Thursday, April 19, 2007
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Proverbs+THC= This post
1. The grass is always greener- Bullshit . I like my grass and its very green. Why? Because it has so much shit that keeps it growing like crazy. You learn, with experience how to avoid the prickle bushes.
2. Beauty is in the eye of a boholder . Perhaps. But everyone on the planet thinks a hyena is ugly.
3. Better to have loved and lost than not loved at all. What kind of sadist came up with this crap? Better to have your heart stomped on and turn you into a suspicious, guarded, lonely person than to be innocent in affairs of the heart. Tough decision
4. Life is what you make of it. Sure. If you spend your life stoned in Wonderland. In the real world, shit happens. Shit which you have no control over and its going to get messy sometimes.
When you don't have control, tighten the helmet and hold the fuck on!
2. Beauty is in the eye of a boholder . Perhaps. But everyone on the planet thinks a hyena is ugly.
3. Better to have loved and lost than not loved at all. What kind of sadist came up with this crap? Better to have your heart stomped on and turn you into a suspicious, guarded, lonely person than to be innocent in affairs of the heart. Tough decision
4. Life is what you make of it. Sure. If you spend your life stoned in Wonderland. In the real world, shit happens. Shit which you have no control over and its going to get messy sometimes.
When you don't have control, tighten the helmet and hold the fuck on!
To watch a flower grow
Buried in the chaos of my week was a beautiful seedling that I was blessed to be able to watch sprout. Its been a rough couple of weeks. Chicken Pox has raged through our household and at the most inopportune time. Drews hockey team has skated their way to the top and won the semi finals. I am so proud of my little team. I've been coaching for three years and this year was the first year I've seen the fruits of my labour. This amazing fireball team got off to a slow start.
We even had 2 kids that could barely skate and no one understood the concept of team play.
Fast forward to playoffs. We've been on a winning streak since December and went from near the bottem to the top team entering the playoffs. We won the semi playoffs last Tuesday and the final playoff game is this Saturday. Then yesterday, the worse possible scenario happened. Drew got her first chicken pox. Needless to say, she is mortified at the thought of missing the biggest game of the year. I'm so torn as both her mom and her coach. I have to be there. I have to rally my little troops yet it just won't be the same without her.
Work has been tumulteous . I'm burnt out from the politics. Tell me whats worse; getting fucked in the ass and being too stupid to realize it or being fucked in the ass and being totally aware of it. Not only aware, but accomidating. That used to be me until quite recently. I put my foot down. Let the cards fall where they may. I have and always will be resourceful. My dignity shall always supercede my paycheque.
Its Jade's first real birthday party on Sunday. I was initially worried that no one would RSVP.
I know at least a few parents are nervous, allowing their 4-5 year old to attend a big party but they all called and they're all coming. I can't wait to see her bask in all the birthday attention.
She's adapt just fine, my little princess.
Tonight was emotional. Jess had her first dance at school. It was an important night. The theme was Oscars night, complete with red carpet and doormen. I took her out last week to buy a dress, shoes and all the fixins. I had to rush home like crazy after work, stopping only to pick up the polka dot girls fav dinner ( Chinese) Jess asked for my help and I was so happy. I curled her hair, I did her makeup, I zipped her up...and I cried. So looked so beautiful. I couldn't believe I was looking at my first born , all dressed up. She quickly reminded me with a kiss and a thank you mommy. I've loved watching her grow. I've felt so blessed being such a huge part of her life. This crazy kid actually likes hanging out with old mom. We shop, we laugh, we fight over celebrity gossip mags, we share shoes, we scream at each other, we watch horror flicks and gorge on black licorice. I bitch about her emo gay music and she bitches about my rules.
I love every moment. You have to love your kid, it says so on page three of the parenting for dummies handbook but I actually like her too. I like her alot.
Please God, can we hold off on World War III or Global warming for just a little bit longer. I'm kinda liking the space I'm in right now.
We even had 2 kids that could barely skate and no one understood the concept of team play.
Fast forward to playoffs. We've been on a winning streak since December and went from near the bottem to the top team entering the playoffs. We won the semi playoffs last Tuesday and the final playoff game is this Saturday. Then yesterday, the worse possible scenario happened. Drew got her first chicken pox. Needless to say, she is mortified at the thought of missing the biggest game of the year. I'm so torn as both her mom and her coach. I have to be there. I have to rally my little troops yet it just won't be the same without her.
Work has been tumulteous . I'm burnt out from the politics. Tell me whats worse; getting fucked in the ass and being too stupid to realize it or being fucked in the ass and being totally aware of it. Not only aware, but accomidating. That used to be me until quite recently. I put my foot down. Let the cards fall where they may. I have and always will be resourceful. My dignity shall always supercede my paycheque.
Its Jade's first real birthday party on Sunday. I was initially worried that no one would RSVP.
I know at least a few parents are nervous, allowing their 4-5 year old to attend a big party but they all called and they're all coming. I can't wait to see her bask in all the birthday attention.
She's adapt just fine, my little princess.
Tonight was emotional. Jess had her first dance at school. It was an important night. The theme was Oscars night, complete with red carpet and doormen. I took her out last week to buy a dress, shoes and all the fixins. I had to rush home like crazy after work, stopping only to pick up the polka dot girls fav dinner ( Chinese) Jess asked for my help and I was so happy. I curled her hair, I did her makeup, I zipped her up...and I cried. So looked so beautiful. I couldn't believe I was looking at my first born , all dressed up. She quickly reminded me with a kiss and a thank you mommy. I've loved watching her grow. I've felt so blessed being such a huge part of her life. This crazy kid actually likes hanging out with old mom. We shop, we laugh, we fight over celebrity gossip mags, we share shoes, we scream at each other, we watch horror flicks and gorge on black licorice. I bitch about her emo gay music and she bitches about my rules.
I love every moment. You have to love your kid, it says so on page three of the parenting for dummies handbook but I actually like her too. I like her alot.
Please God, can we hold off on World War III or Global warming for just a little bit longer. I'm kinda liking the space I'm in right now.
Monday, April 02, 2007
And we have the polka dots....
or, in grown up words the chicken pox. Its not surprise really. Whenever S goes away on business, something dramatic happens. It can never be an easy week with no drama. Nope, not in my life. Jade woke up with the chicken pox Saturday morning. She calls them the polka dots and insists we refer to her as Pongo ( the spotted dalmation from 101 dalmations) She's a trooper though, no complaints at all. My lovely sister offered to stay with her today while I wrap up an entire week in one day at the office so I can spend the week home with Jade. On the upside, I can actually tackle my spring cleaning and prepare for Easter. The downside; Drew is going to get them any day now...just in time for Play off finals.







