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No blogging from me since

No blogging from me since thursday??? Am i falling into old habits? No i just decided i was going to do something i hadn't done in a long time....I put me first.....I gave away a shift, and i has 3 days off in a row...including a Saturday!!!!! I never have weekends off, so to have one is a real treat.....And what a day we had....it was a rareity for the kids to have all of us together while doing Saturday stuff.....we visited friends, and family..and went to the mall to get ideas for decorating..actually hubby's idea...I hate the Mall. Too many kids dressed inappropriately, too many people in general...and everythings too pricey..but we went as a family and so it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be.

The day before, Friday, Bug and I had girls day out....we went out to buy presents for Hubby's birthday...i discovered that Bug is a picky shopper....NO MOMMY IDON"T LIKE THOSE PANTS ( keeping in mind at this point we were buying little girls undies and boy, bet that gets hits i don't really want to think about) She pulled at waistbands, looked at colours, and picked the ones she wanted... when it came to "daddy's" present it was just as bad..but in a cute sort of way..every shirt she rubbed against her cheek to see if it was soft enough for him...she's a daddy girl.

I packed , cleaned and at the end of the three days can't see a difference in the house, just more boxes to climb over.

Hubby had his birthday dinner on Sunday night and we ate way too much..but it was nice to have dinner as a family..again, something that doesn't happen as often as i like.

I discovered something on those three days off. I miss being at home. I always said that i could never be a stay at home mom, as it would drive me nuts, but lately i have noticed that there just aren't enough hours in the day after working to get the things i want to get done. I would love to spend every night tucking my kids into bed at night...this is why on my days off Bug won't leave my side..MOMMY ARE YOU GOING TO SNEAK AWAY TO WORK?? Maybe its because they are getting older, or maybe because i'm getting older but i enjoy the little family i have and its important for me to spend as much time with them as possible....maybe because too soon they will want to spread their wings and fly away.....

not a really exciting blog today but i am trying to get caught up on all the things i didn't do on my days off....hoped laundry would do itself, but alas, its still downstairs.....beckoning....

3 months from now. creaky

3 months from now. creaky floors and boiler from hell windows to kill my plants in I stand in the foyer and look it is ours Oh my God what have we done Laughter, tears parties and christmases Life and death comings and goings manicured lawns and rotting cherries yes the tree must go roling floors and cracked plaster, what that hole shouldn't be there boxes and bags rugs and rags the family home

I was sitting talking to my neighbours this morning about buying the house,
and i realized that my life has been consumed by it....something that will not occur for three long months now occupies every minute of every day....sad..i think i need another hobby...
This couple is expecting their first baby in October..and she's at the point that she just wants him out..(they know its a he)..and she wants her body back..
I remarked to her that some people feel that women go through a grieving process after the baby is born, as you lose a part of you..and that got me to thinking about my own pregnancies...I hated being pregnant..but honestly i really hated those first few nights after the babies were born....every night when i would go to sleep they would curl up under my ribs and give one last kick..their way of saying good night..and that was something that i missed...even though I could hold them in my arms, it just wasn't the same...no longer would i be able to be the sole protector, provider for this child...and it made me sad....i too said to friends..no i won't miss being pregnant at all..theres nothing about it that i could possibly miss..but know, years later..i would love the chance to be able to take care of them in a way that only a pregnant mother can.....especially after the week that Munch had... and Bug is growing so fast that i can barely remember her being born..she'll be three next month and is no longer a baby...
So i say to my friend..enjoy him while you have him because from the moment that they are born, they are just putting in time before they leave, and that time really does go by quickly..another thing my mother told me..but i never believed it..until now....

Munch is having a hard

Munch is having a hard time. He is so overwhelmed with our move, Papa's move, the death of Nana (which was almost a year ago , but lately he is revisiting, due in part to the sale of papa's house), and all of the trials and tribulations of being an eight year old. He ran away on Saturday...not really, but he said he was going to..he walked out and started walking down the street...he stopped on the other side of our van....I called him back to talk. Apparently he feels that we are too hard on him. None of my friends have to do the stuff you make me do....(for the record, the only thing we MAKE him do is clean his room). So we talked and got things worked out..... This afternoon he comes home from school with a parent who walks this way home..Munch had been the victim of a bully attack. Now i use the word attack, because to me thats what it was. A "cool" kid decided that for whatever reason, it would be fun to charge at and knock over my son... Munch was not really injured, he was more scared and had the wind knocked out of him, but thats not the point. What was this kid thinking??? I called the school and reported it, and will be paying the school a visit tomorrow morning....Someone also stole his address book and ripped the pages out of it and threw it in the toilet..it was found by a janitor...ok, call me overprotective but it sounds like someone is out to get him....and I am not happy...i want something done...I know that in 3 months time he will be transfering schools, but no child should have to live in fear of walking home.....I don't remember being afraid to go to school when i was that young...maybe things are different now, but the basics have not changed...kids go to school, they play, they have their little tiffs...but none of this should result in fear... and since when were there "cool" kids at the age of eight? Aren't eight year olds just that..eight?

In other news, went to my favourite resale shop today...I love wandering around looking at the old clothes, and wondering who they came from. The old wedding dresses..why would the bride have discarded it? Was there a story behind it? Isn't there always? I brought Bug with me today, and i must tell you that she did her mother proud...LOOK AT THE OLD FLOPPY HAT MAMA, I TRY IT..LOOK AT ME I'M A GROWNUP (while trying to walk in a pair of old shoes with a ratty old purse) It's like a giant MR DRESSUP'S tickle trunk, and i hope that she continues to enjoy coming with me..the shoes and purse stayed, although she did manage to wrangle a bunch of plastic costume jewelery home..I CAN WEAR THIS TO WORK MOMMY...JUST LIKE YOU.. and when i left for work tonight thats what she was doing..wearing her pretty bracelets and just being 2...

what a great job to have!!!!!!

Happy First Day of Autumn!!!!!

Happy First Day of Autumn!!!!! As I left from work tonight, I realized that i should of brought a jacket.....for those of you who know me, you know that i hate wearing a jacket, almost as much as i hate wearing socks. Hubby says i am worse than the children in that respect, 'cause i will bundle everyone else up, go out and inevitably say..oh, i should have brought a jacket. See I love the cold. Yup I am a true Canadian..bring on the cold weather..the more snow the better.(Boy do I live in the wrong city). I have always been that way. While others count down the days to summer, I am one of the few who anxiously await the first snowfall. Now I know that it is a little early for me to be wandering around outside, staring up at the clouds shouting..SNOW DAMMIT SNOW (yes, i HAVE done this) but there are little hints that my favourite season is not that far away. Squirrels running amuck (sp?) gathering their nuts for winter...Kids wanting to know how long before Christmas....(its 93 in case you were wondering)... they sense it too. A change in the air, not wanting to sleep with the window open..again I do this all year round..drives hubby nuts... and needing to take a jacket to school (in their case) or work (in mine). This time of year means hot chocolate,with cinnamon sticks( i use them as stir sticks), shuffeling your feet through the leaves lying on the ground..I love that sound.. squash and pumpkins..(in pies or various other forms of food).. and the chance to pull out the old quilt that Hubby and I keep on the bed.(This year it'll be kept on the floor as the bed is full of boxes for moving). The air at night has a scent all its own this time of year. I grew up in the country so this time of year was also the busiest time of year...my mom freezing veggies from the garden, making pickles and starting the fruit cakes which would soak in rum for a few months before being eaten at Christmas...I don't do any of this...i wish i could but can't seem to find the time...that and i happen to like all my friends and wouldn't want to subject them to getting fruit cake for Christmas I won't be going all out for the fall and winter holidays this year, only because i am moving and i just don't have enough hours in the day....also i promised Hubby that i would tone it down this year....Usually my christmas decorations start going up as soon as holloween is finished..Nov 1 the wreath goes on the door....this year i might wait until it gets a little closer to Christmas...maybe i might even wait until its December...I'm already better this year as i haven't put up any stuff for holloween yet, and its already sept. 23!!! Unheard of for me!!!!! Take the time today to smell the air, and notice the little things that are changing around you...those trees are looking a little less green, and a liitle more bare...

Just do me a favour..remember to take a jacket when you go out...
k

Well, it happened. I was

Well, it happened. I was invaded last night by "THE MEN WHO WEAR JOHN DEERE GREEN HATS". They are a great group of gentlemen, don't get me wrong, but just not the kind of people I was in the mood for last night. Me and my partner were at our wits ends. Yes, it was ONE OF THOSE NIGHTS that make you want to give your head a shake and say..really who have i pissed off now, to deserve this. But its done and over with..all but the report writing, and I won't see them for another few months.. Lots of rain out there today, so much for the plan of getting out and doing some work in the yard. (yeah, like i was really looking forward to doing that) So instead I can sit inside and talk to my daughter...... Any one who has or has had a 2 year old living in their house can testify to the talent it takes to have a conversation with one. Bug is no different, other than she can use big words, "like my brudder" Bug has always been a talker...from the time she could make noise she has been a conversationalist, although lately the conversations have become a little strange..jumpy..like a person who is having problems with their memories..... Bug went to a "festibal" (festival) yesterday with our friend and her kids, and said friend(gratuitous plug...Shelley from GENERATION EXHAUSTED..Go give her a look...you will not be disappointed) sent us pics from the day at the river. I thought it would be a good idea to help get Bug to tell me about her day, by looking at the pictures, and she could tell me about them. STUPID MOMMY. What i got was an attitude because she was not allowed to bring home a play dough creation.."WHY MOMMY, I MADE IT AND I WORKED HARD ON IT AND IT WAS YELLOW AND IT HAD A TAIL AND A BUM(INSERT LITTLE GIGGLE HERE) AND A HEAD AND I WANTED TO BRING IT HOME BUT THEY SAID NO AND I CRIED BUT I'M NOT CRYING NOW" I know dear but if you brought it home then there wouldn't be any dough for other kids to play with. I quickly moved on to the pic of her "driving" the fire truck.."I only SATED IN THE FRONT SEAT BECAUSE THERE WERE DINOSAURS IN THE BACK SEAT AND IT WAS DARK AND IT DIDN'T MOVE BUT I GOT TO SIT IN THE FRONT AND PRETEND THAT I WAS A FIREMAN AND CAN I DO IT AGAIN MOMMY CAN WE GET A FIRE TRUCK?" We went through every pic that Shelley sent us and I got the story with each pic. I must confess that for part of story I felt like I was watching / listening to the WAA-WAA teacher from Charlie Brown. Kind of like the way John Deere Man must have felt last night listening to me tell him why the Ontario Lottery Corporation had set down terms and conditions for the way that he must sell tickets...BLA BLA BLAA BLAH BLAH!! With story telling done, Bug has settled in with her lunch ...I WANT FRENCH FRIES MOMMY THE WIGGLY KIND NOT THE STRAIGHT KIND AND LOTS OF CATSUP (which of course is a food group in her mind) and I am off to read Hamlet, for the umpteenth time. Its one of my favourite pieces of Shakespeare..and this copy belonged to my MIL when she was a young girl......A cup of tea, a good book and a quiet 2 yr old.......can life get any better?????? Have a great day !

I am trying something new

I am trying something new today...I'm using Netscape...Now, I am an Explorer user and haven't used Netscape since getting the new computer in April. WOW its like using a whole different computer.. Takes a bit of getting used to and I haven't made up my mind about me using it on a regular basis..But since this seems to be the week of change , what the heck........ I re read my post from yesterday and I realized that I sounded like one of my children. Someone should have sent me some cheese!!!!!!!!!! Today is another day (thanks scarlet o'hara), and its a good one..NO a GREAT one and I owe it all to our fave movershakerbirthdaycakemaker!!!!!!!! This great friend came and picked up Bug and Munch and took them to the children's festival...So Hubby and I could have 5 minutes alone together.....and we did... and enjoyed the peace and quiet..and the strangest thing happened. We found our friendship again. My hubby is my best friend. He's the last person I want to see at night, and the first one I want to see in the morning. After all I have invested alot of time and energy training and molding him into the man he is today, and I kinda like him....He is the Love of my Life and the source of all my aggravations.

In other news...what is it about a woman in an authority position that make s some men look at us like we are stupid? I deal with thousands of people a day in my job, and it never ceases to amaze me that some men just don't like taking direction from a woman. I am in my job because I am very capable, so if I give you a gentle reminder of something you have overlooked, don't patronize me...just do what I ask. Don't ask me if it is "really necessary" because I wouldn't be wasting my time asking you to do it if it wasn't!!!!!!! I don't care if you are my elder, this is my job 45 hrs a week and I think that I know what it is that city hall is going to require from you..So again if I ask you to do something..Just do it!!!!!!! (sorry I'm on a bit of a rant but some men just piss me off, and some women too for that matter)
Maybe I was just in a confrontational mood last night, but I think that all the stupid people decided to come and frequent my place of employment...and the sad thing is I know they will be there again tonight..Just a different bunch......Must remember to bring the tylenol with me to work..
Enjoy your day..what ever it may bring, and don't forget to drop me a line using the cool tag board thing I have there on the right!!!!!!!!

I have decided that i

I have decided that i am going on strike. I am tired of trying to put together a house, take care of 2 kids who are right now inventing many more ways of how to turn my hair even more grey. I am tired of taking care of everyone else, and not even being able to find the time to brush my teeth....this and working 44 hrs at my job. Hubby is of no help right now. Right now as i type he is at work. You know, the new Monday-Friday 9-5 job? The one where all went to hell a few days after he started there. I am thankful that he is working and doing something that he is good at and he enjoys...but tired of being a single parent. I really mean that. For the last 2 weeks, we have been so busy with moving Dad and the new job that we have stopped being married. This is strange to me, as no matter what or where we have been doing or going through we have always been there for each other, and taken time to talk. We aren't doing that right now and it is upsetting. Its hard enough with my work schedule for us to spend time together, but now..it seems that it going to be a long time before we can even sit down and have a cup of coffee, let alone talk to each other. Because of the FIL moving this week I fiddled with my schedule at work and was home every night..we planned on having family dinners every night this week...a rareity in wilsonworld...So meals were made and...Bug, Munch and I ate them...as he was not here...he was at work. Boy I just went back and read what i had written, and do i ever sound whiney..I know that this is a temporary situation (the new job thing) ...but its the way i feel right now and i won't apologize for feeling this way, HOWEVER i will apologize for you all having to read it... As i type I am listening to Chuck Mangione's Children of Sanchez....what a haunting tune...fits my mood.. I enjoy listen to this album when i am in "a MOOD" as i call it..... Sorry that its not much to read today but i promise i'll make up for it tomorrow..

Nevermind...i can't quit something that

Nevermind...i can't quit something that has me stumped and I fixed it....So for those of you who actually read what I write, and would like to read someone who can REALLY write... Shelley's link (Generation Exhausted) at the side there on your right..yep thats it...is now functional.....bed time for this little blogger.....

AAAARGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! For some unknown reason

AAAARGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! For some unknown reason I can't get Shelly's new link to work.... I have gone in several times and the Blog Gods ( yes there is someone other than Lani..sorry Lani) won't take the changes i have put in..... Too tired to fix it now, will do it later today..that way i have an excuse not to pack or move any boxes!!!!!!!! k

As I sit here amongst

As I sit here amongst the boxes I have to ask myself WHY? Why does a perfectly happy couple find the need to change everything in their lives at the same time? Are we crazy? We moved the FIL over the last 2 days and it is done. Thank God (or whoever you believe in)! It all went reasonably well, albeit a long tiring process, and one that I get to do all over again in a few months. Hubby is really enjoying his new job, at least i think he is, I haven't seen him this week....And Shelley you can stop apologizing..I know its not your fault....(by the way, i put your new blog link on...no more changes ok????)

Bug woke up this morning , walked into the kitchen and shouted..HEY WHAT IS PAPA'S KITCHEN DOING IN MY HOUSE? AND WHY IS ALL THIS STUFF IN HERE?
Right now I have no library, living room or kitchen, and poor Munch has no bedroom (it is filled with furniture). This is not including all of the stuff that Dad has with him at his temporary home, and the stuff that is placed around the city. The old house looked very...old this morning, and as I sat upstairs in Moms room for a few moments I had the chance to think back on how good this old place was to us. It is where i fell in love with my Hubby..and where he first proposed to me (the time i turned him down) It was the place that I could run to for comfort and peace, even before Hubby and I were a serious couple. Mom and Dad raised 3 wonderful children there..and all of the grandkids..and I suddenly realized that it was no longer going to be my place of sanctuary...
Ever since Mom died, whenever I needed to really think on something, I would go over and visit her room. I could sit in the middle of the floor (we had cleared it out shortly after she died) and talk to her. I could hear her voice, feel her hugs...and I won't ever have that again.
Now a new family is starting their lives in that house..new laughter and tears, new slivers from the bannister, new height marks on the door frame. Hubby took off a piece of the door frame yesterday. Just like the CIBC commercial where the husband takes off the frame and puts it in the new house for his wife. We are going to frame ours and hang it in the library of the "BOILER HOUSE" as we like to call it, so that maybe a little bit of her will be with us always.....
Thanks to the old Pink and Blue house...live long..and may you always be filled with the sounds of laughter and love