the rules to the other members of this house. The stressing of the importance of whatever needs to be done in order to raise these children in the best possible way.
Also, it involves a trip down to Ottawa for the testing. That means booking time off work and how we'll get there and where we'll stay etc. Don't get me wrong, I'll go to the ends of the earth for my children. But there's all that planning.
Sigh, I'm being all blah and I hate that. Changing subject now :)
I also have an internal interview for supervisor tomorrow (today/last week etc). I'm looking forward to it. It's a wonderful opportunity for me. I have NO idea how many others applied for the position (nor do I want to know really). I'm all for personal best so it doesn't really matter who else applies, right?
FUNNY STORY!!
Today I rushed to get dressed for work and didn't do my usual "check for stains, rips, etc" that I do. I was two hours into my shift when I realised that I had a hole in my pants. Yes, a hole. Right in the behind. That's right - the butt. And no one said anything. So either a) people noticed and didn't say anything or b) no one looks at my behind. I'm not sure which one is more distressing really.
Anyway, I called home quickly and got another pair of pants brought to me. In the meantime, because I spend most of my day walking around, a co worker lent me a long sweater that covered my "assets".
Now that's two days in a row that I rush out to work without doing my checklist for stains and rips. Yesterday, I dashed out of the house not realising that I smelled of "cat" until I got to work. That also resulted in a call home to get another coat sent to me. Also, my supervisor (being the saint that she is) lent me her spray (that smelled of brazilian coffee to me). So that crisis was over real quick.
I mean really! It's just not my week for clothes I guess. Maybe I should just go into work naked and be done with that. Seriously, I have three changes of clothes ready for tomorrow.
Geez, I hope tomorrow goes well. Not only for the interview, but with the doctor's appointment too.
GOOD NEWS!! The house was half way decent when I got home. Dishes done, laundry half done. It didn't look like a war zone. Was nice!
Now for a bubble bath and bed.
Sweet dreams :)
Abbreviated Version of My Day
April 17, 2008
My day went rather well today. We went to the doctor's appointment in the morning and the doctor is going to refer us to a pediatrician. And then we'll take it from there. We expect it will take about three weeks to get in to see the pediatrician. So now, it's the waiting game.
I hate waiting. *breathe in - breathe out - grow some patience*
My interview went well (I think). They asked questions. I answered said questions. We talked. They asked if I had any questions. I didn't. They thanked me for coming to the interview. I thanked them for giving me an interview. That was about it.
I'll find out on Monday if I get the position. Well, if the scoring is close, there may be a second round of interviews.
We'll see what happens on Monday, right?
*breathe in - breathe out*
Today was an absolutely beautiful day, weather wise. It was warm and sunny and the snow is almost all gone already! Now to get rid of this silly cold I've caught :)
Oh, and to answer Bob - the moon I saw was very close to that until recently. Then it was covered over with clouds so I couldn't get a picture of it for you. I think it's going to rain tonight. :)
Good night all!
My day went rather well today. We went to the doctor's appointment in the morning and the doctor is going to refer us to a pediatrician. And then we'll take it from there. We expect it will take about three weeks to get in to see the pediatrician. So now, it's the waiting game.
I hate waiting. *breathe in - breathe out - grow some patience*
My interview went well (I think). They asked questions. I answered said questions. We talked. They asked if I had any questions. I didn't. They thanked me for coming to the interview. I thanked them for giving me an interview. That was about it.
I'll find out on Monday if I get the position. Well, if the scoring is close, there may be a second round of interviews.
We'll see what happens on Monday, right?
*breathe in - breathe out*
Today was an absolutely beautiful day, weather wise. It was warm and sunny and the snow is almost all gone already! Now to get rid of this silly cold I've caught :)
Oh, and to answer Bob - the moon I saw was very close to that until recently. Then it was covered over with clouds so I couldn't get a picture of it for you. I think it's going to rain tonight. :)
Good night all!
SPRING!!!
April 6, 2008
What a beautiful day today! The sun was warm, the snow was melting, we hit double digit temperatures. It was just a lovely lovely day. I think I can say with 99% certainty that Spring is here to stay. :)
With the warm spring weather come the spring mess. As the snow melts, it reveals mud, dirt, trash and smell. This usually lasts about a week or two. The ground is still frozen so all that melted snow becomes huge puddles. Storm sewers back up and and entire roads flooded. Water leaks into basements. So it becomes a frenzy of shovelling, cleaning, sump pumps, wet snow suits, muddy faces etc.
Yet, there's this wonderful energy - this "aliveness". Moods are lifted, smiles come more readily. Everyone is just - well - happier.
OK! Time for me to open up windows, air out the house and start that spring cleaning.
Man! I love Spring! :)
What a beautiful day today! The sun was warm, the snow was melting, we hit double digit temperatures. It was just a lovely lovely day. I think I can say with 99% certainty that Spring is here to stay. :)
With the warm spring weather come the spring mess. As the snow melts, it reveals mud, dirt, trash and smell. This usually lasts about a week or two. The ground is still frozen so all that melted snow becomes huge puddles. Storm sewers back up and and entire roads flooded. Water leaks into basements. So it becomes a frenzy of shovelling, cleaning, sump pumps, wet snow suits, muddy faces etc.
Yet, there's this wonderful energy - this "aliveness". Moods are lifted, smiles come more readily. Everyone is just - well - happier.
OK! Time for me to open up windows, air out the house and start that spring cleaning.
Man! I love Spring! :)
Our driveway - now known as "the pool". Perfect for splashing :)
The one patch of grass in my yard. :)
Eureka
April 6, 2008
There comes a time in everyone's life when you need to sit back and think - really think - about your needs and wants. And I'm not talking about material things because, believe it or not, they will not make you truly happy. I'm talking about what you need in order to like yourself just that much more. What do you need in order to wake up with a smile on your face and contentment in your heart?
For quite awhile now, I have been contemplating just that. What do I need in order to feel content and at peace with myself? Sometimes, I would think I found the answer only to realise that I was ever so wrong. I've felt this longing, an aching, for a very long time. My mistake was that I was looking for the answers in the wrong place. I was thinking that I would find it with others. That they were the key, the missing piece. I really should have been looking within.
So why it that? What am I doing to myself (or not doing for myself)? The answer is quite simple. I can't believe it took this long for me to realise.
I tend to bend and weave to others - especially those I love. I love to give because I want everyone around me happy and fulfilled. But, in that process of giving and bending, I lost track of what I needed. Then I got depressed and empty. Then I begun to rely on others to fill that hole that I, myself, created and really only I can take care of. Then I got even more depressed because I felt alone. The I felt guilty because I thought I was being selfish for thinking of myself so I got busy "giving". I think we can see how this cycle goes.
Stupid cycle.
So the answer lies with me. "Great going, Captain Obvious" you say "But now what?"
The answer lies with me understanding the difference between giving and sacrifice. I need to learn to say "no".
"No" I won't cancel plans for people who won't do the same for me
"No" I won't sacrifice my time with my children, I don't get enough time with them as it is.
"No" I can't fill in for you tonight because I'm really tired and had a long day.
"No" I won't run around doing errands before work because it stresses me out and affects my entire shift.
"No" I won't rush around like a mad woman on my few days off.
"No" I won't give up "my" time to spend it with someone who really doesn't want to spend that time with me.
BUT for good measure, I'll add a couple of "Yes"es:
"Yes" I will take time for me every day
"Yes" I will show my love for all without reservation
"Yes" I will remember that those who truly love me, do indeed, love me
and
"Yes" I will enjoy every moment of every day and be grateful for what I do have
Thank you all for reading. I love you all :)
Have a great week!
There comes a time in everyone's life when you need to sit back and think - really think - about your needs and wants. And I'm not talking about material things because, believe it or not, they will not make you truly happy. I'm talking about what you need in order to like yourself just that much more. What do you need in order to wake up with a smile on your face and contentment in your heart?
For quite awhile now, I have been contemplating just that. What do I need in order to feel content and at peace with myself? Sometimes, I would think I found the answer only to realise that I was ever so wrong. I've felt this longing, an aching, for a very long time. My mistake was that I was looking for the answers in the wrong place. I was thinking that I would find it with others. That they were the key, the missing piece. I really should have been looking within.
So why it that? What am I doing to myself (or not doing for myself)? The answer is quite simple. I can't believe it took this long for me to realise.
I tend to bend and weave to others - especially those I love. I love to give because I want everyone around me happy and fulfilled. But, in that process of giving and bending, I lost track of what I needed. Then I got depressed and empty. Then I begun to rely on others to fill that hole that I, myself, created and really only I can take care of. Then I got even more depressed because I felt alone. The I felt guilty because I thought I was being selfish for thinking of myself so I got busy "giving". I think we can see how this cycle goes.
Stupid cycle.
So the answer lies with me. "Great going, Captain Obvious" you say "But now what?"
The answer lies with me understanding the difference between giving and sacrifice. I need to learn to say "no".
"No" I won't cancel plans for people who won't do the same for me
"No" I won't sacrifice my time with my children, I don't get enough time with them as it is.
"No" I can't fill in for you tonight because I'm really tired and had a long day.
"No" I won't run around doing errands before work because it stresses me out and affects my entire shift.
"No" I won't rush around like a mad woman on my few days off.
"No" I won't give up "my" time to spend it with someone who really doesn't want to spend that time with me.
BUT for good measure, I'll add a couple of "Yes"es:
"Yes" I will take time for me every day
"Yes" I will show my love for all without reservation
"Yes" I will remember that those who truly love me, do indeed, love me
and
"Yes" I will enjoy every moment of every day and be grateful for what I do have
Thank you all for reading. I love you all :)
Have a great week!
Just a random thought
April 4, 2008
Every summer, for as long as I can remember, there was the cottage. My grandfather built it oh must have been around 1965 and it's been a family vacation spot ever since. We would spend our days frolicking in the sun and swimming in the lake. And we would spend our evenings playing games with my grandmother.
My Grandmother taught me how to play card games, board games and word games. She was great at them. Russian Bank, Spite and Malice, Hearts, Gin, Rummy, Bug Your Neighbour (yes, that's a card game), Boggle, Scrabble, I Spy, Uno, Quilt and so many more that I can't remember all their names. She never played poker however. Weird - she would have kick butt at it! :)
Us kids were allowed to play these games as long as we understood a few things: she played to win, no pouting when you lost, no gloating when you won and two letter words were NOT allowed in Boggle and Scrabble. You played by the rules set for the games.
I liked playing card games with my grandmother, but my favourite game to play was Boggle. Boggle was played with 16 lettered dice on a tray. The idea is to make as many words you can in three minutes. You would write down all your words on a piece of paper. At the end of the three minutes, you compared the words you found against the words your opponents found. Matching words were eliminated and you counted what words you had left. The one with the most words won. Simple enough eh? Well, my Grandmother knows a LOT of words :). And (as stated earlier) she played to win. No pity points for us.
I was seven when I first played Boggle. It quickly became my life mission to beat my Grandmother at this game. I still haven't, by the way. :) I pushed myself to learn new words. I read the family dictionary finding new words to try out and remember for "the next time". She challenged me to expand my knowledge of words. To learn how to study a random group of letters and create words from them. As long as I don't have to actually string all those words into a coherent sentence, all's good - lol.
So bring on the Boggle and let's play! :)
Every summer, for as long as I can remember, there was the cottage. My grandfather built it oh must have been around 1965 and it's been a family vacation spot ever since. We would spend our days frolicking in the sun and swimming in the lake. And we would spend our evenings playing games with my grandmother.
My Grandmother taught me how to play card games, board games and word games. She was great at them. Russian Bank, Spite and Malice, Hearts, Gin, Rummy, Bug Your Neighbour (yes, that's a card game), Boggle, Scrabble, I Spy, Uno, Quilt and so many more that I can't remember all their names. She never played poker however. Weird - she would have kick butt at it! :)
Us kids were allowed to play these games as long as we understood a few things: she played to win, no pouting when you lost, no gloating when you won and two letter words were NOT allowed in Boggle and Scrabble. You played by the rules set for the games.
I liked playing card games with my grandmother, but my favourite game to play was Boggle. Boggle was played with 16 lettered dice on a tray. The idea is to make as many words you can in three minutes. You would write down all your words on a piece of paper. At the end of the three minutes, you compared the words you found against the words your opponents found. Matching words were eliminated and you counted what words you had left. The one with the most words won. Simple enough eh? Well, my Grandmother knows a LOT of words :). And (as stated earlier) she played to win. No pity points for us.
I was seven when I first played Boggle. It quickly became my life mission to beat my Grandmother at this game. I still haven't, by the way. :) I pushed myself to learn new words. I read the family dictionary finding new words to try out and remember for "the next time". She challenged me to expand my knowledge of words. To learn how to study a random group of letters and create words from them. As long as I don't have to actually string all those words into a coherent sentence, all's good - lol.
So bring on the Boggle and let's play! :)
Walter
April 2, 2008
Walter was 52 years old. He worked since he was 13. He gave up a possible football career to take care of his sick mom. He's seen hard times and good times. Worked to put himself through college. Has a wife and three children. He works for social services. Walter had a problem and needed to be heard.
Now Walter speaks in "street". His grammar wasn't the best, he tripped over words. He repeated himself. No one wanted to take the time to listen because of it. They automatically assumed that he was wrong, that he was lying. They passed judgment on Walter. They spoke negatively about him. Walter tried for months to get someone, anyone to listen to what he had to say - to what was wrong. No one listened.
One day, Walter came across Cassandra. By now, Walter was no longer trying to speak calmly - he was upset. Very upset. But Cassandra cared enough to listen to Walter as he tried, once again, to address his problem. She didn't judge him on how he spoke - only listened to what he spoke. She researched and saw what Walter was talking about. And she was able to help Walter. Finally, after months of trying, Walter's problem was solved.
I can't tell you what the problem was or how it was resolved but this situation made me think. Why did it take so long for Walter to get the help he needed? Why do we judge people so harshly? Why do we assume that we know just how a person is without getting to know the person first? We're all guilty of it. We've all done it. And we've had it done to us. It's hurtful. It's compartmentalising or 'pigeon holing' as some say.
Yeah, it really made me think. The next time I'm dead set ready to judge someone, I hope I remember Walter. And I hope it stops me from judging so quickly.
Have a great day :)
Walter was 52 years old. He worked since he was 13. He gave up a possible football career to take care of his sick mom. He's seen hard times and good times. Worked to put himself through college. Has a wife and three children. He works for social services. Walter had a problem and needed to be heard.
Now Walter speaks in "street". His grammar wasn't the best, he tripped over words. He repeated himself. No one wanted to take the time to listen because of it. They automatically assumed that he was wrong, that he was lying. They passed judgment on Walter. They spoke negatively about him. Walter tried for months to get someone, anyone to listen to what he had to say - to what was wrong. No one listened.
One day, Walter came across Cassandra. By now, Walter was no longer trying to speak calmly - he was upset. Very upset. But Cassandra cared enough to listen to Walter as he tried, once again, to address his problem. She didn't judge him on how he spoke - only listened to what he spoke. She researched and saw what Walter was talking about. And she was able to help Walter. Finally, after months of trying, Walter's problem was solved.
I can't tell you what the problem was or how it was resolved but this situation made me think. Why did it take so long for Walter to get the help he needed? Why do we judge people so harshly? Why do we assume that we know just how a person is without getting to know the person first? We're all guilty of it. We've all done it. And we've had it done to us. It's hurtful. It's compartmentalising or 'pigeon holing' as some say.
Yeah, it really made me think. The next time I'm dead set ready to judge someone, I hope I remember Walter. And I hope it stops me from judging so quickly.
Have a great day :)
Ramblings and stuff
March 31, 2008
Today was a good day. First of all, it was beautiful outside. I took my son to the bus and just basked in all that lovely sunshine. The air was warm and snow was melting. It was just breathtaking. Where I live, I'm surrounded by nature so it was especially beautiful today. It was as if the trees were stretching and waking up. I heard noises in the woods of animals moving around after sleeping all winter long. More birds are coming back and picking out their summer homes. You could feel the energies of the earth surrounding you. Beautiful.
I did all my errands before work. As I was doing my 'running around', I realised that I wasn't running at all. I was making my way, strolling around, getting things done but enjoying every minute of it. I was 'in the moment'. And it was nice. Oh man! Was it nice.
I got to work early enough to organise everything I needed to before my shift started. My shift went well also. There were some escalations that stressed me out a bit, but overall it was a fabulous day. Ok, so was that one that swore at me and I raised my voice - but the next one was a sweetheart.
I had gone to the doctor's last week and was told that I was dehydrated. So, my 'project' is to drink a bottle of water during my shift - full stop. The coolest part about it is that the water is flavoured. Tonight it was pomegranate. It was yummy! I think I could go for this cutting down on coffee thing - as long as it's slowly (really slowly).
Then I came home and relaxed with a bit of cross stitching. That's right - I have a hobby! I've had a few over the years. Hmmm, let's see - there was book binding (real cool), knitting (relaxing), reading (very relaxing), painting (not my thing but cool), and writing (fun). My hobby du jour is cross stitching. It's amazingly relaxing and calming. At the end of the day, I stretch out with my threads, my pattern and my needle and create something.
So yeah, a good day. :)
Today was a good day. First of all, it was beautiful outside. I took my son to the bus and just basked in all that lovely sunshine. The air was warm and snow was melting. It was just breathtaking. Where I live, I'm surrounded by nature so it was especially beautiful today. It was as if the trees were stretching and waking up. I heard noises in the woods of animals moving around after sleeping all winter long. More birds are coming back and picking out their summer homes. You could feel the energies of the earth surrounding you. Beautiful.
I did all my errands before work. As I was doing my 'running around', I realised that I wasn't running at all. I was making my way, strolling around, getting things done but enjoying every minute of it. I was 'in the moment'. And it was nice. Oh man! Was it nice.
I got to work early enough to organise everything I needed to before my shift started. My shift went well also. There were some escalations that stressed me out a bit, but overall it was a fabulous day. Ok, so was that one that swore at me and I raised my voice - but the next one was a sweetheart.
I had gone to the doctor's last week and was told that I was dehydrated. So, my 'project' is to drink a bottle of water during my shift - full stop. The coolest part about it is that the water is flavoured. Tonight it was pomegranate. It was yummy! I think I could go for this cutting down on coffee thing - as long as it's slowly (really slowly).
Then I came home and relaxed with a bit of cross stitching. That's right - I have a hobby! I've had a few over the years. Hmmm, let's see - there was book binding (real cool), knitting (relaxing), reading (very relaxing), painting (not my thing but cool), and writing (fun). My hobby du jour is cross stitching. It's amazingly relaxing and calming. At the end of the day, I stretch out with my threads, my pattern and my needle and create something.
So yeah, a good day. :)
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