Finding Trinity...

The Cave

2010-06-26T13:35:00.001-06:00

THIS....

... is where I have been.

I finally got lonely for human contact in my little “emotional cave”. Took a deep breath last night, and decided to peek my head out ~ you know, see how the rest of the world is getting along without me.

Much to my surprise, the Universe didn’t miss me much, carried on like nothing had gone missing of any importance. But seriously, I am glad to be back. Glad to have rescued my sanity, sent the anxiety and depression packing for good(I hope), and looking forward to a great summer!!!!

Missed you all so much. Can’t wait to catch up ;)

Trinity graduated from Kindergarten last week, and is still managing to make me laugh.

Lots of “Trinity Tales” to come !!!!

Best Present EVER

2010-04-20T01:18:00.002-06:00

I awoke to this on my pillow yesterday morning...

Who could ask for anything more !

Birthday Girl

2010-04-19T12:01:00.001-06:00

Guess who!!

I Want My Mommy...

2010-04-17T03:55:00.002-06:00

This, is my life . . . (minus the baby, insert grumpy 5 year old)

This, is how I feel and look... (what you can’t tell from this picture is the glands in my throat the size of golf balls)

This, is where I wish I was . . .

~ while waiting for someone to shoot me, or bring me sum soup.

(and the Award for most pathetic Blog Post goes to . . . ) LOL

Playing Pretend ~ Leave your Ego at the Door

2010-04-12T00:01:00.000-06:00

“Mommy, let’s play pretend. You can be my daughter and I’ll be the mom. So, that means I get to be bossy and wear LOTS of makeup.”

“Mommy, wanna play house with me? Except we’ll pretend it’s clean, like Grandma’s.”

“Mommy, let’s play school. I’ll be the teacher, and you can pretend you’re as smart as me.”

“Mommy, let’s pretend we’re twin sisters. We’ll both be 19. So, that means that I pretend to be older, and you get to be young again with smooth skin.”

Mommy, let’s play family. Baby Sadie will be my little girl, I’ll be her mommy, and you get to be the Grandma because you have all the wrinkles.”

Mommy, let’s play restaurant. I’ll be the server, you be the Chef and we’ll pretend that you can really cook.”

Hey Trinity... I have an idea. Let’s play “Life before children”. You pretend you’re not here, and I’ll pretend .....

Two Words ~ Apple/Tree

2010-04-11T02:19:00.001-06:00

It really doesn’t fall that far!!!

The Escape Artist

2010-04-10T15:14:00.001-06:00

It happened.

I don’t know who freaked out more, me or the rodent.

I heard Trinity screaming... then, I to my horror I saw this

Hamster ball.

No hamster.

Throw some wasps and a few hairy spiders into the mix, and you have my worst nightmare come true.

But, I’m happy to say that cool heads prevailed, and we coaxed her out from under the couch with some cucumber.

No hamsters were harmed during the making of this post.

My nerves, however, are a different story.

Valium anyone???

Crazy Weather

2010-04-09T10:31:00.003-06:00

After enjoying a couple of weeks of what seemed like the beginning of Spring...
This happened out of the blue...

Last night the annual April storm blew in to Southern Alberta knocking out power all over the city. We were without power for 3 hours.

It was kinda fun actually.
But somewhat freaky as well.
I felt so isolated. No heat, no phone, no stove to cook on.

Always makes me think about Little House on the Prarie, life before all of our modern convieniences, and how much we really take for granted.

Not to mention 3 hours without checking Facebook !!!! (Oh the horror)

Hamster Love

2010-04-06T12:01:00.004-06:00

A Hamster ball...
The greatest rodent invention EVER!!!
Still makes me want to stand on my chair with a broom, but takes the edge off a bit.
Don’t get me wrong, I love the little rodent. I can hold her, let her run up and down my arm and legs, but once she hits the floor and starts to scurry... well, I wanna do this

Seriously...

Where I belong

2010-04-05T20:02:00.007-06:00

I’m starting to feel like me “mojo” is coming back slowly.
I found myself trying way too hard to be entertaining and funny, and suddenly it wasn’t fun anymore.

Then it hit me,

I remembered why I started doing this in the first place.

I remembered what the title of my blog is.

** CRICKETS **

Then,

A moment of clarity.

This little goofball has once again, brought me back ...
Right where I belong ♥

Training Wheels Optional

2010-04-05T11:05:00.005-06:00

Well... we did it.

After much begging and pleading on Trinity’s part we removed her training wheels.

Because, after all, she knows how to do everything, and those are just

Well . . .

“Pffft, kid’s stuff, Mom.”

Hoppy Easter Everyone !!!!

2010-04-04T10:31:00.001-06:00

So, it dawned on me last night after Trinity fell asleep
We never dyed any easter eggs this year!
How could I forget that?

I must have passed by a bazillion packages of egg decorating kits... totally oblivious.
Does this mean the Easter Bunny gets to skip our house, and I get to keep the treats stashed in my closet all to myself??

Maybe just a nibble....

Happy Easter Everyone

Bloggers Beware

2010-04-03T22:18:00.000-06:00

Something came to my attention today
Something disturbing that I think needs to be out in the open.

In my years of blogging, I have seen a few things that I don't agree wtih here and there: bad blogging ethics, the odd catfight between bloggers. I have never posted about it, nor have I ever named names, until now.

A short while ago, a blog that I follow did the ultimate betrayal that we could ever do to each other, in my opinion. She stole posts from us, WORD FOR FREAKIN' WORD!!! and claimed it as her own. She also used a photo of a fellow bloggy friend's children and passed them off as her own.

It took me all day to pick my jaw up off the floor.

I am severely disappointed in this woman, who I mistakenly considered a blog friend. I have followed her for a long time, and always enjoyed her posts, and her comments made on my blog as well. She was remarkably funny and genuine, or so I thought.

Missy, at Is It Just Me
if you are reading this. You should be absolulety ashamed of yourself. And given the fact that you have gone private, says something in itself. Although I do suspect it may have been from all the "negative" comments you might have received.
Either way, I am deeply disappointed in the lack of respect you have shown to your fellow bloggers, who not only trusted you and let you into their world, but followed you loyally while you were ripping off our ideas and words.

So, having said that. My advice to all of you is to be aware of people like this out there.
I'm not sure how much we can really do about it, or how much it really matters in the end.
I know what is mine, and if you're plagerizing off of me, well then I guess it's your bed you sleep in.

But bottom line, it's wrong. It's Plagerism. And it's shameful and a deliberate act of disrespect to those of us who share our hearts and lives openly.

I just want to thank Arizona Mama for bringing this to light. You can read her original post HERE.
Also to Erin over at the Mother Load, who's pictures of her children were stolen off her blog. You can read her post HERE .

I'm still shaking my head.
Any thoughts or ideas how to protect ourselves, or copyright our work... feel free to add your two cents. And help spread the word that this will not be tolerated.

2010-04-03T14:06:00.002-06:00

I don't even know what to say!!

Feeling so overwhelmed the last couple of weeks.
I miss blogging and all of you so much.
SO MUCH!!!

Instead of a long winded post about what's been going on,
I'll just pick up from here, and move forward.

While at the petstore last week to return a fish filter that was the wrong size,
somewhere between the fish aisle and the exit sign we ended up with one of these...

and one of these

Her name is Katey...
Trin is having a great time with her.
And that about sums up the interesting stuff...

Although, I did manage to do this,

For 12 hours last night!!! That's right... 12 hours ~ IN A ROW!!!
Feel like a new woman...
Maybe my blogging MOJO just might return...
Ya never know ;)

HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!!!

Things I didn't do

2010-03-22T14:25:00.001-06:00

Okay, first things first.

I have fallen so far behind in my blogging that I fear I may never catch up with all of you.
Life, again, has gotten in the way.
So, after this post I am off to visit all of you and spread some comment love.

I was rather perfect this past week, so I lack some good "Not Me" material.
But here goes,

1. I did actually manage to make garbage day. However, this was certainly not done with me screeching out the door at the last minute just as the truck was pulling away.

2. I also managed to remember library day. This too was not done at the last minute with me racing back to the school in my jammies and slippers( yes, slippers) in order to drop it off in time.

3. I did not cut loose on a Walmart cashier for rolling her eyes at Trinity when she politely asked for her own bag to put her princess lip gloss in. I did not use the most sarcastic tone I could muster and say:
" How would you like to try scoffing at me like that and see how far you get?"

4. I did manage to get all - ALL the mountains of laundry done. The are not, however, in large folded piles stiuated in various rooms throughout the house.

5. After a complete freak out by Trinity, I did not make a pretend phone call to "Santa" and express my concerns to him about her behaviour.

6. I did not spend 3 hours playing around with my new scanner and photoshop old pictures of myself and Trinity instead of cleaning the house.

Thousand Word Thursday

2010-03-18T14:16:00.002-06:00

First Day of Kindergarten

1973 ~ 2009

"Not Me" For the Month of March So Far, Up to and Including Today

2010-03-13T01:17:00.002-07:00

Considering this is my most favorite kind of post,

I figured I had some catching up to do since the last one.

Maybe we'll call it

"Not Me" For the Month of March So Far, Up to and Including Today

1. (a) Did not make the mistake of giving my child candy after school, then take her to Dollarama.

(b) Did not lose my cool in aisle 7, and tell her to stop calling me "mommy"

(c) Did not say to her in a rude tone, "For the last time, GET UP OFF THE FLOOR. Why do I have to ALWAYS say it more than once, with you today???

This was not followed simultaneously by bumping into her kindergarten teacher. A shining moment.

2. Did not (again) buy a large bag of gummy worms for Trinity, and eat them all while she was asleep.

3. Did not forget garbage day, Library book day, or any other scheduled appointments or responsibilities.

4. When awoken at 3 AM by my naked child explaining to me that she had wet the bed, I did not grunt the word, "Meh", bring her in bed with me, and leave the wet smelly mess until morning.

5. I did not dream about my first love six nights in a row, wake up all melancholy and reflective, look him up on facebook, send a friend request, get accepted one day, and deleted by him the next.

6. I did not secretly bless this guy,

. . . for allowing me a 20 minute catnap, 3 separate times in one day. Nope, not me... I would never be one of those moms who stick their child in front of the TV for reasons entirely self-serving.

7. On my front porch, I do not still have a Christmas lamp post, an Autum silk flower arrangement in a hanging basket, and a giant Easter Bunny sticker on my screen door window.

2010-03-12T12:17:00.003-07:00

Wow !!!
Real life once again got in the way of my virtual one. Le Sigh.
That was a long, unexpected bloggy break.
I feel a little off my game as well.
And, not sure where to start.

I've missed all of you sooo much.
Looks like I've got some reading to catch up on,
So, I better get started.

Here's what I've been up to the last 2 weeks

Don't I look just fabulous??
Actually, this is more like it:

Either way...

2010-03-01T09:28:00.001-07:00

I got nuthin.
Nothing, I say.

This weekend was filled with work,

and a terrible headache, brought on by the CHINOOK that blew in!

Happy Monday Everybody!

Perhaps tomorrow, I'll have something better to talk about ;)

Henry Plans Early Morning Abush, and other Adventures

2010-02-25T23:30:00.007-07:00

Yestday was a big day for Trinity and Henry.

It started before I did.

The Agenda :

Get up before the rest of the world,
arm yourself with camera

and plan ambush

Using stealth mode

capture pic of Mom sleeping

and dicover she can furrow her brow at you ,

even in her sleep

Next up,

sneak downstaiars,

re-arrange living room and

enjoy "chocolate breakfast"

by moonlight with Henry.

If caught red handed,

look innocent as possible, blame the bear

Brush Henry's teeth,

insist pictures be taken

Finally lose wiggly tooth number three

while brushing own teeth

Be very proud of self

After school

Spend a quality evening with Henry

and this guy...

Come home from Daddy's,

have bath,

insist on another photo shoot

Put Henry to bed,

Hang adorable new picture

Make weird looking thing

for Toothfairy

Tell Henry

"Quit fooling around. It's story time"

Spend as much time as possible

saying goodnight to all stuffies.

Kiss Mom.

Henry; A Day in the LIfe

2010-02-25T00:08:00.002-07:00

Trinity armed herself with the camera today to make her own blog post,

So,

Heeeer's Henry...

Making moring faces ...

... and making new friends.

LtoR: Bobee, Barry, Henry, Scared Bear, The Frogster

(I'm loving the Big Toe stickin' out)

then he chilled for a while...

Lucky little bear

Welcome, Henry. We hope you enjoy your stay

2010-02-24T20:39:00.001-07:00

This is Henry

In Trinity's kindergarten class, they have this thing.
He's a little bear that travels the school year spending 1 week with each student.
He comes with his own backpack filled with all the 'bear necessities" ( I couldn't resist)
He even has his own toothbrush. (Huh?)

This is Trinity's week. She is super excited.
We were all set to take him on a trip to the Science Centre for
Junior Astronomer's Night,
But... due to a huge Freak Out of EPIC proportions,
Trinity will not be stargazing tonight. Le Sigh.
Henry, however, is free to go if he likes.

Buckethead Beauty

2010-02-22T23:06:00.001-07:00

This face . . .

. . . called ME "weird" today.
Go figure.

Awesomeness

2010-02-22T09:40:00.008-07:00

Well, it's that time again. . .
Another addition of

I was awesome this past week. Awesome, I tell you.
I did NOT do anything worthy of a "Not Me" blog post.

I did not forget about any loads of laundry in the washing machine for 3 days.

I did not forget garbage day, again.

I did not forget to empty Trinity's lunch bag from LAST WEEK at school.

I did not let Trinity walk to the car in her bare feet because she refused to put her boots on.
And I certainly did not ignore her cries that her feet were cold.

I did not then smile to myself, knowing that putting on proper footwear when asked will no longer be an issue.

Sunday with Dad Revisited

2010-02-21T13:39:00.005-07:00

Memories of my childhood seem to occupy much of my thoughts this weekend.
I'm not sure why.

When I was a little girl, Sunday was my favorite day.
Everything I know about Football was learned from
Sunday afternoons with my Dad.
. . . and it had nothing to do with him teaching me.
We had a thing ~ A ritual, you might call it.
A mutually beneficial arrangment.

You see . . .
Dad loved his Sunday afternoon football.
I loved having my back tickled.
We had a system worked out.

Dad would sit in his favorite chair, then I prop myself on the footstool between his knees
while he lovingly rubbed my back, and played with my hair.
And the mutally beneficial part ?
He was able to watch the game,
and I didn't make him play Barbies, or Store, or Rockstar with me.

It was perfect.

I would sit there for hours, game after game, play after play.
Occassionally he would get excited over a fumble or interception
and his knees would slam together, crushing me in the process.
Then we would laugh.
And the tickling would resume.

After football, while Mom made supper, Dad and I looked forward to
the one night of the week we ate in front of the TV.
He would get everything ready (which was a folding card table)
I loved to crawl underneath it, pretending it was my secret cave,
and sometimes he would join me.

WIth the aroma and sounds of dinnertime filling the room,
Dad and I snuggled in the cave for our favorite show . . .

Dad loved nature shows almost as much as he loved football.

After Marlin Perkins was done his thing, it was time for supper.
We all sat together at the card table,
and as if in her own magical way, Mom always managed to have everything ready just in time for the opening credits of....

Which was followed by another favorite. . .

Happy Sunday, Dad !!!
I love you.

Saturday Morning Flashback

2010-02-20T04:15:00.004-07:00

For those of us old enough to remember the magic that WAS saturday mornings,
I was going to make the entire post filled with clips from all the retro classics ...
Scooby Doo, Smurfs, Captain Caveman, Bugs Bunny ~
Well, you get the picture.
But, I figured I would just share just one in particular.

It was one of my favorite School House Rock episodes . . .

Happy Saturday !!

Bad Blogging 101

2010-02-19T20:37:00.002-07:00

Reasons why I have been a bad blogger this week ??? (multiple choice)

A. I broke my left pointer finger, which prevented me from typing the letters: F, R, G, V, OR B.

B. I lead an incredibly mundane existence, and had nothing to say.

C. I went on a hot date that lasted 5 days.

D. My daughter had the week off school, and . . . 'nuff said.

So, with that out of the way... I wish I knew where to begin.
Funny thing is, I'm agonizing over this post.
So, I'm not going to write one ~ not really. Except to say ~

** I suck. (There, I said it.) **

So, if I have any followers left after my absence this week, I'm off to check out all your blogs and make up for lost time.

Happy 'V' Day

2010-02-14T11:04:00.004-07:00

I was all set to write a post about why I Hate Valentine's Day... but I took the high road. (snicker)
I hope you all have a wonderful day, filled with reminders of how much you are loved and appriciated!!!

What are your plans for the Day???

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!

Uvula ~ not to be confused with.....

2010-02-12T12:05:00.003-07:00

"Mommy, guess what girls have that boys don't?"

"Oh look, SpongeBob is on" ( distract, distract, distract)

"Mommy!! I asked you a question. Did you hear me? "

"Um.. well... er ~ no, I didn't." ( Play dumb... that'll work)

" I SAID, do you know what girls have that boys don't?"

"I don't know, what do we have that boys don't?" ( Hey, Is that SpongeBob eating his own foot)

"Guess!"

"I don't want to" ( Look, SpongeBob's eyes just fell out!! Isn't that cool!! )

"It's called a Uvula"

*crickets*

Ahhhh..... yes, the Uvula. Is that what she's talking about?? Or the other word with same letters, different order, different part of body entirely??? I decided to jump in with both feet.

"(Big sigh) Wow.. you're very smart. You mean that little dangly thing, right? But, boys have them too.

"Pfttt, Mom. That's called their PENIS"

This conversation is over.
Go brush your teeth.

Black Thursday

2010-02-11T08:36:00.006-07:00

Early this morning while running out for milk,

One of these . . .

decided to do THIS. . .

I say, Bring it !!!

Got any superstitions of your own???

Always Check the Homework

2010-02-10T09:07:00.005-07:00

After it was graded and the child brought it home, the mom returned it to school the next day with the following note:
Dear Ms. Davis,
I want to be very clear on my child’s illustration. It is NOT of me on a dance pole on a stage in a strip joint. I work at Home Depot and had commented to my daughter how much money we made in the recent snowstorm. This photo is of me selling a shovel.

Scissors ?
.

Essay on Horses

Tuesday with Tom

2010-02-09T02:39:00.024-07:00

Words cannot express how stressed out I feel today.
I will spare you a long, drawn out and dramatic post

Instead, a little comic relief and a confession ~
I love Tom Hanks ~ L.O.V.E.
I needed my fix today,
with two of my all time favortie scenes

Nobody "loses it" like Tom

The Burbs ~ LOVE
Gotta love the '60 zoom in/out thing... and yet another classic Tom "freak-out"

Sugar Highs and Lows

2010-02-08T02:02:00.007-07:00

First of all....
I am not sitting here eating a bunch of Trinity's sour gummy worms while she lay sound asleep and blissfully unaware.
But, if I was doing that (which I am not), and just happened to inadvertently eat them all, you can bet that I would not be running back to the store when she's in school tomorrow to buy a replacement bag or two....(okay, maybe three... four tops... no more than five.)

And....
While at the corner store and spotting an ex-boyfriend walk in, I did not immediately duck and run for cover behind a Dorito's display like a lunatic to avoid being seen.
And if that happened (which it did not), my motivation most certainly would not be on account of the fact; I had no make up on, bandana on my head, and still wearing the pyjama's I slept in the night before.

Also....
I did not find myself ~~resorting to~~ brilliantly capitalizing on Trinity's admiration for Jeremy ~~in a patheric effort to~~ to do some creative parenting.
For instance:
I did not get her to clean her room by telling her that Jeremy could come over for a playdate
Nor, did I tell her that eating her carrots and peas, and going to bed a half hour early will make her skin smooth and soft.

And last but not least
I did not ~~scarf down like a dog~~ pleasantly enjoy some Eggo Waffles smothered beyond all recognition with syrup, heaps of icing sugar, and a dash of cinnamon while Trintiy was at her dad's.
Furthermore, I did not repeat this nutritional meal FOUR times that same day, emptying the entire box (binge much?).
And most importantly, I did not stare at the empty plate, hesitate briefly, and then lick clean the remaining gooey goodness.

♫ ♪ It's Your Birthday ♪ ♫

2010-02-06T10:00:00.008-07:00

This guy. . .

. . . is Trinity's dad. His name is Nathan.
You may also remember him from THIS POST .
He is a wonderful father, and Trinity's biggest FAN.

♪ ♫ ♫HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NATHAN!!!! ♫ ♪

Squeaky Clean??

2010-02-05T16:29:00.003-07:00

The other night, during bathtime, Trinity started washing her face.
No, I mean, really washing her face. Like with SOAP and everything!!
All I could see were these two little green eyes peeking out from a haze of purple lather.

She has never washed her face like that before ~ EVER.

In fact, she hates washing her face. She will take one little corner of the cloth and barely dab it on her cheeks and call it done, but there she was all bubbled up, and lovin' it ... WTF???

After rinsing it all off, cheeks rosy from all the rubbing and scrubbing, soap residue still stuck to her left nostril, she looked up at me with hopeful eyes....
"Mommy, does my skin look clean and smooth?"
"Umm, yeah. Pretty much the cleanest face EVER. Why the sudden love of soap?"
" Cuz Jeremy said pretty girls have clean smooth skin."

HUH???

I don't know about you ... but
A five year old BOY giving beauty tips to my daughter?!?!
This is all it took for her to wash her face?
When do we lose our power of persuasion over our children?
Am I destined to have a child just like I was ... ?(nothing was true my mother told me until I heard it from someone else)
Is this a single parent thing?
Does this make me an ineffective, bad mother?
Do we all question our parenting skills to this degree, or is it just me being overly-sensative and neurotic over the simple act of washing her face?
Should I just be thankful that something gave her the incentive; or be concerned that she is doing it for the wrong reasons?

Just sayin' . . .

Work = BOO

2010-02-03T17:04:00.001-07:00

I suck.
I've been swamped with work this week,
which has left no time for blogging; reading or posting.

Well, actually I read through a few last night, but didn't leave any comment love.
Now, I just feel like a stalker!

I am officially bestowing the
Worlds Most Inconsistant Blogger Award

to ME.

Sniff Test, and other adventures

2010-02-01T09:34:00.004-07:00

1) I did not let Trinity perform her own "sniff test" to a pair of her favorite striped tights from the laundry basket before wearing them.

2.) I did not slip in my driveway, fall on my ass, and lay there laughing hysterically while making a snow angel as neighborhood kids walked past me on their way to school.

3.) I did not spend 10 minutes AGAIN looking for glasses that were atop my dumb old head.

4) I did not stay up working on a file, drank two pots of coffee, only to discover that the sun was coming up.

5.) I did not watch Pinocchio with Trinity in FRENCH because she told me we needed to learn a new language.

6.) I did not continue brushing my teeth with Hannah Montana toothpaste until yesterday!!

All in all, it was a pretty good week!!

Answers: Part Deux

2010-01-30T16:27:00.007-07:00

Kay, here we go
Magda at I'm Just Sayin'
Why do you blog?
My reasons for blogging are different than when I started out. It was at the urging of my BFF, (who is my biggest fan - Lisa at Book Blab ) telling me what a talented writer I was. So, in the beginning it was just an online journal of my daily life as a single mom for friends and family that might not get to see us everyday. Now, it is still about Trinity's crazy antics, but have found my way into a wonderful community of bloggers that I absolutely adore. It has, in some ways, become my social life.

Aimee at Don't Bug Me, I'm Blogging
If you could go anywhere with Trinity where would you go and why?
Disneyland! Without a doubt. I love Disneyland... I was married once (way back when), and that was where I insisted on going for my honeymoon. (we're divorced now - perhaps that's why)
and,
What is one thing you really want for yourself? Just for you, to spoil yourself.

Seriously... I suffer from chronic back pain. So, a massage would be nice.

Missy at Is it Just Me
How did you get the nerve to do this?
LOL... I'm really not a private person. I'm not afraid to share. Basically ~ I have no shame!! (snort)
and.
Are there any questions you are afraid that will be asked?
Can't tell you. Then somebody would ask it!!! ;)

Unknown Mami
What is your favorite think about yourself? Do not be modest.
Hmmm, kay. I love my inner emotional strength and compassion, and that I've managed to keep my head above water and sense of humour in tact, despite having chronic depression ~ Oh, and I like my nose.  My boobs and ass, that's another story.

Tracie at Stir-Fry Awesomeness
If time and money were not issues where would go for your next vacation??
Disneyland, Disneyland, Disneyland.

Matty at Matty Thoughts
If you could go back in time and change one thing, knowing what you know now, what would it be?
That's a good one. Thought about this a long time. I would honestly have to say NOTHING. Really. I believe everything we do, every moment or opportunity has potential to be life altering. I shudder to think that any one of those decisions, good or bad, would have led me on a path that did NOT include my daughter being here.

BlueViolet at A Nut in a Nutshell
Well, just how frackin' old are you?
LOL... Chronologically, I'll be 42 this April. Emotionally I'm still 25. and Physically, I feel 74. ;)

From Otin at Wizard of Otin
"If you had an 85 year old kidney to survive, and you were the only match, would you donate it?"
Oh wow, Otin... How did I just know it would be this kind of question. I probably wouldn't ... I would save if for a child, or someone younger. I don't know, that just sounds wrong. . . Maybe I would.... No wait, I wouldn't. I don't know.

Christine at Raised Queer
K, a lot of times people tell me who they think I look like. Like famous people I resemble and I was wondering who do you get told you most look like?
Well, I have been compared to Sandra Bullock more times than I can count.

Lori at Family Trees May Contain Nuts
I want to know what you think was your biggest mistake in life?
My biggest mistake... hmmm. doing an "Ask me ANYTHING" post (snicker)   Seriously, I can't think of anything I've done that I would change. It sounds corny, but every mistake has led me here. Having said that... (I'm digging deep here just for you, Lori) When I was 17, I became pregnant and gave my son up for adoption. I have ALWAYS wished things could have been different for us, even though I know it was the right thing to do at the time. He will be 24 this year. Not a day goes by....

Carma Sez
Did you enjoy having your own esthetics business?
I loved it!! I never felt like I was "working". I lost the business due to a flood a while back. Would love to start up again once I get back on my feet.

Lauren at Mud Mama
"Do you have a day gig?" (besides being Trinity's awesome mommy?) Oh, and fave color :)
Day gig ~ I'm a court reporter/transcriber. I work from home in my jammies, and I absolutely love it.
Favorite colour is Indigo Blue.

DG at Diary of a Mad Bathroom
Here's a question - What's the most inappropriate thing you've done in the last six months? The thing that makes you look back and cringe?
I dated a guy who turned out to be 26!!!! Despite the "high fives" from friends... it just felt weird. But, I do smile from time to time knowing that I can still bag a hot 26 yr old. ;) (maybe that's the inappropriate part)

That was so much fun. Thanks for all the great questions....

Ask Me Answers

2010-01-29T10:25:00.002-07:00

Wow, there are some great questions coming in. This is totally fun.
Here are a few, and I'll add the rest later today.

If you have one that you'd like to add, feel free!!

First one, Hmmm ... I'll start with something cheeky. Any TV series that you can categorize as your guilty pleasure?
Well, humph... that's a tough one. I don't really watch TV anymore. Any spare time I do have is usually spent blogging, sleeping, or showering. Seriously... I NEVER watch TV. It's sad, I know.

From Mrs. BlogAlot , If you were a bumper sticker, how would you read?
LMAO... that's a good one. Took me a while to think of one, but I'd have to say
"Good mothers have dirty ovens, sticky floors and happy kids"

From Dana at Homeschool 101 , Well, of course, it's the old favorite: what's your most embarrassing moment? LOL!
Oh, I got a million of them that rank as MOST embarrassing - I'm the one that will asked the NON-pregnant lady when she was due? that kind of stuff, but...

1999. Hot date. First date. Wore a brand new pair of jeans. As we're getting out the car, he asks "Are those new jeans?" I say, "Um, no. Why?" Then he points to my pant leg, which had the size strip thing still stuck to the side. So much for honesty.
Later, same night. . . having a nice dinner. Crab legs. While trying to get a piece of meat out, my fork slipped. Crab leg went flying and hit the lady in the head at the table next to us.
After dinner, we were off to the movies. As we were walking to our seats I tripped and fell forward, spraying popcorn everywhere, and scraped me knee. Then, during the movie I went to take a sip of my pop while skooched down low in my seat. Lid came off, spilled pop all over my WHITE shirt.
Before leaving the theater, I felt something happening that was totally unexpected. I went to the washroom. No tampons. SHIT. So, I improvised with some toilet paper to last for the ride home. As I was getting out of the car, it must have shifted during the ride, and YEP.... it made its way down my pant leg and fell onto the ground at my feet. I kicked it under his car in an effort to hide it, but I'm pretty sure he saw it.
He called a few days later, and we went out again.
Go figure.

From Jenners at Life with a Little One and More What is the earliest memory you have?
My earliest memory is standing in my crib, pulling out every single kleenex and letting them fall one by one on the floor until the box was empty. I still remember the look on my mom's face.
And,

We are about the same age with a child about the same age. How do you feel about being "an older mom?" (I'm hoping you aren't taking offense!!!!)
No offense at all. That's a loaded question. For the most part, I love being this age with a small child. I'm much more "together" emotionally, and I think that makes me a better mom than I would have been in my 20's. But, I do wish I had the energy I did back then. And I absolutely worry about not living long enough to be a grandma.

From Brian at Waystion One ,
If today was a free day, with no responsibilities, what would you be doing?
LOL... I would be blogging, of course, and drinking an insane amount of coffee!

From Blog-Ignoamus , Lemme see...I find that I can relate to so much of what you write; although I could be your mother and have different life experiences.Why do you think that is?
Probably because I'm older than you think. LOL
And some people are just "meant to be". Something clicks. And the rest becomes history.

From The Absence of Alternatives , Oh man. All the other ones are all kind of polite... I have been asking anybody online that would give me the chance: Have you had a Brazilian? And would you recommend it?
Yes, once ~ by mistake ~ and no, I wouldn't recommend it.
I had my own esthetics business for years, so I do all of my own waxing. I don't recommend a self inflicted Brazillian either.

Okay... that's it for today. Stay tuned for part deux...

Ask me Anything

2010-01-27T23:00:00.009-07:00

Okay.
So here it is.
After months of prodding and coaxing from fellow bloggers (you know who you are) I've decided it would be fun to have a day of sharing !!!

One of the things I love most about blogging is getting to know all of you better, and feeling more connected to you in your journeys, but some of you have expressed that I don't really share much about me on my blog ~

I try to share the rollercoaster of my experiences in my comments, when I have personally related to what has been posted. Otherwise, I suppose I do keep that part private, because well.... frankly, Trinity's antics are WAY funnier and less embarrasing (for me)

but for now,
I thought I would indulge your requests...

I'm in your hands. . . all exposed, and raw and stuff. (snort)
So go ahead, ask me anything...
I'll be posting the answers on Saturday.

So Long, SAM

2010-01-26T00:28:00.007-07:00

Did my ears decieve me??
Could she really be done with SAM??
After much ~~nagging~~ thoughtful questioning on my part,
Indeed, it is true. (insert angels singing)
Yes, yes... she confirmed it ~ twice.

I was set to write a post filled with all the excitement
this worn-out, scatter-brained mother could muster.
but, alas, I am forced to keep it small and unassuming.

For SAM is not really gone ~
He's just been replaced . . .

. . . by someone they call ~ JEREMY.

And so . . . it begins !
*Le Sigh*

Not Me Monday

2010-01-25T01:24:00.002-07:00

1. I did not make 4 trips to the grocery store in one week because I kept forgetting things on my list. I did not make a special trip back to grocery store SPECIFICALLY for toothpaste, and then come home with 3 more bags that did not contain said toothpaste. I did not end up brushing my teeth all week with "Hannah Montana" toothpaste instead.

2. I did not eat a bag of gummy bears for breakfast.

3. I was not late bringing Trinity to school because I couldn't find my glasses. And after 20 minutes of searching, Trinity did not inform me that they were on top of my head. We did not laugh hysterically at my expense.

4. I did not drive halfway down the block with my purse on the roof of the car.

5. I did not wake up in the middle of the night after a horrible ( Haiti inspired, buried in rubble) kind of nightmare, go into Trinity's empty room (while she was at her dad's) , and grab one of her favorite stuffies for comfort, then cry myself to sleep.

Kudo's to Trinity

2010-01-24T13:22:00.004-07:00

I've been thinking.
For the sake of humour, Trinity seems to have taken a bum rap.
She has her Freak Outs, 'tis true.
But all kidding aside, they are nothing compared to the wonderful, witty, thoughtful soul she is.
She always astounds and amazes me.
I thought she deserved a little Kudo's her way...

Every morning I hear the little pitter patter of sleepy feet make their way across the hall. With squinty eyes, morning hair, and arms full of stuffies and books she climbs under the covers with me. This is always followed by a morning breath kiss and snuggle under my chin.
Then, it's story time. She has decided that because I read her a story every night, she gets to read ME a story in the morning.
I look forward to this more than my morning coffee. (and its hard to rank higher than caffine, in my world)

Yesterday morning, she was making us a "surprise" and I was not allowed to come downstairs until she was done. This was tough. I could hear chairs shifting across the kitchen floor, dishes clanking together, water running. My mind flashed back to other times when she had a surprise up her sleeve... like THIS one,

But, despite my sweaty palms, I waited. When she was finished, she led me downstairs like a maitre d' at a fine restaurant. And this is what I saw.

She had taken a small end table and put it in the kitchen, and set up the most charming "table" for us. We had a wonderful breakfast together in the middle of the kitchen. It was awesome.

There was also the time her teacher called me aside and told me how proud she was of Trinity for comforting a friend that was crying after being teased by some boys in her class. Trinity apparenty had told the boys to leave her alone, put her arm around her friend, and softly and sweetly tried to cheer her up.

Just this week she has given her mittens to a friend who didn't have any, made a get well card for her teacher who was sick, showered me with unexpected kisses a thousand times, and suggested we give her old clothes to families that dont have enough.
She is a goof; always trying to make us laugh.
She is the most caring and empathetic little soul I have ever met, far beyond her years.
She is my wish come true, the love of my life, and she has taught me more than I could ever teach her in return.

She has taught me the true meaning of love, and laughter . . . and the art of facepainting! ;)

Freak out Friday

2010-01-22T10:57:00.008-07:00

Freak outs. So many to choose from.
It was a busy week for Trinity in the Freak Out department.
I'll just give you the highlights

Tim Hortons drive thru.
No chocolate Long Johns.
The screaming begins. Kicking so hard that her boot flew off her foot and hit her in the head. More screaming.
Crackled voice from drive-thru speaker asks if everything is all right.
Calmly pay for my double-double. Get sympathy smile from dude at window.
Pull into parking stall, sip up coffee goodness, wait for eardrums to stop riinging.
Sorry, Trinity, no donuts for you.
(sounding like Tom Hanks "There's NO crying in baseball")
"There will be no crying over chocolate."

Later, same day, give child bedtime snack.
Screams from living room.
Check to see if child is on fire ~ nope. Bleeding? Nope.
Problem: Not enough chocolate sauce in milk. Can't taste the chocolate.
More kicking, Milk cup flies across the floor.
Sorry, Trinity, no bedtime snacks for you.
"There will be no crying over chocolate"

Next day, child comes running out of school doors looking very upset.
"I HATED my snacks today. I wanted my chocolate granola bar!!!!!"
Crying ensued. Dropping to her knees in schoolyard seemed appropriate.
Kicking and wailing on the way home.
Sorry, Trinity, no after school snacks for you.
"There will be no crying over chocolate."

Put sweet, sweet child to bed. Silence fills the house.
Grab secret stash of Cadbury Mini-Eggs.
Savour the melty chocolate goodness.
A tear comes to my eye.
There is no crying over chocolate.

Cardboard or Plastic???

2010-01-21T01:09:00.001-07:00

Thousand Word Thursday

And yep.... it's the Tampon Aisle.

Too much TV???

2010-01-20T00:01:00.000-07:00

So, my darling daughter informed me tonight what she is getting me for my birthday, as long as I promise to forget by then and be super surprised!!!
I promised.

So, she began to share her
gift idea using her best "commercial voice"...

" New Tide Stain release. Because at TIDE they're always coming up
with new ways to keep your clothes looking new!"

I can't stop laughing.
What a goof.

Not Me Monday

2010-01-18T00:01:00.008-07:00

It's that t ime again... wow, so much "didn't" happen. I don't know where to start.

1. I did not stutter like a maniac while trying to have a conversation with Trinit about the dangers of screaming while I'm driving, traffic collisions, and my growing hatred for SAM.

2. I do not like chocolate. I especially do not like Cadbury Mini Eggs. Therefore, I certainly did not drop one in a pile of dirty snow, take a quick look around, then eat if off the ground.

3. I did not tell Trinity that I wasn't having a nap, I was just closing my eyes for a while because they were itchy. I did not fall asleep on the couch for 2 hours while resting my "itchy" eyes.

4 I did not ~~burn~~ make a batch of cookies, stuff them back in the oven in order to make dinner, and then forget about them for 3 days.

5. I did not tell Trinity that we couldn't go swimning because someone pee'd in the pool, and it was closed for cleaning.

.

6. I do not still have my christmas tree up.

7. I did not spend 3 days last week in my pyjama pants and housecoat.

Counting Blue Cars

2010-01-17T12:20:00.003-07:00

We were off to run errands. Again, nothing out of the ordinary. Banking, dry cleaning.. Trinity was being a goofy, giggling bag of knock-knock jokes. Beyonce was on the radio, telling all us single ladies that he "shoulda put a ring on it". The mid-afternoon sun blazing high in the Chinook sky.

In the blink of an eye, that all changed.
My heart stopped beating on the corner of 2nd and Main.

I remember the blood curdling screams from the back seat. In a split second I was convinced that she somehow managed to light herself on fire.

"AAAAAAEEEEE, MOMMMMMY!!!!!! OH MY GOD - STOP THE CAR, STOP THE CAR, STOP THE CAR!!!! "
The eyes in the back of my head saw her unbuckle the seatbelt and throw herself against the back window, mushing her face against the half frozen glass.

I slam on breaks, slide sideways in the intersection, and come to a screeching halt directly in line with the oncoming traffic. I did a quick assessment. . . Nope, heart still not beating yet. Better check the girl.
I flip around, she is not on fire, she is not bleeding. She is smiling.
I get out of the intersection and pull off to the side of the road to avoid making the 6 o'clock news.

"Trinity... are you okay? What's going on? What happened???" (try again, Michele. You sound way too frantic.)
"Mommy, that was HIM. I just saw HIM in that car. Didn't you see it? The blue one with the .... "
"Who, who did you see? What are you talking about?"
"It was SAM, Mommy!!! Sam was in the car that just went past us. Quick, if we hurry we can catch up. Go, go, go... "
I sat there waiting for my heart to start beating again...
"Mommy?"
"Yes, Trinity."
"You look funny. What's wrong with your face? "

FREAK OUT FRIDAY

2010-01-15T11:44:00.002-07:00

Welcome to the launch of "FREAK OUT FRIDAY" !!

Got a "freak out" you want to share? Why not play along - share your freak out with us!!
Freak outs can happen anywhere, at home or in public.
There are many versions of the Freak Out, which may inlcude, but are not limited to, one or more of the following:

1.  Screaming like you just lit them on fire. This is the starting point for any good freak out. It can be directed at you, the cat, the socks that feel funny, the barbie shoe that keeps falling off... (insert frustration of choice)

2. There could be name calling. Like, "JERK" , "STUPID FACE," or "CHICKEN BUTT CRAP HEAD"!!

3.  There could be an exceptionally loud noise to compliment your child wailing   ie: A slamming door, a hairbrush cracking the bathroom mirror, the TV crashing to the floor.... stuff like that.

4. There could be threats; which is a nice touch to any good freak out.  ie:
"If you don't make me a pancake, I'll stomp on your elbow."
You may even reply with something sarcastic, like
"Ya, I'd like to see that happen, shorty"...
but, be careful. this is the beginning of the slippery slope known as the Tandum Freak Out.  The fight in which you will lose everytime because kids will always comeback with something that ~~sounds retarded~~ is thinking outside the box.

5. If the words "I hate you" are uttered at any time by your little miracle then you definately got yourself a bonifide freak out. And if you keep trying to control the situation in an effort to make them stop. . . then you have also ~~been sucked into~~ entered Tandum territory.

6. If you get hit in the head with any article of clothing this definately qualifies.
   ~ If it's still warm because they were wearing it before hand,
       this takes freak out to a whole ~~weird~~ new level.

My Friday Freak Out, courtesy of Trinity and a strong aversion to the word "NO"

"Mommy, can I have a some cookies?"
Are you hungry? You just had a snack at Daddy's house before you got home.
"It was just a stupid oreo. I'm soooooo hungry. I could eat the whole earth. Puh leeeez, mommy"
I'm sorry Hon, it's bedtime now.
Her face contorts. I know it's coming. I wait for it..... then ~ Waaaaahhhhhhhh.
It has begun.
Stomp, stomp, stomp. SLAM.
Screaming intensifies.
Door opens slightly. Then SLAM. A second time for good measure?
Door opens again. Brief pause.
"I HATE YOU"
SLAM.
I enter the room.   Get hit in the head with warm underwear.
God, I love my child.

Don't miss out

2010-01-14T00:10:00.000-07:00

I was all set to do a different post today.
Then I came across this post from the one and only MckMama
called I'm Gonna Miss This !!! If you haven't read it yet, you gotta check it out.

A beautiful reminder about the things we take for granted!

Louis C K - Children's and their Secrets

2010-01-13T17:08:00.000-07:00

One of my favorite bits...
(there are a few F-bombs though.)

"Holy Crap Thank You So Much" take deux

2010-01-13T00:22:00.006-07:00

Seriously.
I don't even know how to explain. Over the last few weeks I recieved quite a few awards.
Sometimes, these things go around the bloggy world in waves. So, I decided to wait it out, make one huge "Holy Crap Thank You So Much" kind of post.

I waited. I made a post.
I called it "Holy Crap Thank You So Much"
I was sure I scheduled it to automatically post for the next morning. Then, I put it out my mind. When scolling through old posts looking for something else, I noticed it wasn't there. It didn't freakin' post. It's GONE.  WTF????

How ungrateful I must have seemed all this time.
So, I'm gonna give it another go:

First of all, the one and only Magda bestowed on me a couple of awards, but in comparison to her stunning wit, kind heart, and writing style, I am not worthy. You totally have to check her out. She is the author of 2 great blogs: I'm just sayin' and So Many Sisters . She is hysterical, honest, and loyal. ~ a wonderful mother, and a great bloggy friend. My life, my soul would be lost without her.

And Brittany, the author of Mommy Words   is an exceptional woman with an incredible blog. She is a warm-hearted amazing mother, with another little one on the way. And despite being pregnant, taking care of her family, and finding new uses for a flashlight that I'm STILL snickering about... she manages to share her life with us in a style all her own. You should definately check her out if you get the chance... send a little "baby in my tummy" love her way. Thank you for thinking of me Brittany, I "heart" you.

And then there's the awesomely awesome, Meg over at EcoMeg This woman is amazing beyond belief. Her contributions to the blog world about Green Living, and parenting is unlike any other. Her style and dedication is inspiring, If you want a fresh voice on green living and life in general, take a stroll her way. Thank you for my award, Meg, I could not "heart" you more.

And last, but definately not least is the uber cool Christine at Raised Queer who gave me this:

How cool lookin is that?
Anyway, Christine has become very dear to my heart over the course of our bloggy friendship. You should definately check her out!! She is an incredible woman, with an amazingly funny, honest blog. Her sense of humour, and outlook on life is refreshing. Thank you, Christine... I'm so glad I found you ♥

So, I'm passing this along to some fellow "KICK ASS BLOGGERS" who have contributed so much to the blogosphere with their unique voice and style, humour and charm, and still manage to spread some "comment love" my way!!!!

Otin at Wizard of Otin :
BlueViolet at A Nut in a Nutshell :
Magda at I'm Just Sayin'
Amo at Where a Woman Shakes her Tablecloth
Matty at Matty Thoughts
Lori at Family Trees May Contain Nuts
Amy at Keeping up with the Schultz Family
Maven at A Fabulously Good Life
Andrea at Good Girl Gone Redneck
Lisa at Crazy Adventures in Parenting

I'm gonna stop there for now... I'll add the rest of you later ~ And you KNOW that you KNOW who you are!!! HAH.

Not Me ~ err, Monday??

2010-01-12T00:01:00.006-07:00

Yes, I know it's Tuesday. Don't judge.

It's not like me to procrastinate ~ no way. That just leads to stress (of which I do not have) and things pile up out of control. I do not know what that would feel like, but i'm guessing it would lead to insomnia; which I also do not suffer from.

It has come to my attention that some mothers out there are actually too exhausted some days to properly feed their children. I would never let Trinity make herself a "chocolate icing sandwich" for breafast simply becuase I was too tired/sick to get out of bed at 5:30 AM and stop her.

Also, I would never tell Trinity to "go watch Sponge Bob" while I finish some work on the computer. I would not tell her this even though my work was done, and was just catching up on facebook instead. That would be wrong, and well... that's not the way I roll. I always tell her the truth.

While tidying up her craft area, I do not throw anything out. I keep every little craft, snowflake, stick family picture, and painted toilet paper roll. I mean, c'mon people ~ those are precious memories right there.

After bringing me my morning "coffee" that she proudly made herself from pink lemonade, chocolate sauce, coffee grounds, and salt. I did not take it with me to the bathroom, and pour it down the drain while pretending to wash my face.
And, I did not top it off with a completely fake " Mmmm, that was yummy" comment, just to ease my guilt.

I did not get pissed off and mumble the word "fuck" in Walmart. And after being chastised by Trinity for not saying the word, I did not begin to debate with a 5 yr old that I said the word "frick" instead.
And, I did not lose said debate when she did not look at me, raise one eyebrow (yes, she can do that), and say real loud, "Mommy, that means the same thing as FUCK, ya know."
To which I did not reply, "Fine, just don't tell your dad."

He reads my blog though... Frick.

(got me a new little signature thingy... yay me )

Mars or Bust

2010-01-11T00:01:00.008-07:00

Trinity has this new thing she loves to do. She likes to interview me (of course I have to be somebody else) and she pretends like she's Larry King or something. It's Hysterical.
So last night, I decided to interview her. Here we go:

Our special guest today is Trinity. Welcome to the show Trinity. Always nice to see you.
So, tell us a little about yourself. You're 5 years old, and I see you're in kindergarten , is that right?
Yeah, but I'm almost 12.

So, we'll start with the obvious question. What would you like to be when you grow up?
Well, first I would like to drive an ice cream truck. But, that's just while I'm going to Astronaut school.

Oh, really, an Astronaut. That sounds fantastic. And what kinds of things will you do once you are an Astronaut?
I'm going to be the first woman on Mars.

Very cool. And so, what kinds of things will you do there?
I'm gonna do my first Rock Star Concert ~ like maybe sing some of my songs and stuff.
Kinda tricky though, cuz there's no gravity ~ ya know, the stuff that makes us not float away.
So, I'll have to figure out a way to stay on the ground.
But, my Mom says the people at that Nasa place would help me invent stuff like that .

Yes, I'm sure they will. Boy, a rock concert on Mars. Can I come too?
Oh sure, you can come if you want. I'm gonna start selling tickets next week. But remember to wear warm stuff, cuz Mars is way further away from the sun, so it's really cold ~ not as cold as Pluto is though. Now THAT would be freezing.

You sure seem to know a lot about the planets.
Yeah, I'd like to go to the sun after that, but it's pretty hot. I think my shoes would melt or something.

Mom, can we play Barbie's now instead?

Pillow Talk

2010-01-10T09:19:00.014-07:00

Last night = insomnia. Crap on toast.
But, I was entertained...

Let me explain,
Trinity has started talking in her sleep. I mean, REALLY talking in her sleep, not just mindless mumbles ~ real, full blown conversations, and staying true to her waking hours, she DOESN"T STOP TALKING!!

When she was younger I often wondered what babies dream about, what goes on inside their little budding minds.
So, now I'm thinking this is very cool. A little glimpse into the mind of my child, right?
Here are some of the highlights..

"NO WAY ~ are you serious?? That was the best you can do? Try again, SAM . No, no, do it like this. If you just put it in sideways, it will work much better, and then the pickle doesn't get squished."

"I know it's hard cuz you don't have hands, but just whack it... like this" (flailing arms in the air)

"Mine is the rainbow, you can be the peanut butter."

"Ugh.. I'm pushing as hard as I can ! Why don't we just write a song about it instead."

"Okay, SAM, I'm NOT telling you again... geez, there's no such thing as ghosts here. They only live in Australia!!! It's probably just a donut, or something."

"I have a great idea... go get the cow."

"Push it closer to the edge. That way, if it doesn't fly , it can land on the toothpaste."

SAM with a pickle, some peanut butter and a cow???

Do I even want to know?

The Chinook Wind ~ Straight Jacket Optional

2010-01-09T15:10:00.004-07:00

Mother Nature has a sense of humour, and it's called the Chinook.
For those of you ~~cursed~~ blessed to live in Southern Alberta, you know of which I speak.
To those unfamiliar with the Chinook, it is a beautiful warm wind that blows in during the winter, and can turn -30 into T-shirt weather in a matter of a few hours.

One of the most striking features is the chinook arch, which is a band of clouds caused by air rippling over the mountains . They can also create stunning sunrises and sunsets. It's absolutely awsome to see.
It's a wonderful, strange event that most Albertan's look forward to. It's our little reprieve from a long and nasty winter.

(insert Ooooh's and Ahhhh's here)

We pray for this day, we yearn for it, we celebrate it's arrival ~ and then
. . . WE ALL GO FRICKEN CRAZY!!!
Like I said,
Mother Nature ~~is a bitch~~ has a sense of humour.
What do you mean? You may be asking yourself... cuz so far, everything seems warm and fuzzy wonderful.

Awesome fact 1. These warm winds have been documented to cause insomnia.

Awesome fact 2. The legendary wind has been blamed for causing people to act strangely - even to go mad.

Awesome fact 3. It's not unusual to hear people say the Chinook gives them a severe headache, or migraine.

Awesome fact 4. Highly strung people may begin to shake or fidget

Awesome fact 5. Susceptible people may suffer nervous disorders

Awesome fact 6. Chinook winds can also increase hositle behaviour do to the change in barametric pressure.

Awesome fact 7. Studies have shown an increase in erratic behaviour in people suffering from mental disorders.

Awesome fact 8. This has also been known to affect local wildlife,

and domestic animals as well...

So, there ya have it. I'm gonna kick back, strap myself in, and enjoy the melting snow. Maybe I'll watch a good movie....

Life 2 Us - Two thumbs Up

2010-01-08T15:31:00.002-07:00

Okay, so if you haven't been to my Cool Site of the Day, then you MUST go there now! I'll wait here.

This is the brain child of a very dear, absolutely uber talented blogger ~ Nancy at If Evolution Really Works.... She is a very kind, and hysterically funny lady. Her posts are always unique and refreshing. I try to never miss one!
Then on top of an already brilliant blog, she came up with Life 2 Us . An absolutely wonderful community website for mom bloggers of all kinds. There is something for everyone, and it gives us a chance to connect with, and learn from each other. I cannot RAVE about this site enough.
So, go there now, join the community and enjoy...

I was feeling very honoured the other day when I noticed that I was one of the featured blogs. How cool is that??
Thank you so much Nancy.
I "heart" you!

Back to School, SAM, and the hockey helmet

2010-01-04T12:01:00.005-07:00

Trin: Mommy, don't look until I'm all dressed and ready to go.

Me: Okay. (please don't wear your brown tights with the stripes, please don't wear your brown tights with the stripes. 3 days in a row now!!)

Trin: I'm ready, Mom. How do I look??

<------ (brown, striped tights)
(Day 4)

Me: What's with the hockey helmet?

Trin: "Oh, that's in case Sam kisses me too hard and I fall down."

Me: Go change your tights.

Trin: Umm.... No.

Me: (sigh) Okay.

This year, I'm picking my battles.
SAM may very well be laughing too hard at the helmet/tank-top combo to bother kissing her!

Sunday Rerun ~ Six Dollar Breakdown

2010-01-03T00:17:00.002-07:00

I'm totally slacking off today,
and seeings how I've decided that the New Year isn't going to officially begin until Monday, I think it is perfectly acceptable to be lazy one more day.

So, here it is... after numerous comments, and requests from several readers (and one in particular), I am re-posting my infamous meltdown in the hospital parkade this spring.
Enjoy!

Six Dollar Breakdown

Ahhh... the Hospital Parkade. A wonderful place, very convienient.... until you try to leave!

After an exhausting day waiting to see my specialist... Trinity by my side, we're both tired and hungry... it went something like this ~

3:00 ~ Take my ticket to the booth on level 4 (have to pay first before leaving) . Cant find "bank card"... searching, searching - nope.

Tell attendant that I have to go to my car to get my "BANK CARD". She says she will keep the ticket till I get back. I say "okay". We are parked on level 2 - at the END of the parkade ( furthest spot you can get from the door) We take the stairs - a healthy choice.

3:07 ~ back to the booth. Wait in big line up. Get to window.... SAME GIRL says to me as I hand her said "BANK CARD".... "oh sorry, we don't take interact" She smiles ~ I did not. She then suggests that I use the atm in the hospital to get cash (this idea apparently escaped at our first meeting) Nevertheless, this pisses me off, but I say nothing. She says she will keep my ticket until I get back. I say, "okay".....and head back to the hospital.

3:12 ~ arrive at Hospital ATM. Security guard, ATM dude stare blankly at the open metal box. Machine is not working. I ask if there is another one... "I dunno" is the only reply. I bit my top lip. Trinity starts in AGAIN about how "super hungry she is"... we had just waited 2 hours to see my specialist. I tell her to wait for a bit.. I ask Information Booth lady if there is another machine .... she simply says..." nope" then goes back to talking to her friend. I rolled my eyes at her, and she says to ME...... "you're welcome" with a sneer. I point to her and say.... " YA KNOW WHAT???? TODAY IS NOT THE DAY" and stomp away.

3:17 ~ Back in line at pay booth. My turn. I explain the machine is not working. SAME GIRL says.... "if you have your driver's licence, I can write you a ticket and you have 5 days to pay"
..... MY DRIVERS LICENCE IS IN MY FUCKING CAR!!!!!!! I choose not to say this to her.
Instead, I simply say 'we'll be back'

Off we go, back to the car. We, again, take the stairs - healthy and all. As we are walking Trinity trips and falls, hurting her foot. It's bruises instantly and she is wailing. I pick her up with one good arm and attempt to carry her the rest of the way..... she is being very brave. We get to the car ~ I decide to search my purse and ashtray and manage to scrounge up the 6 bucks I need to get the hell out of there. I mean, sticky nickels and dimes, I did not care. .... we drive to level 4, find a parking spot nice and close... go back to the booth.

3:23 ~ Wait in line, .... again. SAME GIRL. I give her my money. She gives me my validated ticket. All is good. "Yay, Mommy"

3:25 ~ drive to exit. Insert ticket into booth. Nothing happens.... SAYS I STILL OWE $1.50. WONT RAISE THE BAR, WONT GIVE ME BACK MY TICKET. Push "HELP" button ..... dial tone... then, busy signal.

3:26 ~ left eye starts to twitch.

3:37 ~ I bang my head against the steering wheel a few times, then back out of the lane... and start ~~screeching through~~ circling the parkade for another spot so I can return to my new friend at the pay booth. Trinity is hysterical at this point, thinking we are trapped in there "FOREVER"... I try to remain calm as we stand in line.

3:29 ~ get to window. SAME GIRL. She looks at me funny... I tell her the ticket isn't working and the arm wont come up. She suggests that I try the other machine, 2 levels down - and if it doesnt work there, that I should press the help button !!!!!!

3;30 I feel my knees lock, my nostrils flare.... I say "Um.. nooooo. I no longer have the ticket. It wouldn't give it back." She says... "oh, well that's probably because you ran out of time since I validated it. It only gives you 10 min, and that was a half and hour ago." I finally let 'er rip, and say "I FUCKING KNOW THAT...."

3:32 ~Sensing that I am annoyed at this point, her supervisor comes over (finally - asshole) and gives her a special card. He tells her to follow my car to the machine and override the arm so I can leave.

3:35 ~ THANK YOU MISTER FUCKING SUPERVISOR GUY

..... Sometime around 4;00, while driving on the deerfoot I start to shake. Left eye starts twitching again. Pain in chest. Pull car over and cry. Update facebook status, cause that was the important thing to do.... have mild breakdown, then took trinity for Pizza.

Good times....

2009 - Through Trinity's eyes

2010-01-02T14:45:00.003-07:00

Make a Smilebox slideshow

A heads up... it's a long one. I didn't realize how many great moments there were last year.
So, Kudo's to those of you who watched it all... and I won't hold it against anyone else if you don't make it through to the end !! LOL

Dear 2010 ~ Happy New Year

2010-01-01T12:52:00.004-07:00

Dear, 2010

First of all, Thank you for the beautiful blue moon last night, but the -30 that went with it was competely unneccesary. Not sure what you were thinking there, but . . .

Thanks so much as well for the lovey head cold I woke up to this morning (the sore throat was a nice touch). I understand that the pnuemonia and broken arm last year were not your fault, but cut a girl some slack!! Check the paperwork from last year ~ I'm sure it's all there somewhere.

Oh, and just for the record ~ Your younger brothers, '08 and '09 SUCK!

I also understand that losing my house from a flood, financial ruin, and loss of a sucessful business I put my heart and soul in were also not your fault... but if you could please keep all natural disasters at bay this year it would be greatly appriciated.

You've got a huge job ahead of you if you're gonna make things right with the world. You've got starving children all over the world, genocide in the Sudan that still needs to be cleaned up, terrorism, Afganistan (don't get me started) , health care reform, swine flu, etc, but let's start small shall we. Example:

THIS . . .
< -----

NEEDS
TO
HAPPEN.

Maybe you could make a little switcheroo, and bring back Mother Teresa, or the like... that, in my humble opinion, would make much more sense. Thank you.

So, as for the head cold, and pounding migrane due to the fact you cannot make up your mind on the weather....2010, if that's how you're gonna play me this year, you're "MESSIN' WITH THE WRONG CHICK!!"
After last year, and all your ~~bullshit~~ character building experiences, I'm ready for all you can throw at me.

Sincerely,
M.

P.S.
Also, to my annonymous new friends who think I have access to a penis ~ how you managed to leave me a nice Viagra comment, despite the word verification is nothing but mindboggling.
If our friend, 2010, deciedes to allow me access to a penis, you'll be the first to know!!
Thank you.

New Years Eve - That's a wrap!!!!

2009-12-31T02:23:00.011-07:00

What did you do in 2009 that you haven't done since having a child?
Showered 2 days in a row

Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
Okay... let's get something straight. New Year's resolutions = setting myself up for failure.
So, NO and NO.
Did anyone close to you give birth?
Yes, the gophers that live on the hill behind my house.
Did anyone close to you die?
Yes, two goldfish and a butt ugly sucker fish. Seriously, how long does a five year old cry over a "dead-fish"???
What countries did you visit?
None. I never leave the house.
What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009?

What dates from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
The time I showered two days in a row,
The time I slept through the night.
What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Living to see this day
What was your biggest failure?
Bahahahaha, not gonna answer that one.
Did you suffer illness or injury?
Broke my humerous in half last February, which is NOT so HUMOROUS at all. Took 7 months to heal, 5 months of physio and a years worth of really good painkillers to use it again properly.

Whose behavior merited celebration?
Trinity's fundraising efforts for Breast Cancer
Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Trinity's need to express that I am a JERK!!! (LOL)
Where did most of your money go?
Bills ( Le sigh)
What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Sleeping through the night, and yep...... showering two days in a row!!
What song will always remind you of 2009?
Kidz Bop version of "Like Whoa" aka "rollercoaster ride"...
(will shoot myself if I EVER hear that song again!)
Compared to this time last year, are you: (a) happier or sadder? (b) thinner or fatter? (c) richer or poorer?
Happier(pain killers), way thinner (stress), and much poorer, but don't really care about the money on account of the fact that I have good drugs, and i'm skinnier!!!
What do you wish you’d done more of?

What do you wish you’d done less of?
Listening to Kidz Bop CD's and watching Spongebob
How did you spend Christmas?
In a fog of sleep depravation with Trinity and her Dad. Oh, and starting a fight with her Dad's brother during Christmas dinner.
Did you fall in love in 2009?
LMAO..... Wooo, that's funny.
What was your favorite TV program?
Anything that didn't have Spongebob in it.
Do you hate anyone now that you did not hate this time last year?
Spongebob
What was the best book you read?
LOL.... a book?? Like, a real book; with chapters and everything???
What was your greatest musical discovery?
That the "Little People" actually made a Christmas CD

What did you want and get?
One word ~ Pyjama's....
What did you want and not get?
A wife
What was your favorite film of this year?
Anything that didn't have Spongebob in it.
What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I turned 41. I can't remember what I did ~ OMG I seriously can't remember!!!
What would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?

AND

But, Seriously...
I had a great year, despite the ups and downs we all face. I truly feel blessed everyday of my life for all that I have, all the wonderful friends and family who make everything worth while, and for the amazing young lady Trinity is growing into everyday. This year was filled with amazing experiences too numerous to mention.
Life is good.

Wishing all of you a very Happy New Year filled with laughter and love.
I really do have some of the best followers, and I am so thankful for all the wonderful people I have met along the way!!! Thank you for making my bloggy world so much fun.
And so, my friends, I leave you with this:

Every new year people make resolutions to change aspects of themselves they believe are negative. A majority of people revert back to how they were before and feel like failures.
This year I challenge you to a new resolution.
I challenge you to just be yourself.
~ Aisha Elderwyn

See ya all next year!!!!

The 12 Fails of Christmas

2009-12-30T18:04:00.000-07:00

Thought I would take a few minutes to bring you all up to speed.
In keeping with the theme, "Things I would never do"
Here's my version of
Things we "didn't" do at Christmas

1) I never ate all the christmas cookies, then had to run to the corner store at 9:00 on Christmas eve to buy a pack of powdered donuts to leave for "Santa". He did however, leave Trinity a note saying they were his favorite, so all was good.

2) I never told Trinity that McDonald's was closed for the holidays.

3) I also never told Trinity that her new Hanna Montana Concert Stage (complete with songs, cheers from screaming girls, and flashing lights) ran out of batteries. ~ Sorry Mama Connie, I needed a break.

4) In a mad rush to get ready for Christmas morning , I definately did NOT sweep the floor and then push it under the rug and couch until later in the day.

5) I did buy Trinity some of her favority candy treats for her stocking. What I did NOT do on Christmas Eve was change my mind, and keep half of them for myself. I also did not eat all of the "said candy" that night before I went to bed.

6) I did not leave my Christmas shopping until the last minute, like all the other years before.

7) I did not leave a load of laundry in the washer for 4 days, only to wonder what that awful smell was on the 5th day.

8) I did not open a package of shortbread cookies from my stepmother, and then eat them ALL on the way home.

9) I definately did not say something inappropriate and stupid during Christmas dinner, and inadvertenlty start world war 3, between members of Trinity's extended family.

10) I did not spend the rest of the night in tears because of saying something out of line to someone I care about.

11) I would never think about telling Trinity that Santa is coming in the morning to take all the toys back if she calls me a jerk one more time!!!

12) I most certainly would never, ever run out of batteries for the camera which would result in having only one picture taken Christmas morning.

Happy Holidays!!! ;)

Happy Holidays Everyone

2009-12-30T13:39:00.005-07:00

OMG!!!! Worlds WORST blogger checking in, finally!

Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas!
Can't believe how much time has gone by since my last post. I guess the Season took over and my blog was neglected. Lots of "blogworthy" stuff to post. . . and can't wait to catch up with all of you.

Will post something new soon.
Missing all of you sooo much ♥

Michele

Sunday Rerun

2009-12-13T12:26:00.001-07:00

Here is an earlier post of mine... just had to share it one more time!!

A Child’s Mind

Eyes open wide
In wonderment
The children pressed against
The classroom window
I told them to sit down

John said, But Miss!
A star has fallen in our field
Ï saw no star

Till bending down to child height
There, in the grass
I glimpsed the dazzling light
A Star?

A piece of broken jam-jar
Catching the rays of a low January sun.
Educationally, it would have been sound
To follow up with a lesson
On how the glass reflects the sunlight

I couldn’t
To forty children
Who had just seen a star
- Author Unknown

I want pickles... and you're still a jerk!!!

2009-12-11T19:42:00.003-07:00

Yes, it's true... I'm still a jerk!
What have I done to earn this coveted title, you may ask?
Well, let me tell you:

Imagine, if you will, a mere 16 minutes after supper ~ (a supper Trinity refused to eat becuase I didn't make the broccolli like daddy does) she decides that pickles would be good. Why??
"Mommy, I"M STARVING"
Well, you should have eaten your supper then.
But MOMMY... I'm SOOOOOO hungry. I could eat the whole earth!
The whole earth hey?
I WANT PICKLES!!! Puh-leez can I have some pickles???
No.

You're a JERK!! (screamed this in my ear, no less)
I know, you told me yesterday. Now, go to your room.

She stomped upstairs like a teenager who couldn't go the mall!!
Stomp, stomp, stomp. SLAM!
10 minutes later, she was asleep (in her clothes) .

The next morning. . . for breakfast?
I gave her pickles.

"You're a JERK!!! "

Christmas light show

2009-12-11T19:15:00.000-07:00

Somebody really, really loves Christmas!!!
There's a few vid's like this on the internet these days, this one blew me away!!

This is amazing !!

Portable North Pole

2009-12-10T11:06:00.000-07:00

This is amazing! A personalized video from Santa!!
How cool is that???

Enjoy
Portable North Pole

These boots are made for walkin'

2009-12-09T08:32:00.001-07:00

It was a day.

I was called a "Jerk" by my sweet, loving, miracle baby, let's donate money to cancer, I hate Santa, can I haz cookies now, thoughtful, love of my life, angel I call Trinity.
A JERK ~ people!!!!!
She called me a JERK ~ twice!!!
All I can say is I'm glad I did "not" eat all her candy.

Next up, we're running late, which "never" happens in our house ~ ever! I frantically run out to start the car. Nothing. Click, click, click. It's only like -135 degrees celsius ( that's - 4000 for my american friends) I shouldn't have to plug it in, right??
After a mild panic attack. My only option was to (gasp) walk the block and a half to school ( uphill both ways, of course). Then, do the trek all over again 3 hours later. Yes, I really do drive my car a block and a half to school.

~ Then, while layering up for the long hike, I decide it may be wise to wear something warmer than running shoes, so I quickly grab my winter boots out of the garage (where my car should be) . Something felt funny under my big toe. No time to check... must get loving daughter to school.

Get home, check said boots, and what falls out (to my horror) ~ wait for it...... a giant, scrunched up, Spider! NOT EVEN KIDDING! I mean, it was huge. HUGE, I tell ya!!!

Okay, maybe not big as a german shepard huge, but still.....

Note to self: Next year, when pulling out a pair of smelly footwear, check for dead gigantic insects. Or better yet, plug in your dumb-ass car, and wear flip-flops all year round!!!

Canada ~ Come Naked

2009-12-08T00:20:00.014-07:00

Now that Vancouver has won the chance to host the 2010 Winter Olympics, these are some questions people from all over the world are asking.

Believe it or not these questions about Canada were posted on an International Tourism Website.
Obviously the answers are a joke ( or are they??? ) , but the questions were really asked!

Q: I have never seen it warm on Canadian TV, so how do the plants grow? ( England )
A. We import all plants fully grown and then just sit around and watch them die.

Q: Will I be able to see Polar Bears in the street? ( USA )
A: Depends on how much you've been drinking..

Q: I want to walk from Vancouver to Toronto - can I follow the Railroad tracks?(Sweden)
A: Sure, it's only Four thousand miles, take lots of water.

Q: Is it safe to run around in the bushes in Canada ? (Sweden )
A: So it's true what they say about Swedes.

Q: Are there any ATM's (cash machines) in Canada ? Can you send me a list of them in Toronto , Vancouver , Edmonton and Halifax ? ( England )
A: No, but you'd better bring a few extra furs for trading purposes.

Q: Can you give me some information about hippo racing in Canada ? ( USA )
A: A-fri-ca is the big triangle shaped continent south of Europe, Ca-na-da is that big country to your North...oh forget it. Sure, the hippo racing is every Tuesday night in Calgary Come naked.

Q: Which direction is North in Canada ? ( USA )
A: Face south and then turn 180 degrees Contact us when you get here and we'll send the rest of the directions.

Q: Can I bring cutlery into Canada ? ( England )
A: Why? Just use your fingers like we do.

Q: Can you send me the Vienna Boys' Choir schedule? ( USA )
A: Aus-t ri-a is that quaint little country bordering Ger-man-y, which is...oh forget it. Sure, the Vienna Boys Choir plays every Tuesday night in Vancouver and in Calgary , straight after the hippo races. Come naked.

Q: Do you have perfume in Canada ? ( Germany )
A: No, WE don't stink..

Q: I have developed a new product that is the fountain of youth. Where can I sell it in Canada ? ( USA )
A: Anywhere significant numbers of Americans gather.

Q: Can you tell me the regions in British Columbia where the female population is smaller than the male population? (Italy )
A: Yes, gay nightclubs.

Q: Do you celebrate Thanksgiving in Canada ? ( USA )
A: Only at Thanksgiving.

Q: Are there supermarkets in Toronto and is milk available all year round? ( Germany )
A: No, we are a peaceful civilization of Vegan hunter/gathers. Milk is illegal.

Q: I have a question about a famous animal in Canada , but I forget its name. It's a kind of big horse with horns. ( USA )
A: It's called a Moose. They are tall and very violent, eating the brains of anyone walking close to them. You can scare them off by spraying yourself with human urine before you go out walking.

(Yes, this is a regular sized, single car dirt road.
Yes, they are that big!!)

Q: Will I be able to speak English most places I go? (USA )
A: Yes, but you will have to learn it first.

Not Me Monday

2009-12-07T14:54:00.006-07:00

Okay... I just stumbled across this fantastic Meme. I don't normally do these, but I think this one is a keeper. If you decide to play along, let me know. . . I wanna laugh at your expense too!!

Over at MckMama (go there now, I'll wait) she is the creator of Not Me Mondays. This is where we get to share all the things we would "NEVER" do, or didn't do. It's hysterically funny! So, I thought I would give it a go, and air some dirty laundry ... (in case any of you thought I was perfect) !!! HA
All you have to do to play is visit her site, grab the button, and add your name to the Mcklinky list.

1.) I did "not" eat all of Trinity's lick-a-stick candys last night while blogging, and then tell her this morning they must have fallen out of the bag on the way home.

2.) I did "not" let her eat a candy cane for breakfast last week, because I had a headache and could not get out of bed right away.

3.) I would "not" sleep in my pjyama's, then wear them all day for two days in a row. That's just disgusting, I would "never" do such a thing. I have my pride.

4.) I did "not" pull a sweater for Trinity from the dirty laundry pile, sniff it, check for pieces of food, then tell her it was from the clean pile.

5.) I would "never" forget about garbage day for two weeks in a row, and then have 6 bags piling up in my garage.

6.) I would "never" let my child eat a bowl of cereal on the floor without a spoon, simply because she has morphed into CottonTail the bunny.

7.) I would "never" tell Trinity that I will SHAVE HER HEAD BALD if she freaks out one more time over her hair in the morning.

8.) And I certainly did "not" procrastinate all weekend about laundry, cleaning bathrooms, and the like. I am a "get-'er-done kinda girl. My house is totally spotless, all the time. And I always know where everything is.

There ya have it. Oh, there's more, but I do "not" anticipate being anything less than perfect this week, so I'm gonna save the rest for later ;)

Flashback

2009-12-07T09:27:00.005-07:00

Just a little something I wanted to share.
You might remember this summer I had a garage sale. A few friends got together and hosted one at my place as a fundraiser for breast cancer. We also had a bake sale at the same time. My friend, her sister, and mother KNOCKED themselves out baking for this special event. It was a huge success.

Trinity wanted to do a lemonade stand, and cookies. So, we baked some butterfly cookies and sold lemonade that day as well. Long story short, she decided to donate all of her money ($25) to the "sore boobies" as well. Word got around, and people starting matching her donation. It was called "Trinity's Lemonade Challenge"
She raised just over $500 for breast cancer. It was overwhelming. The local paper got wind of this, and did a story on her. You can read it HERE .

The story ran, but they didn't have room for the pictures that they took, which disappointed Trinity terribly. The journalist who wrote the story was kind enough to send me copies of the pics. So, thought I would share them with you.

(photos courtesy Covy Moore, City View)

Milk Meltdown

2009-12-06T00:36:00.023-07:00

Trinity and I had a complete meltdown last night.
Yes, both of us. (but SHE totally started it!!!)

It's close to bedtime, we need milk.
The car is covered in snow from last nights storm. The wind is still blowing, it's bitter and cold. And for the love of all things warm and sunny, the stupid windows need brushing off .
This, my friends, I hate doing more than any other thing in this world ~ seriously. I will actually sit in my car and WAIT for the ice to melt, rather than forcing myself back out to spend the 2.5 seconds it takes to scrape ... but, I digress.

Before I go further, some background : if you ever met my daughter you would notice one thing right away ~ SHE NEVER STOPS TALKING!!!! ~ ever! Has to verbalize EVERY SINGLE THOUGHT IN HER HEAD. She is amazingly sweet, smart, and funny; and I do love listening to her ideas and thoughts, but there are limits, like; while I'm showering, or taking a pee, or scraping windows in the bitter cold.

But alas, as soon as I got out of the car, she opens her door and starts asking me a question. I'm already pissed off about the window thing, and the blowing snow, and a million other things about the day... this sends me over the edge.
And off she goes a rambling ...

"Mommy....?"
Not right now. Close the door.
"MOMMY?. . . MOMMY??? I really NEED to tell you something. Can you go and ...."
It's gonna have to wait Trinity. Close the car door. I'll be right there.
"... get Sadie for me... she's all alone in my room."

I cant hear you right now, the wind is too loud. Close the door. It's gonna have to wait! (OMG, she seriously just asked me to go get her doll ...)
". . . but, MOMMY??? "
Cant hear you! Close the door. ( not listening... la, la, la, la)
"(sharply now)MOMMY! .... Seriously, I really need her. She is all alone in my room. (insert whiny voice here) I can hear her crying for me. Listen, did you hear that?? That was her, it really, really was. She needs me. Puh - LEEEZ can you just go and ...."
(yelling) TRINITY, ARE YOU ON FIRE?
"no."
ARE YOU BLEEDING?
"no"
THEN CLOSE THE CAR DOOR!!! ( did I just say that 3 octaves higher than my natural voice??)

All I can hear now is muffled screams, and endless kicking. I know she is kicking because the car is shaking. At this point, I'm not sure what happened inside my brain, but my left eye started to twitch (always the left eye ~ weird) I don't know about the rest of you, but have you ever become INSTANTLY FURIOUS??

I got back in the car, and tried to hold on to what little control of my emotions I had left. She was still screaming for Sadie. For a quick second I thought about going back in, ~~getting the damn thing, lighting in on fire, and stuffing it in a snowbank~~ bringing her down just to stop the screaming. Instead, I did the unthinkable:
I told her ~ NO! (Oh, imagine the horror )
That was it, just flat out "NO". Ususally, I give her an explanation, let her know I understand how she feels, but I couldn't do it this time.
Then it was my turn to freak out!! I demanded her to stop screaming (which was totally insane because I was screaming louder than her), or I was calling Santa as soon as we got home!!!

"Go ahead, do it. Santa's dumb anyway. You don't even know his number!!!! Besides, he'll just go to Daddy's house instead. SO THERE"

At this point (and I'll spare you the details) I actually began to argue with a 5 year old as to whether or not I could get ahold of Santa. I don't know who sounded more stupid .
She screamed louder, she kicked, she whined, she threw out stuff like, "you're not my mommy anymore", "I hate milk, " I hate Santa, "I hate Christmas", "I'm going to go live with daddy" (can we drop you off now?) , "Baby Sadie doesn't like you anymore" ( mutual) " I'm NEVER talking to you again" (that sounds kinda nice),
. . . and my personal favorite "you're STUPID"
Now, I've been called alot of things in my 40 some odd years, but that did it for me. I instantly cranked up the music to drown out her temper tantrum, ~~and the voices in my head telling me to dispose of baby Sadie~~, drove to the store, got milk, and came home; all without saying a word.
She never stopped screaming and kicking the entire time!!
Then, I march her upstairs, point to her pjama's and say (freakishly slow)

"Put... them... on, now"
"Mommy? "
Uh-huh?
"I love you to the sun and the moon and back"
"I love you too. Put on your pyjama's/"
"Mommy? "
"Yes?"
"Are you mad?"
No, I'm very disappointed in your behaviour. (Yes, I'm freakin mad. Of course I'm freakin' mad. I don't ever remember being this freakin mad. In fact, there's a good chance I might never be THIS freakin mad again.)
"You look really mad."
I'm not.
"Then why are you talking so weird?"
We'll discuss it in the morning.
"Are you sure you're not mad?"
Yes.
"Um..., Mommy???"
(sigh) Yes??
" Well, if you're not mad anymore, can I have my milk and cookies now?"
and then she gave me this face

You're kidding right?

A Lovely little snow day!!1

2009-12-05T02:22:00.006-07:00

There is one crazy ass storm blowing through my little corner of the world.
In the words of a 5 yr old classmate of Trinity's today
"I haven't seen a blizzard like this in YEARS !!!"
Your Weather: Isn't this weather lovely? - The Weather Network

Seriously though, the wind is gusting so hard, it's shaking the house.
Call me weird, but I love it! I love any kind of "severe" weather.
Funny thing is, I live in southern Alberta ~ which means in a couple of days
one our famous chinooks will blow in, and we'll all be running around in t-shirts !!!
Hopefully the storm will end soon, or I fear the whole city will be buried in the stuff by morning.
And I simply do not have enough Hot chocolate and Bailey's to last until someone could dig me out!!! (ya know, the important stuff to have on hand during any crisis) LOL

A Mom Moment

2009-12-05T01:17:00.001-07:00

This post is for all the wonderful "MOMS" out there. You know who you are !!!!
I recieved an email today from a dear friend, and one of the best mom's I know. Thought I would pass it along. Thank you, Lisa D. I "heart" you...

MOTHERS

Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils

Are probably in the sandbox.

Real Mothers often have sticky floors,

Filthy ovens and happy kids.

Real Mothers know that dried play dough

Doesn't come out of carpets.

Real Mothers don't want to know what

The vacuum just sucked up.

Real Mothers sometimes ask 'Why me?'
And get their answer when a little voice says, 'Because I love you best.'

Real Mothers know that a child's growth
Is not measured by height or years or grades.....
It is marked by the progression of Mommy to Mom to Grandma...

The Images of Mother
4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mommy can do anything!
8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mom knows a lot! A whole lot!
12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know quite everything.
14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either.
16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned.
18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date!
25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit!
35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mom's opinion
45 YEARS OF AGE - Wonder what Mom would have thought about it?
65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mom.

Inconsistency. Is there an Award for that??

2009-12-03T23:24:00.010-07:00

Seriously people, it's getting a little frustrating how life just keeps cutting into my blogging time!

Some kind of weird creative block is taking over my brain. I DONT LIKE IT ONE BIT!!
I'm sitting here, fingers on the keyboard and then........ NOTHING. I got nuthin'
Well, I shouldn't say, "nothing". Lots has been going on that would make great posts, but I can't bring myself to sit and write about them in detail.

Like, for instance; Good ole' S-A-M is up to his usual "kissy face" antics. They are getting married, but not until they're older ~ like, grade 2 or something. Lord help me!

And then there was the trip to the Dollar Store (which was almost as funny as http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/, but I will save that for another day.

Or, the fact that Trinity's list for Santa is now 4 pages long. Everytime she sits down to watch TV, she gets out her pen and paper, and waits for the commercials; poised and ready to write. Hysterical.

Or, the time I checked my hope chest last weekend, found my baby book with a family tree filled out, and found out that my great, great grandmother's name was AMELIA! (still reeling from that one)

Or, tonight we had a bubble bath together and she farted in the tub. We giggled at this, and continued playing for a couple of minutes when I noticed something floating in the water just below my left knee. At first, I just thought it was a piece of .... I don't know what. So, I attempted to grab it with my FINGERS ~ WITH MY FINGERS, people!!!
I fished around, caught it, and began squashing it in an attempt to identify the UFO (unknown floating object). Then ever so slowly my brain caught up with what was going on. YUP, it was a little piece of "poop". I'll just leave it at that.

So, suffice to say the material is there ~ Maybe I'll just stick to point form for now.

But, despite my absence I did manage to win a couple of AWARDS from a fellow bloggers.
The first one is from Ali, over at The Balancing Act of One Chic Mommy . If you haven't been to visit her yet, then you should go there right away.... I'll wait. She is a wonderful lady, with a great style all her own. I always look forward to her posts. Thank you so much Ali for my award, and for thinking that my blog is "heartfelt". How awsome is that???

I will make sure to pass this award along in tomorrow's post.
There are so many blogs that I feel are heartfelt as well, it's gonna be tough only picking a few.

The next one is from another fellow bloggy friend that I absolutely adore. Her name is Janie, and you can find her at Life not Wasted or Lost . She is an amazing woman, grandmother, art teacher, writer... the list goes on. Her spirit, and love for her family is inspiring. If you get a chance, make sure to stop by and visit her.
Thank you, Lisa. I "heart" you too !!!

Thousand Word Thursday ( a day late )

2009-11-27T01:15:00.000-07:00

Here's my "Thousand Word Thursday"...
one of my all time favorite pic's

Happy Thanksgiving

2009-11-25T22:57:00.001-07:00

For all my very special, American Bloggy Friends out there... I just want to wish you all the very Best Thanksgiving Ever!!

The turkeys are breathing easy tonight, up here in the Great White North....

Have a great day!!!

And for all my Canadian Bloggy Friends...

Happy Thursday!!!

Peanut Butter Cookies and Reincarnation

2009-11-25T00:44:00.014-07:00

It was getting late. Trinity was freshly bathed, in her Sponge-Bob
pyjama's, and I, in my Betty Boop's.
The bedtime snack is usually milk and cookies. I absolutely love this part of the day, because it means ~~that very soon, I will have the house to myself~~ some great snuggle time for her and I.
All is calm, all is peaceful.

She is making herself some chocolate milk, while I open the cookie jar to find, much to our horror, it's empty. Neither of us can remember who ate the last one, so we just stood there, giving each other the "suspicious eye".

Quick thinker that I am. . . I decide we have time to make a quick batch of peanut butter cookies before bed. Nothing like warm, fresh, peanut butter cookies. Now, before you go all "Wow, Michele, you're so amazing" on me ~ Let me clarify. . . I turn on the oven, rip open a package, then dump and stir.
I do not "make" anything.

Trinity loves to crack eggs; and she's pretty good at it. So, there we were, cracking eggs, telling knock-knock jokes (oh, puh-leeez tell me when that phase will end? Or at least when they will start making sense!) Then all of a sudden, right out of the blue,

"Momma, do you know what my favorite cookie to bake is? "
"No, Darlin. What is your favorite?" ( and when the hell did you decide to start calling me "MOMMA")
"Oatmeal Raisin"
"Oh, really... when did you make oatmeal raisin cookies? ( WTF? you don't even like raisins!)
"Oh, ya know, when I was Rosa's mommy, we used to make them all the time."
"I'm sorry, when you were. . . who?" ( I'm sorry, when you were . . . who?)
"When I was a mommy before I came here: This IS my third time, ya know."
"Oh, I didn't know that. Three times, hey?" ( Um.... this could be a good blog post)
"Yep, three times. Did you know that when we die, we come back in someone else's tummy?"
"Oh, really? Who told you that?" (It better not be SAM !!!! )
"Nobody TOLD me, I just know. Pfft, everybody knows that. Sometimes you get to stay in the same family, but sometimes you can switch"
"Oh, I see. That's soo cool. " ( Wha?? Why couldn't you have said, SAM?)
"Yep. Don't you remember? Last time, I was your grandma, but you weren't you... you were Amelia."
"No sweetie, I"m sorry. I don't remember being, Amelia. But, I bet you were an awesome grandma."
"It's okay, it was a long time ago."

And that was that, and nothing more.
We ate our peanut butter cookies, nice and warm. Washed them down with some milk, and now she is fast asleep.
I, however, am sitting here, still trying to get the hair on the back
of my neck to stop tingling.

The Tooth

2009-11-22T15:32:00.003-07:00

As promised, here is a quick pic of Trinity's missing tooth; for which she is soooo proud
~ and so am I (although, NOT "new computer" kind of proud)

Also, I know how much we all hate the "comment verification" thing, but I

was getting alot of spammy stuff for viagra (of all things), had to change my

settings for a while. Sorry everybody.

Side note to the spammers: I do not have a penis, nor do I have access

to a penis, at the present time.

If my circumstances ever change, like, for example: If I ever spontaneously

grow one, or have opportunity to come in direct contact with one, I will

contact YOU at that time. Thank you.

Face Paint Palooza

2009-11-22T00:37:00.004-07:00

Saturday nights are not what they used to be.....

. . . and I wouldn't have it any other way!!!

The Abyss - it's a long way down

2009-11-21T03:40:00.002-07:00

Seriously... I don't even know where to start!

I'm soooo ashamed.

It's been like, what??? Forever, since my last post.   I have missed the Blogging world, and all of you so much, I really can't put it into words.

I'll give you the condensed version...
Managed to catch a little bug called " H1N1" ???
Perhaps you may have heard of it . . .
So, ya. There's me, all sicker than EVER. Which, of course, developed into pnuemonia.
Good times, people. Good times ; )

One morning, I was sooo sick, and so drained; I gave Trinity a donut for breakfast!!
Oh yeah, Mommy of the Year Award is comin' my way. I can feel it.

Needless to say, I fell behind on everything. . . and the blog (oddly enough) just had to take a back seat.
So, if I have any followers left, just thought I would let you all know that I'M BACK, and it feels good.
Can't wait to read all of your blogs, and do some much needed catching up.

Lot's has happened in my absence. Halloween (which I still haven't downloaded pictures of yet) was fun for Trinity. She was a vampire for school, then changed her mind for the actual day, and went as a cheerleader at the last minute.
We she scored big time in the candy department,
and ~~I am still~~ she is still making her way through the candy bowl.

More HUGE news (that I also have not downloaded pictures of) is,
she lost her FIRST TOOTH.
Soo, exciting. Bottom left. Fell out at school.
She asked the Tooth Fairy for a computer.
This made the Tooth Fairy laugh, and laugh, and laugh...

She told me the next day, after discovering that the space under her pillow did not contain a new "Dell"
"That's okay, Mommy. . . there's always Santa!! "
Santa, indeed.
Wait a second......... I think I hear him laughing too.

Anyway, gonna keep this one short...
Anxious to get visiting your blogs....

It's good to be back . . .
Michele

Oh, and btw. . . "SAM" is still alive and well, and kissing all the girls.

What about "Sam"

2009-10-21T10:49:00.063-06:00

I'll get right to it...

Yesterday, I was 5 minutes late picking Trin up from Kindergarten. She is waiting in the office with a few other kids who were also waiting for their ~~forgetful~~ busy mothers to come get them.

She is not sitting with the other children though. She is in the staff lounge, "yukin' it up" with the Vice Principal, and one of the third grade teachers. They are laughing. They seem amused.
Instantly, I'm nervous.
I wait for a moment, they glance up at me... and then, sure enough, it happens...
I got the dreaded "wink and smile"
Now, as all you moms know, the "wink and smile" usually means that your sweet child has most likely shared one of your most private and embarassing moments of motherhood.

Trinity see's me, quickly gathers her things, says goodbye to her new "friends"...

"That's quite the little girl you have there" says Mr. Vice Principal guy.
I turn and smile. It's not a real smile, mind you... it's the "oh my gawd what did she say?? " kind of smile.
"Oh yeah, she keeps me laughing". I reply.
"I'll bet"
Yup, right there. There it is. "I'll bet"??? I don't even want to know. START THE CAR!!!

Fast forward ~ driving home:

"So...How was your day?"

"It was just great!"

"Really, what did you do?" (Awww, that's nice. She had a good day.)

"I kissed Sam"

"You did hey?" (SAM??? Again with SAM??? Who the hell is this kid? )

"Ya, he liked it. Then, you know, he kinda like ~ well, he kissed me back"

"Uh huh. I see. Well, who doesn't like kisses hey?" (Let's see how much he likes it when I rip his little lips off and staple them to his Optimus Prime backpack)

"And then, ya know what??? He kissed Maddie too "

"Oh, really." (This kid gets around. Again... who the HELL IS SAM??? Is he that little red-headed kid?... I bet he's the little red-headed kid!!! )

" Yup. Then Maddie kissed him back. And then, I kissed him again. Then Maddie kissed him. Then he kissed Maddie. Then Maddie kissed me, and I kissed her. Then we both kissed Sam again."

"Well, sounds like your day was just a big "kissy-fest". (Sounds like your day was just a big, kissy-fest freakin' ORGY!!!!)

"Yeah. I think I'm going to like this school thing."

"Well, my little kiss-monster, I'm glad you're liking school." ( I wonder how you'll like being homeschooled while chained in the basement till your 30?)

"Can we go McDonalds for supper? "

"I don't see why not." ( Oh good, we're done talking about Sam... )

" Yayayayay... Sam said he's gonna be there."

"Um, no. I forgot. We're having BEANS for supper."

Liz Beans Part deux

2009-10-20T01:00:00.010-06:00

Following my late night post yesterday... the ever inquisitive Trinity woke this
morning with absolutely NO recollection of her ramblings the night before.
Can I get a big "WHEW"!!
And when I suggested BEANS with dinner ~ twice ??
This is what I got

Yup... that's how much she dislikes "beans". Oddly enough she eats them at her
Dad's place, with a smile no less. I think one of them must be a big, fat, liar.

This is also the face that is "NOT TALKING TO ME UNTIL
CHRISTMAS"(again) simply because I asked her please stop feeding
the goldfish bacon bits. Funny.
And that I handled, with a smile.

But this is what totally slayed me today:
Upon picking her up from kindergarten, I ask ( as always)
"How was your day, m' love?" to which she replied, with a quick flip of her hair.

"Aw, ya know... the usual. Everybody loves me"

HUH??

Liz Beans... not that there's anything wrong with that!!

2009-10-19T03:36:00.004-06:00

It's late. Very late.

I'm sitting on my computer, visiting blogs, watching U-tube vid's....

waiting for that damn insomnia fairy to leave me the hell alone ~

just for one night!

When I hear familiar little footsteps shuffle towards my bedroom.

There she is, all squinty eyed with the swagger of a drunken sailer,

trying to navigate her way onto my bed by the light of my computer screen.

As she calls to me with outstretched arms, asking for a snuggle

She starts to ramble, and this is what she says.... I kid you not,

"Mommy??? I just love you so much... when I grow up can we get

married? I thought about this A LOT, and I decided I don't want to marry

Daddy anymore. I want to marry you.

How come we have to marry boys when we get big? Why can't we marry girls?

I think that would be more fun. Boys don't like to play with Barbies, and that's just silly. If we get married, does that make us " Liz beans", cuz that's what Sam at school said."

WHOA, whoa, whooooaaa!!! It's 2:00 in the morning. Wha???

Am I about to have this conversation right now? Where did THIS come from?

Did I hear her right? whajuswhosamithingy? And who the hell is Sam?

She continues... "Mommy, what's a "Liz bean"? Do you have to join a club or something?

I don't like beans, I hope you don't have to eat alot of beans.

I kiss her sweaty little forehead, and tell her that if she wants to marry Mommy, that's just fine.
I don't know why we can't marry girls, but if that's what you decide, then I don't

see why not. Go to sleep now, my love, my little 5YEAR OLD, and we'll talk more

about it... ~~in like,~~ ~~10 years or so. Maybe 9... no less than 8.~~ in the morning.

Now, I'm really WIDE AWAKE.

And headed downstairs for something stronger than freakin' Camomille Tea.

Any suggestions on this one??? I'll be here.... waiting. And praying that she

wakes up and doesn't remember a thing.

Great quote

2009-10-18T17:52:00.002-06:00

I recently found this quote in my travels on Keeping up iwth the Schultz Family .
A great blog, and a great lady as well. This one made me stop and think about the
relationships we build here in the bloggy world too. Just had to share :)

Female friendships that work are relationships in which
women help each other belong to themselves.

~Louise Bernikow

Bog Awards... they're everwhere!!!!

2009-10-18T13:17:00.073-06:00

Wow... I have been such a slacker on my posting the last couple of days!!!

Thanks so much for all the "comment love" !!

I forgot to add, that she was TOTALLY FARTING on her dad in that

picture!!

ALSO.... recieved 2 more awards from fellow bloggy friends this weekend!

How cool is that.... :) Could I BE more appriciative ~ probably not.

Thank you SOOO very much to my friend at "Deal"ightfully Frugal for

another one of these:

She has one of the best money saving blogs out there. And her posts about "life in general"

always make me smile. She is a very special lady ~ Sooo sweet, and I absolutely

love her site!!! If you haven't checked her out, go there now!!

The second award comes from my friend and loyal follower, EcoMeg . She also has one

of the best blogs out there for "going green" and parenting. Her site is filled

with all kinds of amazing stuff. A lot of time, effort, and love goes into all that

she does. Definately check her out. I absolutely love her !!! And she was kind

enough to give me another one of these!!! (wow)

So, I'm suppose to tell about "10 Honest things about me". This makes me go...

Hmmmm. But here goes,

1. I LOVE cookies. Could live on cookies.
2. I have more Pyjamas’ than any other item of clothing. I loves Pyjamas
3. I was adopted at birth.
4. I had a cat for 19 years. His name was “Reefer”. I had him cremated.I now have
    a jar marked “Reefer” on my mantle
5. Yes, (in my youth) I have smoked Pot.
6. I cannot tolerate the sound of a barking dog.
7. My nickname as a small child was "Mishy-Boo". I remember how weird
     it felt when my parents outgrew calling me that.
8. The most powerful, life-changing thing anyone has ever said to me
    came from a complete stranger.
9. I slept with the same stuffed animal until I was 14. His name was “Fluffy”.    He
    knew ALL my secrets and dreams. I gave him to a very special little boy that I
    hope to see again one day.
10. I have no regrets.

Whew... there ya have it. Thanks again for the awards. ..

And now,

I have one of my own, that I would like to foward on to a few of my favorite Bloggy Friends:
I am going to call it the "PIMP" award... (Pee'd in my Pants)

This award is self explanitory. Here goes,

Jenna In the DItch
Diapers and Wine
Speaking from the Crib
Why Mom Drinks Rum
Good Girl Gone Redneck
If Evolution Really Works...
Peeling an Orange with a Screwdriver
How to Survive Life in the Suburbs
There are many more... but I'll start with these ones for now.
Make sure to check them out!!!

They have made me PEE IN MY PANTS on more than one occasion.

If you have a PIMP kind of blog that you would like to share,

pass this award along to them in your next post, so we can all "PEE" togther!!!

Friday Flashback

2009-10-16T11:06:00.003-06:00

Best Blog Award... wha???

2009-10-16T02:21:00.000-06:00

Okay... I seriously don't know what to say. But I will start by saying thank

you to my friend Felicia at Living Just Like Grandma. She is a super sweet mom,
with the cutest little girl ever. She has some great posts that are worth checking out!
Thank you so much again, Felicia... I'm totally flattered that you thought of me.

Quiet time

2009-10-15T20:19:00.011-06:00

I must confess that I am not much for writing any good posts this week.

I'm blaming it on my ass, and the fact that it's broken from the fall.

So, I have decided to resort to the "visual" funny stuff to make your visit

here worth while, rather than any real content of my own. Le sigh.

This was me ~ for the better part of the day!!!

Apparhently, I have been given 2 more awards from fellow bloggers...

I have not forgotten about you. Will post a reply shortly. Although, it is

getting a little embarassing ;)

I have THE BEST FOLLOWERS IN THE WORLD. I feel like such a

wanker, for not posting anything decent this week. Stupid tailbone!

Thousand Words Thursday (2)

2009-10-15T02:15:00.002-06:00

I love those "candid shots" when they don't
know you're watching. This is one of my fav's...

Another great AWARD... wow

2009-10-14T10:20:00.004-06:00

WOW... another award. I love this one. I've seen it around the bloggy
world, and thought it was so cool.

This one is from Angela at The Suburban Jungle . It's a wonderful blog,
full of tips for healthy eating, saving money and giveaways. I love this site.
She has wonderful ideas and I always make sure to check her out every day!!
If you haven't been there yet... you should definately check it out. Thank you soooo much, Darlin.
You made my day!

Here are the rules:
1) Present this award to 7 others whose blogs I find brilliant in content
and/or design, or those who have encouraged me.
2) Tell those 7 people they've been awarded HONEST SCRAP and
inform them of these guidelines in receiving the award.
3) Share "10 Honest Things" about myself.

10 HONEST THINGS ABOUT ME:
1. Once, when I was a teenager (on a dare) I ate a small, peeled grape….
Through my left nostril, or was it the right? Not sure. Not sure why this was
the first thing that came to mind….
2. I have 2 “best days of my life”, so far…the birth of my daughter, and
hanging out with Brad Pitt.
3. I have a rare disease called Sarcoidosis. I have a better chance at being
hit by lightning than dying from it.
4. The first time I got drunk, I was 7. Christmas Day. Big Italian Feast. 26
relatives for dinner, all gave me a “sip” of wine. Passed out in my mashed
potatoes. Very, very funny!!
5. First day with my first car, a silver ’79 Monte Carlo… I backed into a
Mercedes.
6. I have had a secret crush on the same guy for almost 20 years. I have
never had the guts to tell him.
7. I have a raging phobia about bees, wasps, etc. I once jumped out of a
canoe because a wasp landed on my knee ~ after that, I never went camping
for 6 years!!! (probably ‘cause I never got invited. I don’t remember now.
8. I can’t touch my own bellybutton. Feels funny. Creeps me out.
9. My dream as a child was to be a dancer/singer…
Even to this day, sometimes in my dreams at night I am dancing
10. After my daughter was born, I realized I had never been truly in love.

And so, now on to my 7 choices for amazing blog
I think they're all amazing, but...

1. Ann at Ann Again... and again ~ a great blog. She is honest and refreshing.
I never miss a post
2. The always hilarious.Pink Haired Momma ~ this a fantastic blog. Worth
checking out
3. Andrea at Good Girl Gone Redneck ~ a wonderful blog, always
funny, honest and insightful.
4. The one and only, my bloggy friend Jenna at Jenna In The Ditch ~ she
is always honest, with great HYSTERICAL posts.
5. Donna at The Obnoxious SAHM ~ with over 600 followers, this amazing
woman always has something to say worth reading. Her style is unique, and
she always keeps me laughing.
6. Nancy at If Evolution Really Works ~ also a brilliant woman, with great posts.
I never miss checking her out.
7. Lisa at Grandma's Briefs ~ definately worth a look. She is a grandma,
mom and writer. She's wonderful.

And there ya have it. There are so many more that I wanted to put on the list.
I feel so blessed with so many loyal followers.
I also noticed today that I have MORE followers.... please know that I am
making a point today to come by and check you out, if I haven't done so
already!!!! I can't wait....

Bubble Girl ~ seriously

2009-10-13T21:30:00.018-06:00

For those of you who don't know me... I will briefly share with you some history.

I FALL ............... ~ I FALL DOWN.... A....LOT.

If it wasn't happening to me, I swear I wouldn't believe it. Not EVEN kidding.

So, today I write to you sitting on one of these
(which, btw is called an INVALID RING - just in case
you don't feel like a big enough loser already)

Because I did one of these,

Got myself a cracked tailbone AGAIN, and one of these,

Which TOTALLY makes me one of these,

And now, I'm going to go live in one of these,

And totally laughing about it, because of these...

And perhaps tomorrow, I can come
back and join the real world with a much more interesting post :)
God Bless Percocet!

Six Word Saturday...

2009-10-11T01:00:00.010-06:00

Okay... I know it's SUNDAY, but I just came across this and it looked so fun!!
There is a wonderful blog out there Show My Face . She is awesome! I had a
great time ~~stalking~~ hopping around her site. If you haven't been, you should definately
check her out. She is the host of Six Word Saturday, the link is below

(Describe your life (or something) in a phrase using just six words. Feel free to explain
or not explain. Add an image, a video, a song, nothing.)

So, bearing in mind that Trinity is with her father tonight.
My life (right now) in six words...

"Took a shower like a human"

it needs no explanation.

Only one thing missing to make it perfect .... (Le Sigh)

**Oh, and the pumpkins were driving me nuts. Cute and all,but made my eyes go wonky. LOL **

Pumpkins... they're everywhere!!!

2009-10-10T05:12:00.000-06:00

To celebrate Fall... and the season of the Pumpkin, and
also to stay in complete denial of the snow outside...
Thought I would liven up the background a bit.

To all my fellow Canadian bloggy friends,
Happy Thanksgiving Weekend!
and to all the rest of you...
Happy Weekend :)

Sperm Bank WTF???

2009-10-09T20:46:00.008-06:00

There is a new recipie book out there.... and if you happen to see it
laying around at someone's house, you may wanna think twice about
"staying for supper". Seriously.

My Friend Jenna, over at Jenna In the Ditch posted about it today.
And I am still trying to wrap my head around it. She also had this to say
(and man, I couldn't have said it better myself) :

"I can tell you exactly what is going to happen when you read this:
1.You're going to say out loud "OOOOHHHHH NOOOOO."
2.You will have to re-read it because it is so out of anyone’s realm
of thinking that you automatically assume you have read it wrong.
3.You are going to grab the closest person to you (even if you don't
particularly like them) and tell them just so you can watch their reaction."

So, without further ado.... check this out. I'll wait here............
Natural Harvest

Yes, that's right..... SEMEN BASED RECIPIES
My thoughts... if your weekly grocery list includes a trip to the sperm
bank ~ you're doing it wrong!!
Here is an excerpt:
"Like fine wine and cheeses, the taste of semen is complex
and dynamic. Semen is inexpensive to produce and is
commonly available in many, if not most, homes and
restaurants. Despite all of these positive qualities, semen
remains neglected as a food."

"discuss"

Friday Flashback

2009-10-09T00:29:00.009-06:00

Really, there are no words. This pic was taken the day after she was born.
I’m feeling sentimental this week.
Aww, crap!! Who am I kidding. I’m just dead-ass tired, to tell the truth.
Yes, the picture is cute. It’s one of my all time fav’s, but it’s really just my way
of slackin’ off tonight, and still leaving you with something worth visiting me for.

My brain shut down a few hours ago (in protest, I’m sure) during an episode
of “Toopy and Binoo”, and is no longer speaking to me. I did have a “cornucopia” (lol)
of ideas earlier today, but they are lost to me now. Probably tucked away in the
freezer, along side the remote control I put there last week!!

It’s almost midnight, and I just sat down at the computer. Must say, I am blown away
by all your wonderful comments on my last post. Haven’t had the chance to reply
to all of you yet, or check out my new followers, but I have noticed, and will get on that as
soon as I kick this insomnia fairy to the curb and finally get some sleep.

We got snow here today. Yep. Snow. Autumn lasted all of 20 minutes this year. Got a nice
blustery north wind as well. 1,2,3.... awesome!!! For those of you that don’t know, I live
in Southern Alberta... so, chances are we’ll get one of our famous Chinooks tomorrow, and
have to haul out the flip-flops and Capri's one last time. It’s crazy.

OMG... Did I just devote an entire paragraph talking about the weather?!
That’s like, ...30 seconds
of your lives that you’ll never get back. I think I have done enough.

and there ya have it,
M.

FATHER OF THE YEAR

2009-10-08T00:10:00.062-06:00

A Thousand Words Thursday
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So.... It occured to me today, as I was looking through old facebook photos,
that in all the time I have been blogging I have never posted anything about
Trinity's father. Odd. She does indeed have one. I am no Virgin Mary,
and there were no wise men at my door ~ EVER!

So, my choice of pics for today... need no words of introduction. Except to say

they speak volumes as to the kind of father he is.
Trinity was too scared to go on this ride by herself. So without any hesitation, Daddy came to her side, all 6'4" of him.!!!

(See what I mean?)

This totally made her day!!! She still talks about it.

And I, of course, PEE'd in my pants the whole time!

It was funny as hell, to stand and watch him go 'round and 'round

and 'round like that, and yet so heartwarming at the same time.

He shrugged the whole thing off, even when strangers were coming up to

us, expressing their admiration.

"What's the big deal" he said to me.... I just smiled.

This is a man would do anything for his little girl, he is a devoted, loving
father who always treats her with respect, and makes time to see
her almost daily.
... and it helps make this "single mother" gig feel a little

less "single" when it comes to raising our daughter ♥

And THE AWARD GOES TOO......... !!!

Pigglet on my Plate

2009-10-07T01:10:00.016-06:00

The day has come. I knew it would. It was just a matter of time.
Last night while making dinner, Trinity comes in the kitchen "Awww, Mommmmm, when is dinner ready??
I could eat the whole earth, AND outer space!". This is my drama queen's subtle
way of telling me that she is hungry.
"what's we havin?"she asks.

"Pork Chops" I reply.

"Mmmm, goody. I love those"

I am relieved. She is a very picky eater. I think it's more a texture thing.
And some nights it can be hit and miss. I stopped catering to her long ago.
The rule is: you eat what you get, or you go hungry". It's a good rule. I like the rule.
Sticking with the rule.

Today, however the pickyness was raised to a new level. It started off quite well.
TV off? Check. Hands washed? Check. Hungry little girl? Check.
Finally a nice dinner with no whining, no bargining
"just two more bites"... and so on. You get the picture.
Anyway, like I said. Everything is right with our little world.
We are both enjoying small snippits of conversation... asking about each others day.
When out of the blue, she pipes up and says,
"Mommy, where do pork chops come from?"
I Panic.

She has asked this before, but this time I felt she deserved the truth..
So, I took a deep breath, and decided to just get it over with.

"Well, ......pork comes from pigs" I say. My eye is twitching
"You you mean there's little pigs in here?" She replies.

Wha? This did not make any sense to me at all. Maybe she wasn't ready. Still, I forge ahead.

"No, darlin... pork chops come from pigs"
"Mom ~ That's just silly. How can a PIG make a pork chop. They don't have any hands!!"

We laugh.. I try to change the subject.

"Really Mommy, what do you mean they come from pigs?"
Deep breath.
"We eat pigs." I explain. "a pork chop is part of the pigs leg" ( now, i'm not sure what part of the
pig it really comes from, but I'm making my point)

I have NEVER seen her eyes get that wide. The wheels are turning, and I'm
pretty sure that suddenly, in her mind, this:

turned into this:

I'm on a roll, so I keep on going. Bacon is her ABSOLUTE favorite thing to eat...

she will eat it until she gets a stomach ache. Serioulsy. Bacon, bacon, bacon.

"That's where bacon comes from too, you know" (Get back... Mommy of the year award, no doubt!!)

Hell, I might as well throw "Santa" into the mix.

Her eyes are wider now, and getting glossy... the lip quivers.

Again, I'm sure this:

has turned into this:

She is whining now, that whiny voice I LOVE so much.

"Well, what part of the little piggy does it come from? I'm not eating his BUTT am I?

What if he pooped and they forgot to clean it. Pigs can't wipe their own butts, you know!!"

I try hard not to laugh while this poor little soul loses a slice of her innocence.

I have nothing to say. I have said enough. She then adds ~

"Mommy, don't EVER make me bacon and eggs again... just the eggs. No pig bums"

As I "pinky-swear" on the scrambled egg thing ....

I'm thinking....

I just couldn't do it.

And there ya have it,

Michele

Feelin' the Love

2009-10-06T10:42:00.004-06:00

Good Mornin' everyone. Bear with me today as I'm still working on my first cup of coffee,

and my brain is still thumping... so please forgive my scattered thoughts. And

how poorly this post is written.

I have 3 more awards to share with you, from 3 amazing women.

The first one is from Lisa, one of my best friends in the whole world, who just happens to have her own blog as well. Her blog is Book Blab , where she does book reviews and interviews with authors and also has many great giveaways, and lots of cool stuff. She is a tremendously gifted writer and her posts are always insightful, and thought provoking. If you haven't been to her site, you should go there now. She is also one of the smartest people I know.... Thank you so much, Lisa for my award!! I "heart" you.

The next is from Aimee, and also from Tami....

Aimee is an incredible mother of 4 great kids, and is the author of two great blogs, My Favorite Munchkins , and also, Don't Bug Me.... I'm Blogging! . She is a fantastic woman, who blogs about her daily life. She is funny, caring, and I am so glad I met her in my travels. Definately worth checking out.

The next is Tami, from Hearts Make Families , a popular blog that is definately worth checking out as well. She is a very warm, sweet lady... who always has the most wonderful posts. Well written, and always from the heart, she is a fantastic mother and all her posts are filled with love and inspiration. I also enjoy reading her earlier posts, she has quite the story, and definately worth the read. Thank you Tami for giving so much of yourself... we are all truly blessed to have found you.

Moving along.... the next is from another great lady I have been fortunate enough to meet in my travels. Her blog is Peeling an Orange with a Screwdriver , with a title like that, you know you can't go wrong. She is also an incredible woman, who is kind, giving, and delightfully funny. She has made me pee on more than one occassion. She loves books, her children and her life... and it shows in her blog. The creative edge she brings to her posts alway leave me coming back for more. She has been a loyal follower and is full of "comment love" . If you haven't been.... go there now. I'll wait here.

She also invested the time to create this award herself, how cool is that?

And so, there you have it. ... did I mention that I have the GREATEST followers ever!!! Well, I do. And I am seriously blown away by the response this little blog of mine has recieved. Really... not even kidding! When I started blogging a couple of years ago, it was just a place to journal the daily antics of Trinity. I had NO IDEA that it would become what it has. I had NO idea how many fantastic fellow bloggers I would meet along the way. Wow... wowowwow.. wowwy WOW!!! I feel truly blessed.

Before, I just wrote for myself... so my MOM-DUMB brain wouldn't forget all the crazy things Trinity does. Now, I write for you... and I love it. Thank you so much for following along, and for all your kind words and comment love.

So.... I am passing this award along to those of you in my blog roll. Like before, please go to "Blogs that Rock" and find yourself. Concider yourself Awarded ....

Do with it what you like... pass it along, keep it for yourself, but definately know that I "heart" each and every one of you.... I love all the blogs listed, and I do sit and read them everyday!!!! I'm so glad I found you....