Gadzooks!

Out of about 20 of my favourite bloggers, 5 of them wrote something about their dreams yesterday or today. And I noticed this AFTER my submission this morning.

Was their a full moon last night? Or some weird shift in the universe that made us dream bizarre or very HOT dreams (ahem!)...

I dunno, but if there was, I'd like to put my order in for a replica tonight. :D

I'm bad.

Dreams

I think I could make a MINT
If I turned my dreams
Into a screenplay, or a book, or whatever

No, I think just a screenplay
Because they are meant to be SEEN

I would pay to see them
And I think a lot of people would

I have very, VERY vivid dreams
Sometimes I wake up from them and think
"Holy Crap..that was HOT"
(LOL)

They aren't always HOT-themed
But a lot of time they are.

There are always the same people in them
The 'chosen few'
How do you think your mind chooses who is in your dreams with you?

Do you think it's people you sub-consciously wish for?
Do you think it's people who you admire?
Do you think it has anything to do with any of that?

Or is it people that cross your mind quite often?
That you think about a lot?
Or is it just a passing thing, do you think?

I dunno.
All I know is that my dreams are sometimes
Freakin' awesome.

the paddywhacks

Remember when it was socially acceptable
For your friends to grab you in the schoolyard
On your birthday
Bend you over
And give you the paddywhacks?

One whack on the ass
For each year you've been around?

Do they do that anymore?
Probably not
I would imagine that breaks
All KINDS Of laws
Somewhere.

And when you get over a certain age
The fear of severe injury becomes an issue, too.

I couldn't imagine getting slapped on my ass
37 times today
In a row
Without a break
A constant ass-slap 37 times?

Ouch.

Paddywhacks or not
I don't feel 37
But I do feel like the
Birthday Girl
Your birthday has a certain feeling
Doesn't it?

Even if the table isn't piled up with gifts
Or balloons or anything
There is still a feeling.

Hub walked in from work this morning
(He's on nights, remember?)
With my "birthday breakfast"
My Sausage McMufffin with Egg
And a hash brown
YUM.
I'll take it.
Oh yeah, and my card
No gifts this year, we decided
'Cuz we just bought the big house
I'm more of a card girl anyway.

So, the plans on my day?
A bit of shopping this morning
And then dinner tonight with my folks
And my very smart 2 year old

But, no paddywhacks.

up to the minute

Busy day ahead
But I didn't want to go without blogging
At least a little bit
So here are a few updates

MY COLD
Still lingering
Thank you very much
Tough to shake 'em
When you're constantly going into
And coming out of A/C

THE HOUSE
Had 2 showings
1 chick opened the cupboards in my kitchen
And left them all open
Even my "Tupperware Cupboard"
(Now THATS embarrassing)
But she left them all open!
Was she brought up in a friggen barn?

THE WEATHER
Still about 3000 degrees out, Nance
Yeah, some kinda record, me thinks
The Barbie Pool has been upgraded
To this super-deep, but still a blow-up one
I bought when we were
"Visiting friends just north of Detroit"

THE MAIL
Nothing to report.

THE LOOT BAGS
Tossed almost all of its contents
Into the garbarge
All the little pieces came of of everything
They were all little cheesy toys
From the dollar store
Now, I'm not complaining about that
But all the kids were 4 and under
You gotta watch the small pieces

AGENDA FOR THE NEXT FEW DAYS
Getting foils today
Wanna be pretty for my birthday tomorrow :)
Having a birthday supper with my parents
And my very smart 2 year old
(Hub is working nights :( )
Also, errands galore
Long weekend coming up
Rumour's, Heidi's and my holiday
Is Friday
While the rest of you do fireworks on Monday

Lots going on
But now you're all
Up to the minute....

Those were the days......
Sittin' around
In the hot weather.....
Eatin' an ice-cream cone.....

TOPLESS

I think I'll start doing more of that....
Appears to be a great way to beat the heat.... :) 

it's all about the loot-bag

My very smart little 2-year-old
Was invited to a birthday party yesterday

The invitation said
"The kids will get wet"
That's A-OK by me
It's 3000 degrees outside again

So I dress her up,
Pack a little bag with her bathing suit
And stuff
Walk on over
She trips
Skins her knee
Ouch.

Head into the 'party yard'
My eyes scan the yard for something 'wet'
A big pool, a Barbie pool, a sprinkler, a hose
Something
Because its 3000 degrees outside

There is a 'water table'
It's like a stand up sandbox
Filled with water and boats and stuff

THIS is what the warning was all about.
A 'water table'.
I tuck my bag with my kids swimsuit
Quietly under a table

Did I mention it was 3000 degrees outside?

I put 3 full coats of Coppertone Waterbabies 50
On her in a little over an hour
And she was still getting red by the second
She was also getting crankier by the second

So we took off.
Thank them for having us
And left
I wasn't going to sit back there hovered around the
Water table
In 3000 degree heat
With a red, cranky, smart 2 year old
Any longer
Thanks, but no thanks.

Damn.
We left before the loot bags.
Who cares, says Hub.
It's ALL about the loot bag. I say.
I get an eye-roll.

A few hours later
A knock on the door
'You guys left before the loot bags'
Handed my very smart 2 year old hers.

We look through it when they leave
Unimpressed.
The contents went hand in hand with the party,
Me thinks. LOL

Hub was right.

To My Teachers..

This time of year gets me thinking about school.
And how I miss it.
Yes, I'm an almost 37-year old (this coming Wednesday, in case you wanted to send gifts ;) but please, ask for the mail service that Rosie DIDN'T use..;) )
Who still misses school.
My Hub thinks I'm a geek because I loved school.
What is not to love about it?

And it's true
The teachers make or break you
When it comes to your opinions on school

So I started thinking about
My favourites
My not-so-favourites
The weird ones
The hot ones
A few have definitely come to mind
And others, not so much

ONES THAT I DON"T REMEMBER A THING ABOUT EXCEPT MAYBE THEIR NAME & HAIR COLOUR
Mrs Carson - Grade 1 and 2 - blond
Mr Trollope - Grade 3 - looked like Captain Stubing
The Broad I Had for Highschool Math - Speak Up! No wonder I flunked Grade 10 math! ;)

THE HOT ONES
Mr DeAngelis - Highschool History (very yummy, except dressed alike with his wife)
Mr Weir - Highschool Math & Business(looked like Ted Danson, without the gaudy toupe)
Ms Gale - Highschool Business (hey..it was a time to keep your mind open...;) )
Mrs Mortimer (same reason as above..lol)

THE WEIRD ONES
Madame Kater - Highschool French (looked like a witch or a drag queen)
Mr Braby - Grade 7 Science (had the biggest eyeglasses I've ever seen)
Mr Clapperton - Highschool Geography (always hugged the girls little too tight)
Mr Armstrong - Highschool Science (Hi, this is Woodstock calling, we'd like our clothes back...)

MY NOT-SO-FAVOURITES
Mrs Desmond - Grade 8 EVERYTHING (mean as the dickens!)
Mrs Creptyk - Grade 7 & 8 music (voice was annoying as hell)

And now
For my favourites
Who, in some way, big or small
Had a direct hand in helping me become
The person that I have become

MY FAVOURITES

Ms Zeman - Grade 4 and Grade 6 - just an all 'round wonderful lady, she was the first one to set my odd sense of humour free!

and last, but certainly not least...

Ms Pruszonowski (Ms P, for short, Highschool English and Drama) - Bette Midler re-incarnated, warm, funny, caring, patient,went over and above what the word "teacher" entails, a stupendous educator
And Most of all
Still a very good friend today.

Thank you.
You all rock...even the mean ones...because we all know it's just an act ;)

I just thought of something

Survivor.
The Amazing Race.

2 of my most FAVOURITE shows

Neither of them
Have touched down in my fair country

(You must thank Heidi for this rant, with her "Martha doesn't want Canuckies" post)

Why is Survivor ALWAYS in a tropical country?
Isn't it harder to survive in the mountains
In 50 below weather
In a blizzard?
Nevermind spearing a little tropical water snake
Or a frikken chicken in a cage that THEY give you
For winning a three-legged race.
That doesn't make you the hero of the tribe
Spear yourself an elk, or a buffalo, or a caribou
While your hands are numb and blue from frostbite
Then you can start eating your Hero Biscuits

Ohhhh...I get it.
Then the chicks wouldn't be able to
Wear their string bikinis
And show off their $10,000 boob jobs
In a turtleneck and ski jacket
And the hot young fellas
Would have to trade in their loincloths
For parkas....

And The Amazing Race
"Race around the world" the intro says
No it ain't.
It's a race through the US (of course) Austria, Holland, Germany, India, Pakistan, Turkey, Madagascar, China, Thailand, Zambia, Tunisia, Italy, France, South Africa, New Zealand, Holland, Great Britain....
Even GUAM, for cripe's sake!
(Target doesn't deliver to Guam EITHER, remember...
So in my mind, Canada and Guam should stick together
Or go hand in hand whenever geographical rules are implemented!)
Why not a pit stop in Toronto
Or Vancouver
Or Montreal?

What is up with that?
Nevermind that...

WHAT is wrong with me???
LOL!!

is it too much to ask?

I'm a recluse today.

I have a cough.
I'm tired.
It's about 3000 degrees outside.
My very smart two-year-old is napping
So I'm taking advantage and playing online.

Our office is on the second floor
And looks out to the front of the house.
It's garbage day.
I frikken LOVE garbage day.

Dunno exactly why
It's a 'cleansing' thing, I think.

Now,I know these guys have a monontonous job
I know their backs must hurt
and I know it's 3000 degrees outside
On days like this I often run out with
Bottled water or cokes for the guys...
(Not today though, as I'm a recluse)

But..
Is it too much to ask
To toss my big Rubbermaid garbage bins
On the lawn
And not toss them on the road?
(Especially when there's a wind?)

So here I sit
The recluse that LOVES garbage day
Staring blankly out the front window
Watching my Rubbermaid garbage bins
Roll all over the street

(I especially like when cars
Have to dodge them :D )

Do you think its because
It's 3000 degrees outside
and I didn't bring them any beverages?

Betcha it is.

AnyHOW, I suppose I should peel my ass
Off of this chair and go and fetch them
And make sure there is cold water and Coke
In the fridge
Ready for the Recycling dudes....

Monkey See, Monkey Do

Yes, we're at that stage.
Everything that
Mommy says
Or
Everything that
Mommy does
Is replicated

I used to HATE that game as a kid
But it's kind of cute having my own
Little Mini Me
Doing it now

The trouble is
I say exactly what I want to say
When I want to say it
Sometimes without thinking first
A trait I was hoping
NOT to pass on to my offspring

So, the kids outside were screaming last night
At the top of their lungs
I peek out to see
Who the hell was screaming
Not fun kid screaming
Annoying screaming
So I see it's this kid
Madison
I come back to the dinner table and my very smart 2 year old asks
"Who sceaming, mommy?"
I say "Madison is. She's weird"
(Not thinking anything of it)

We trek outside
To join the screaming posse
My daughter calls one of them by another name
"I'm not Amder, I'm Madison"

"You weird" says my very smart 2 year old.

GULP.

"What did she say" the weird one asks me.
"I think she said that you're neat"
"Awww...you're neat too!"
She says to my very smart 2 year old.

Whew! Safe!

She's mumbled "shit" and "ass" before
We react, she laughs
Then says "bad word...daddy says those"
(LOL)
But this is the first time
She's repeated something we've said about someone else.

Gotta watch that.

live 8

It's a good thing Bob Geldof is doing,
Yet again.

I remember sitting in my 'rec room'
20 years ago
And watching "Live Aid"
The whole way through

Now, I'm planning to do the same
But in my "great room"
In 2005

"We don't want your money"
He says
"Just your attention"
Well, he always seems to get mine.

The Canadian edition of this
Fantastic concept
Is going to be held 4 minutes from my house
I'll be able to turn on the TV, mute the sound
And HEAR it in real time.

Toronto got bumped to host it
"Not enough time" said their mayor
It's coming an hour north, here to Barrie
"Bring it on" says our mayor.

Exciting news
Exciting acts
Jann Arden will be there
(make sure you tune in, Nance ;) )
Celine, too
Via satellite from Vegas, of course
She has a 900 billion dollar contract there, remember..
The stage will be filled
With Canada's finest

So, watch, will ya?
And enjoy
And think about why
Even with all these people talking about this musical spectacle
Too many people still go to sleep hungry at night...

Catching Up

Busy weekend for us
While we were away
Busy weekend here
For the Floor-Guys
(I could tell that from the blanket of ceramic-tile dust that covered everything in my home)
Busy now that we're home.

I always feel as though I'm trying to
Catch up on something
I'm never ahead of the game
Well, not recently anyway
House stuff, life stuff
(Even the post office must be trying to catch up as I still have NO mouse pad)

Even blog-reading
I'm WAY behind

And me no likie

So tonight
My plan is to put my pumpkin to sleep
Plunk my butt (larger after this weekend, thank you very much)
In front of my spyware-laced computer
(That's a whole other blog)

And catch up
With my stranger-friends

my favorite brush

I knew this was going to happen.

See, I am SUPER organized.
Even with all that went on yesterday
(That I DID get accomplished in 20 minutes, Nance..
Thank you for asking...;) )
I was very organized about it.

Anything that I had to walk on the floor
To go and get
To prepare for our trip today
I got
Before the plank was installed.

EXCEPT for my favorite brush.

It WAS in a little basket
On the back of the toilet
In the downstairs bathroom
That has since been removed
(Not just the basket, the whole TOILET)
And placed in a far, far, far away place
That is unreachable
Even with a plank

I've always been good with my hair, though
I can make it 'go' with my other brushes
Or my fingers
I had short hair for a long time
And didn't touch a brush for years
So I became good that way :D

But I would still feel better if I had my favorite brush

Well, I'll just have to make sure I rememeber
My two favorite ball caps
One simple black
One simple white
That I bought at the red bullseye
For 3 bucks each

My beauty isn't worth messing this floor up over...

Until Monday, my fellow beauties....

Walking the Plank

We're finally making it to Montreal to visit Hub's family this weekend.
We've been trying to make it happen for weeks.

So we're heading east first thing tomorrow morning.
Until Monday.
(Hope you don't all miss me too much ;) )

But, before we do that
I have to get through my Crazy Friday first

Remember that floor problem I mentioned a couple of weeks ago?
Well, they begin work on that today.
Floor-Guy will be here at 730 this morning
To begin ripping out the old floor
So, once that floor is ripped up
We cannot walk in the main hallway

The main hallway connects to the
Front Door
Downstairs washroom
The stairs going up
Laundry room
Front closet
Living room
Kitchen

We'll build you a 'plank',he says
So you can get upstairs
Just what my 2-year-old needs
A friggen PLANK
Not to mention just what my
10 year old, arthritic yellow Lab needs
(Reason why I took him to the kennel last night)

So, I have to balance on this 'plank' to:
Pack to go away
Carry my daughter upstairs to nap
(good luck with the sound of them tearing up ceramic tile)
And...PEE!!!

What do I have to accomplish BEFORE this plank is set up
(In about 20 minutes, by the way)
Shower, get dressed, get my daughter up, get her ready for swimming lessons, pack her swimming bag, eat breakfast, collect the garbage and put it by the curb, fold the last load that is in the dryer, carry that load up the stairs while it is still 'plank-less'...

Geez...if we ALWAYS had a plank to walk
Imagine how much stuff we'd get done?

(Have a great weekend everyone. Blog ya when I get back..
Au revoir!)

Wish I could wake up as beautiful as she does...lol... 

'Kids Eat Free" Wednesday

This is a new concept for us.
We used to steer clear of restaurants that had a kiddie menu altogether, nevermind a big freakin' sign that stated that "Kids Eat Free"..
Sometimes they don't even need a sign.
Sometimes everyone in the freakin' city just KNOWS that kids eat free on a certain day of the week there.
Except for us.

It's 5:30. We're hungry. Just get back from driving out to see if they have done anything with our new lot. (They haven't...no worries...lotsa time)

It's raining. I'm tired. I ain't cookin'.

Head into this Italian restaurant...get seated...order..
The crayons and placemat are a hit
For about 7 seconds

They gotta do something about that
It would be in everyone's best interest if they provided each table with a kid a portable DVD player, a Disney movie and li'l headphones to watch for the length of their visit...
Don't you agree?

Warning:
Don't give a 2 year old a choice when it comes to food in a restaurant.
They seem to always pick the last thing you mention
As their memory is still developing.
I KNEW this rule
But ignored it for some reason.

She said she wanted Macaroni & Cheese.
It came.
She didn't.

"Could I have a Kid Spaghetti? She doesn't want this, but we'll still eat it"
"We" usually means 'Me"
(Above Statement = Reason my ASS is growing larger by the day)

The spaghetti comes. She eats it.
I KNOW spaghetti is a guarantee.
What was I thinking?

The bill comes.
$0 for the mac 'n'cheese.
$0 for the spaghetti.

Oh great. NOW they think we're friggen vagrants
That hop from restaurant to restaurant on 'kids eat free' days
Ordering unlimited amounts of food for our kid
PLUS we asked them to wrap everything up
So we can feed our kid TOMORROW
On THEIR dime, TOO!

I mention this to Hub
I'm "f&*$& ridiculous", he says.
Because I think too much about stuff like that.

I do. I know.

PANGS

I have a jealousy problem.
I do.

It's weird because I love my life.
I have a wonderful, kind and loving Hub...
I have a amazing daughter...
A terrific family...
Terrific friends...
A terrific home..
We have the means to do a lot..

But I still get that PANG of jealousy now and again.

At the moment, the PANG was created by my best friend
Telling me she is heading to NYC this afternoon for a few days.

NYC is my absolute most FAVORITE place in the entire world
Not that I've been to THAT many places up until now
But I love it to no end.

I usually go every year
Not always with my Hub
Sometimes with really great friends
And sometimes with others
(Please refer back to my drama reference yesterday)
But I always go.
And I always have a spectacular time.

All she has to do is say the intitials 'NYC"
And I immediately start planning her trip
As if it were MY trip

I'm a freak.

We do have a trip booked there in October
But that was before we bought a new house
That we will move into a couple of weeks later
We still MAY go
But that's a big 'MAY'..
I hope we do

So, this is the latest source of my PANGS...

DO NOT even get me started on the mouse-pads....

b-anon

One of my best friends brought up a good point yesterday.

See, I mentioned to her that I had to go 'and Blog' and she responded with 'what is that?', which surprised me a little.
It surprised me because if anyone is up on a trend, whether it be clothes, art, TV, music, websites, etc...it is her.

Maybe that's just it. Maybe blogging isn't a trend. Maybe it's a way of online-life for many, now.

AnyHOW...

She asked "what is blogging...or maybe I don't want to know because I truly don't need another addiction".

It IS an addiction, isn't it?

I actually sign onto blogger before I even check my email, now.
I sign onto blogger before I opened MSN,
which is HUGE considering chatting was my life at one time.
It literally was.
I spent more time chatting each day than I did sleeping each night.
Sad, isn't it?
At the time it wasn't.
It was fun at the time.
Got me into trouble though, so we won't go down that road again.

NOW it's blogging.
Blogging is safer.
I like 'safe' things now
But it still has that anonymity factor
I think because it isn't 'real time', it's safer.
You still get to know each other very well
Even though you don't know them at all.
Sometimes there's a photo, but if there isn't
You still have that picture in your head.

So yes,
Each time I plunk down at the computer
I peruse my favorites
To see what they did yesterday
To see what is on their mind
To see what made them laugh
Or cry
To read about good news
Or bad
To hear something that will make me laugh my ass off
I have to admit that I do that the most.

I can't seem to figure out what fuels my addiction for such things
Sometimes I wonder if a lack of drama in your OWN life
Makes you turn to this medium
To either read about it
Or create it?

I think I just like to read about it
As I'm very, very happy with my drama-less life at the moment

Had enough of that in past years...

Let's see,
I don't smoke (3 years smoke-free in October)
I don't do drugs (too paranoid about stuff like that)
I drink moderatley
But sometimes eat ferociosly

I guess it's ok to have an addiction like this?

Isn't it???

Think You Know Alot about Chicken?

I grilled up a TON of chicken on the barbie yesterday. (Yes, I ventured outside into the stagnant air to cook food to nourish my family...it was my duty)

I always cook MORE than enough because we eat alot of chicken..in salads, in wraps, etc.

So, as I was sitting here this morning with my coffee, I had chicken on the brain. So I began searching for new recipes to use the TON of it that I cooked.

I found some great ones.
I also found some little known facts about chicken.

Did you know that....
A chicken can travel up to 9 miles an hour?
There are 4 towns in the U.S. that actually have 'Chicken" in their name? (Chicken, Alaska..chicken Bristle, IL and KY...and Chicken Town, PA)
The most eggs laid by a chicken in 1 day is 7?
Chickens and turkies have been know to cross-breed, thus producing "Turkin's"?
The closest living relative to the T-Rex is a chicken?
The longest recorded flight of a chicken is 13 seconds?
McDonald's in India only serves chicken and mutton? (A "Big Mutton Combo, please")
It is illegal to eat chicken with a fork in Gainsville, Georgia? (The 'chicken capitol of the world', apparently)

And finally...

Did you know that there are more chickens in the world than people?

Not if I keep grillin' like I've been grillin', there won't be...

Bon Appetit!

Top 10's

Wow...a double-blog day here. Must be the 'stagnant air' outside that is keeping me plunked in front of the computer.

Music, Movies & Books
All the things that I couldn't get enough of before I had my daughter.
I wouldn't trade my life now for the world,
But some days I would give anything
Just to listen to one of my favorite CD's the whole way through...
Watch a movie the whole way through..or go to one, for that matter
Read a book in a day, instead of taking 3 months to get through one now.

Here are my Top Ten favorite CDs, Movies & Books up until now..

CD's

Mirrorball - Sarah McLaughlin
Invincible Summer - kd lang
Hymns of the 49th Parallel - kd lang
Fly - Dixie Chicks
Breakdown - Melissa Etheridge
A Place In The Sun - Tim McGraw
Happy? - Jann Arden
Become You - Indigo Girls
When I Look In Your Eyes - Diana Krall


Movies

Shawshank Redemption
Beaches
Dumb & Dumber
Sleepless in Seattle
Kate & Leopold
Gia
A League of Their Own
Fried Green Tomatoes
Home Alone
Grease


Books

She's Come Undone - Wally Lamb
Divine Secrets of the Ya Ya Sisterhood - Rebecca Wells
To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee
Rubyfruit Jungle - Rita Mae Brown
Misadventures in the 213 - Dennis Hensley
Fried Green Tomatoes - Fannie Flagg
Circle of Three - Patricia Gaffney
The Firm - John Grisham
A Time to Kill - John Grisham
Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck

It's hard to just list your Top 10 of ANYTHING.
I suppose that's a good thing.


Psst...Thanks, Nance...for the idea....I like that we're on an "I Like" roll today....

inside fun

Since we're still dealing with THIS..

Smog Alert: June 12, 2005
Smog Advisory
The Ministry of the Environment has issued a Smog Advisory. For regional details see: Current Smog Advisories.
A stagnant hot, hazy and humid airmass over southern Ontario is forecast to remain during the next several days, causing partial sunshine, scattered precipitation, and light southerly winds.

A smog advisory is in effect in all forecast regions. Air quality indexes are expected to be in the moderate to poor categories in all regions during the next several days due to fine particles during the mornings and due to ozone and fine particles during the afternoons.

...we will be hiding within the safe,cool walls of our house today. By the way, don't you just LOVE the word "stagnant"?

I know it's so easy to just toss a movie in the DVD player and have my pumpkin sit on her beanbag chair and watch that all day, but that doesn't sit well with me.
There are many other things to do...

Colouring pictures
Cut & pasting Father's Day cards
Dressing up and playing princess
Dancing
Having a tea party
Reading some books
Building a Little People world
Practicing her somersaults
Play-Doh
Barbies (the dolls, not the pool)
Making up stories around the dollhouse
Singing
Play wrestling
Playing 'stickers'

OK, That will kill about 34 minutes...

Siggghhhhh....
Ok, where's "Monsters Inc" or "Finding Nemo".....??

WANTED: Clean Air

Not going to write much today because, frankly, I feel nauseous.

I can deal with the heat, and the humidity.
But this smog is intolerable.

'Stay in the A/C" they warn on the news.
'Breathing problems? Do not venture outdoors" they say.

Too many people driving cars with just 1 person in them
Too many cars on the road. Period.
Mixed with no wind, high humidity and extreme heat.
97 here today (I've already converted for my American friends)
With 100% humidity.
Blech.

Toronto is second only to Houston when it comes to poor air quality in a large city.
Something to be proud of, eh?

Sickening combination.
Deadly, for some.

Hiding indoors today.
Could only take about 30 minutes with Barbie this afternoon.
Too worried about my pumpkin's little lungs.
Worried about my asthma-stricken lungs, too.
And, she didn't even cry when I made her come in.
Perhaps she could taste that crap, too.

How's this for a cheery, Saturday afternoon post?
Tommorrow's should be just as good, as its supposed to be even worse.

Blech.

WANTED: A Real Pool

It is hot. Unbearably hot.
The kind of heat that makes you feel sick to your stomach.
The kind of heat that makes you want to hang indoors all day in the A/C.
Or in the refreshing waters of a pool.

I'm anxiously awaiting the awakening of my daughter from her nap.
How crazy is that?, you're all thinking to yourselves.
Don't you want her to sleep as long as she can so you can have a bit of a break?, you wonder.

Of course it's crazy. Of course I want her to sleep as long as she can.

The bottom line?
I won't look quite as ridiculous sitting in a small, blow-up Barbie pool with my 2 year old in there with me, now will I??

So I need her to wake up so we can get out there.

We did buy a new pool at the red bullseye while we were "visiting friends just outside of Detroit".
A bigger one that, if I sit in it, the water actually comes up past my boobs.

Problem is, its too big to blow-up with my mouth and I can't find the electric pump and my Hub isn't answering his work line.

So, the Barbie one it is.
Small enough to blow-up with my mouth.
Wet enough to cool me off in this heatwave.

Childish enough for me to look ridiculous.

OH! She's stirring! YAY!
Gotta go!

home...

...and tired (not a co-sleeper with my pumpkin..she has crazy-legs)
...and hot (this humidity and smog is choking me)
...and broke (thanks to the red bullseye...wink wink)
...and full (Don Pablo's and the Macaroni Grill ROCK..I am adding them to my 'Come to Canada' crusade)
...and happy (that we got to see our friends...we really do have friends there, by the way.)
...and also happy (to be back to blogging)

Hope everyone had a good couple of days.

More tomorrow (yaawwwwwwwwwwwnnnnn)

yesterday, today, tomorrow & the next day & the day after that

Just want to fill you in on a few things..

Cake turned out well
She didn't want a part in making it though,
Oddly enough
Just wanted to watch
Then when her Daddy got home
It was a constant
"Daddy, like-a cake? Like-a cake?"

Today was busy..
Pre-school this morning
Followed by her first haircut
She did well
Who wouldn't
With a cherry lollipop in one hand
And a toy fishy in the other?

Tommorrow it's off to Target-land
Or sorry...off to
"visit friends who live outside of Detroit"
Wink wink, mr. customs officer

We'll be there until Thursday
In Michigan, not Target
I wish
Wink wink

So this will be my last blog
Until Friday
Now that you're up to date
On the life 'n' times
Of BonnyT
You'll be able to sleep
I'm sure

Wink Wink

See you in a few days
My stranger-friends

the song, and cake

Today I'm going to bake a cake with my daughter.
Remember, she's not even 2 yet.
It won't be pretty.
But I'm completely prepared for her to have a hand (literally) in it's construction.

See, it's my Hub's birthday today.
Unfortunately, he's at work, but that gives us time to decorate the kitchen floor and walls in chocolate...

She understands the concept of birthday cakes now.
She's been to 3 birthday parties already in her little life..
Not including family...these were actual invitation-parties...
Popular gal...
She knows that when we sing "the song" that "cake" follows.
She knows that the term "Birthday" means song, cake and presents.

So, when I said "it's Daddy's birthday in a few days"
She immediately responded with "cake"
How could I not let her have a hand in it after such an intellectual response?

The fact that on most days, she can't find her mouth
With a spoonful of spaghetti
Without finding her lap first
Shouldn't scare me at all.
It is just chocolate.

2 year olds and a spatula full of chocolate icing
Equals
A recipe for disastor?

No, more like a recipe for love.

Raring to go

I have such an urge to pack up the car and take a road trip.

Get Out The Map - The Indigo Girls

The saddest sight my eyes can see
is that big ball of orange sinking slyly down the trees
Sittin in a broken circle while you rest upon my knee
this perfect moment will soon be leaving me

Suzanne calls from Boston the coffee's hot the corn is high
And that same sun that warms your heart will suck the good earth dry
With everything it's opposite enough to keep you crying
or keep this old world spinning with a twinkle in its eye

Get out the map get out the map and lay your finger anywhere down
We'll leave the figuring to those we pass on our way out of town
Don't drink the water there seems to be something ailing everyone
I'm gonna clear my head
I'm gonna drink that sun
I'm gonna love you good and strong while our love is good and young

Joni left for South Africa a few years ago
and then Beth took a job all the way over on the West Coast
And me I'm still trying to live half a live on the road
Seems I'm heavier by the year and heavier by the load

Why do we hurtle ourselves through every inch of time and space
I must say around some corner I can sense a resting place
With every lesson learned a line upon your beautiful face
We'll amuse ourselves one day with these memories we'll trace

Get out the map get out the map and lay your finger anywhere down
We'll leave the figuring to those we pass on our way out of town
Don't drink the water there seems to be something ailing everyone
I'm gonna clear my head
I'm gonna drink the sun
I'm gonna love you good and strong while our love is good and young

smiles

It seems like a long time ago
And only yesterday
All at the same time

How can that be?
I've tried to figure that out
Many times

When you know that the chance of looking at each other
Face to face, smile to smile
Is never going to happen again.
When you know where the person is
But circumstances hold you back from getting together
That's when it feels like
"A long time ago"

But
When you think of the unquestionable connection
The two of you have
Because of past feelings, past conversations, past tears
When you think of memories
And you smile
That's when it "seems like only yesterday"

Knowing
That I can pick up the phone and dial
And there you are
Is very, very unnerving
Bittersweet, actually
As I know that the sound of your voice will make me smile
Even before I hear it
But who knows what that smile will turn into
Before too long
That's the hard part.

But
I find it so very, very comforting
To know that if I ever did dial
That you would be there, smiling
And
I find it soothing to know that you're
Thinking of me
Once in awhile
Or maybe more

For me it's more than once in awhile

So we keep our distance
Or perhaps it's just me keeping the distance
Life takes over, I suppose

We read each other's words from time to time
And smile at those, instead
We talk about our memories
And smile at those, always

Thinking back to
You and I
Always with a smile

bugs

I friggen hate them.
I hate all of them.
Every last one.
The big ones, the little ones
The flying ones, the crawling ones
The ones that sting, the ones that don't
Yup.
That's me.
I'm a bug-hater.

Yes, I know they are important
Blah blah blah blah blah
Yes, I know that some of them are our 'friends'
Yada yada yada
Don't care.
I hate 'em.

Although I've never gotten stung or anything
And I have never gotten a mosquito bite
Ever in my life
(Yes, I'm serious)
They sit on me
I can see their little blood-suckin-stingers
"Checking' my skin surface
Then they just fly away
My mother hasn't either
Strange, but true.

I can beat Marion Jones in a race
The moment a bee/wasp/hornet comes around me
My husband says I do cartwheels across the yard
When one comes by
Funny thing is,
I can't do a cartwheel

Never been stung though
Knock on wood
What makes me uncomfortable
Is the fact that you don't know you are allergic
Until AFTER the fact.
Not comfortable with that, thanks.

"Why are you moving to the country
If you hate bugs?"
Is the question I've been hearing over and over.
And I never have an answer
I'll live, I say.

Unless of course I get stung and I'm allergic.