Yae!

When children rebel:

Away I go.

Well, the chicklets and myself are packing up this week and heading to Shushwap. It's a nice lake, it's even nicer that my aunt and uncle have a big home on the lake, and we are going to visit them. I am hoping that it should be a nice visit. Actually the real reason that we are going is the fact that I always have said to my mom that I would drive her up there. Then of course I had the revelation that perhaps we should all go up there. Once again.. I am brilliant.

In other brilliant things...

I have upped my master*card limit to cash in on the airmiles. I am going to buy a kitchen today. Yes, I can not even believe that I said that. The husbandman and I debated over granite. Well, I debated, he just kept shaking his head no. At this point I just believe that anything that we do to the kitchen will make it look very nice, so granite doesn't excite me. I may think otherwise when we have it installed, and might fall in love with it. That's a very small might mind you.

right side up...

or upside down... anyway you look at them... they are still clouds.

Day time bandits.

Alongday...

The chicklets headed off to Sasamat Camp today for the "long day of camping". In the regular world of camping, it wouldn't be considered a long day of camping, but for day campers it just is. They have come back tired and happy... a success story in the world of day camping.

In other things that happened during the day.....

1. Went for Sushi with the sister... shhhhh.. nobody has to know... especially since I went yesterday as well.
2. Bought the boy some new sandals, since his soles are falling off. Not bad really considering they were left over from last year.
3. Went through the girls room. She actually has a bedroom floor. I was not aware of that fact. She even has a closet that is functional again, and not stacked with almost every toy that she has owned since birth. Eventually the sister came over and helped, and then the husbandman got roped into helping. It is now an unbelievable sight.
4. I chopped my flowers in my front baskets across the fence. The petunias were looking good until the week worth of rain arrived. Now they are clumps of green with pink non stop begonias blooming for colour. I fed them for good measure.
5. I still can't get over the "ruthless" approach to cleaning the girls room. The sister said to me that "I was the one stuck with the mess when they turn 21 and we still have all the incredible amount of junk that I was stuck keeping".
6. I stopped by the camera place because I thought that my camera was kind of broken from dropping it in the sand.. WELL... I found out the cause... I think the little missy Pipster messed with my settings, thus WRECKING the chances for great photo ops. I would never have looked at my settings, only because I am the chief operator of the camera on a regular basis... and did not know that the missy has messed with my little piece of happiness. This wrecks all great thoughts of replacing my little digital with the great CANON that I crave. Selfish YES.
7. I need to buy the sister a gift for helping me out with the crazy girls room. She was the "evil voice of reason"... the one that reminded me that I would be left with hourds of junk if I continued to keep her stuff. I have to say that all of her books from kindergarten to Grade 4 are now gone. The little Missy Pipster was upset for about 30 seconds.. I did have a wave of anger/sadness that came through.. and then all of a sudden she was most pleased that her room had been renovated heavily, and without her trusty assistance. We did leave one box of babies to go through, so that she can say good bye to them, and we can send them to the thrift store. I wish we would of had a garage sale, but then that would mean that I would have to be off on a weekend, and that would be silly since I work weekends. ICK!
8. Today it was an amazing walking group... the number has jumped to THREE. We walked with THREE people. I think I have bandwagon jumpers here.
9. I bought the husbandman a battery today. He will be thrilled, since it is a battery for a calculator that he is in love with.. He thought he was going to throw the "solar paneled" calculator out.. and I said.. " no wait... I think I can get it fixed!!!!" And I did just that. I am an amazing wife.
10. I deserve diamonds along with the new kitchen. I am blessed!

Too little time.. for too many thoughts

1. So yesterday... I cleaned the oven, it wasn't that difficult mind you, it took three hours. I didn't take the oven racks out. The husbandman has requested that when we get the new stove, to let him start the cleaning process... that way the racks come out.
2. I wouldn't of had to clean the oven yesteday if I hadn't forget about the chicken that I put in the oven the day before, on a baking stone, which was kind of FLAT. The smoke alarm eventually settled down.
3. I went through my closet to get rid of things, now my bedroom is a huge mess. I have been able to come up with one bag, which is stuff that has sat outside of my closet for a couple of months. I am confused by that.
4. The teeth are pretty much straight now. Of course there is the issue of the canine, and the one to right that have turned slightly in the process of straightening, so much so, that I can't force the floss at all.
5. All the hard work at making beautiful flower baskets has come to a standstill. With a weeks work of rainy weather the buds have disintegrated, and now I house very wet baskets of green.
6. The kitchen supply places have called me and given their estimates. My eyeballs haven't fallen out of my head yet, and I am remaining silent on the granite issue. The husbandman wants it, he is the one doing all the building, so I think he should get it, of course the price tag on that "little want" is almost $6000.00.
7. Hmmmm.... perhaps I should get out there and get my new camera now... that way my "little want" will not be comparable to his... he he he he he
8. Must go make little people leave their dens, and favourite chairs, we have to leave for day 3 of summer camp in thirty five minutes.

One thing.... never!

OH my......

My boy must go to bed this instant... this instant I say boy.

I gave birth to an owl. I did not know this at the time, I was certain he was human.

Good night owl son.

In other things....

I will have to get back to you... for know I am going to watch some TV, and read my book.

One down, twenty seven to go.

I think I was supposed to read some other ones first... (as I looked on the back cover...after I was done...)

Summer camp...

Is not summer camp if there isn't any sunshine. These were the facts delivered to me this morning. I gave him a bowl of fruitloops as a treat for summer camp fun-ness! He seems to have misplaced the expensive hoodie that I bought him last year, and had to wear his jacket that he wore all through winter, to fend off the rain. I told him he could leave it in the car since it didn't quite go with his T-shirt and shorts ensemble.

The Pip had her braids put back in, as her hair has grown long enough. She was sporting her board shorts and felt confident that the summer sandals that she had avoided wearing until this morning were a good start to any summer camp day. Unfortunately the new bag that we had found will not hold out the whole week, so we will have to add duct tape to her bag in an effort to keep the Pipenza Princess happy.

I must go clean out a closet now.

Watch that cougar.

I had a dream the other night.

It was a bit freaky.

There was a line of six caves. In each of the six caves were six cougars, sitting, watching, waiting.

I am not sure where I was, or what I was doing there. All I know was that there were cougars on a ledge, and me down below.. and no fence between us. I am guessing that in this dream I was not at the zoo.

Refer to line 2, with the addition of scared ****less.

The Cry BABY!

That dog of ours. Probably is the biggest cry baby on earth. The largest cry baby, she wins it all, takes the cake & has an acceptance speech for all her cry baby awards that she has won.

The husbandman went to take the boy to see some Trans*formers movie, and the CRYBABY Ellpee, cried and cried and cried and cried and cried and cried. When she was done crying, she cried some more for good measure, just to get her point across.

Meanwhile... the psychotic mother of the household (ME!... see post one down) had to put up with her constant crying. So there I am outback having a "almost kinda sort of hissy fit" because I can not find my new little colouring thingy that I just bought yesterday from the scrapbooking store that creates colours around the edges ( I have just been watching mailman Debbie for too long),... so I had to get myself one, and I am frantically looking for this little thingy, and the CRYBABY is running back and forth, and back and forth, and back and forth, and back and forth... crying and crying and crying and crying.

Now, the classy parent that I am is busy "talking really really loudly" at the CRYBABY to "get over it... he's gone...stop your silly crying...!!!", "if you don't stop your crying I am going to put you in your house!!!!"... but of course she continues to cry. All the while she is running in and out of the house just waiting for him to change his mind, and not drive out of the driveway after all, but to return to the homestead and just be with her.

I think that if this dog were to be a human... she just might be one of those crazy stalking chicks. The interesting observation with the little missy is the fact that when we are all at home, and everyone is silent.. where do we find her... but curled up on the couch sleeping peacefully, she isn't even with us. Of course she has worn herself out from all the constant crying that has gone on for numerous HOURS while the husbandman is out.

Eight things about me, as Susan tagged me.

So my friend tagged me. I don't know eight things about me.

I need to pause a moment and figure eight things about me... I may never be back....

1. I very much dislike crying children. VERY MUCH.
2. I have too much common sense for my own good, so therefore I wish to share it with the people around me... sometimes VERY MUCH to their dislike. Oh well.
3. I missed my calling in life, I just know it; I haven't figured out what it is that I have missed, I just know I missed it.
4. I can turn order into disorder very quickly.
5. I have a very limited amount of patience, probably about the size of a bottle cap.
6. Noises bug the living shit out of me, constant noise, high pitched noise, grumbling noise, screechy noise, ugly music noise, paw licking dog noises, gum smacking noise, rattling noise, foreign language chatter while sitting in a very small room noise.
7. I can not stand watching documentaries where people swim through caves, or climb through very small holes and tunnels to explore places. Yes, that Alfred Hitchcock movie where the person finds themselves in a coffin while trying to escape from jail totally ultimately freaked me out.
8. I do not like door droppers. Like people that walk through doors, and do not bother to keep it open for the person behind them door droppers.

read read read

I havent done much of that lately.. BUT.. as of this moment I have found a book that I am enjoying. I am certain by this afternoon I will be strongly on my way to "continuous ignore", and should probably get some really good reading time in. Well, and the fact that the husbandman is taking the boy to a movie.... not that I spend a lot of time talking to the husbandman or anything... so generally I should technically have lots of time to read, but I don't ... I just fit in, like I do with the rest of the things you do in life.

I sent my girl on a one day trip today. She is going with her best little buddy from down the street. They are the same age, but only divided by 3 months but the PIP towers over her. There are days that I hope that the PIP doesn't bump into her, as she is very slight, and I fear that she will send her flying. Luckily the little buddy down the street is very agile, and so would in all instances land on her feet. Maybe the air is different down here than in the middle of the block, who knows. Anyways.. I have this weird feeling that I forgot something for the PIP in her pack. I KNOW I didn't pack her goggles, because I wasn't completely certain they were going swimming, and I didn't feel like taking the chance that they would not come home with her. I hope I don't forget to pick them up at 4:30... maybe that's it...

Well... can't go read, it's time for my walking group...
Todays tea being downed at present is an "indian chai". Liking it very much. I will probably do the cup of java in a couple of hours... I hope my walking pants are dry...I just stuck them in about 10 minutes ago....I live in a very wish filled world.

An Earl Grey moment.

For this hour it's an Earl Grey moment. I have added just the right amount of Vanilla, with a splash of milk, and the teabag has been steeped to perfection. Now the sipping starts. It is an early morning tastebud explosion, although it's not that early now, but that's OK. This moment will not last for long, because as soon as we leave the house I will be wanting some coffee. I just know that will happen, as it has happened before... The Earl soothes the soul; let's you believe that one lives in the land of calm, where fluffy clouds sway in the sky and butterflies twitter. The coffee snaps me back in to reality world where I can watch the rain beat on my windshield, and know that the traffic will be ugly today.

Magic happens.

This Friday the husbandman and I have a date. It's not a date that you would expect for a boring married couple... but it is what it is.. and to me, it's an exciting date.

We are going kitchen cabinet shopping.

It's the most unbelievable concept entertaining my headspace as well.

Mind you, it's an almost unbelievable notion to imagine that this really means: "out with the old, and in with the new."

But then again, I have been fooled before, and I will only believe it when I see it.

Out and about.... but not far out

Everything in under an hour...

I have to be someplace in one hour.
I need to be ready before then.
I would like to have an invoice prepared before then.
I need to gather some info to bring with me before then.
I just made a cup of tea, which I need to drink before then.
I have to find books to return to the library within the hour.
I have to leave a list of duties for the chicklets before then.


It's a goood thing that I was up earlier, and accomplished nothing!

Alrighty then...

I just remembered why I don't wear elastics on my wrist. It really cranks up the nerve endings when one rolls the wrist along side of your leg. Kind of like waxing, minus the wax, and a much slower process.

And, in other lessons almost learned: I managed to sign the PIP up for an "out trip" this Thursday. I knew about signing her up last week, and almost managed to do so, but I kept forgetting to call the Rec Centre back. Today, on the way home I managed to remember.. and as good fortune would have it... the PIP filled the last spot. WHAT DOES IT TAKE PEOPLE!!!! I thought about taking some more vitamins earlier.. in an effort to aide the failing memory, but of course.. I forgot. It's 11:00 PM.. perhaps I should just dig for anything that might say "for smart people only"....

I almost brought home my underwire from the left side of my bra today. I hauled it out of my bra about 3 weeks ago, as it was trying to jab then kill me. I had had enough of that most annoying evil shooting pain, and removed the underwire, and put it in the back room. I keep forgetting to go back for it. I retrieved it earlier today while I was at work, and patted myself on the back for being very diligent and smart at remembering... but then there were too many people at the desk where I am situated, and my bag was under the desk.. so I put it back on the shelf in the back, and promptly forgot it for another week. I take great pride at being a tremendous goof ball!

OH... my attempt at letting the husbandman make the children go to bed has failed. He has fallen asleep in the big blue chair, and the PIP is happily watching late night television. I must go back and be a mother now.

But wait... I just emailed the blogger people about the missing header thingy bar at top... and NOW.. it appears, and with an actual button that says "new post".. how easy for me I say... but why did it appear now.. this bar certainly doesn't appear for me on any other days. I queried the fact that maybe because I am still on dial up that blogger just gets tired of taking too long to load, and then forgets to load my top header bar thingy, because it just gets tired of waiting itself.

Loving the lines.

Here's Miss Milly streaking along, playing her game of soccer.

I found different streaks across the sky last week at Boundary Bay.