Musings...

Jesse and I had a mother/daughter date on Saturday to celebrate her birthday. She wanted to spend the entire day downtown shopping and walking around the market. We had a wonderful time; bought some clothes, ate lots of fresh market fruit, perused the market trinkets etc. The only downside ( ok, downside for her but absolutely hilarious for me) was our walk down Sparks Street. When planning our date, we failed to consider that the annual rib fest was on that weekend. The market is filled with outdoor BBQ’s and vendors selling award winning ribs. Heaven for the carnivore, hell for the vegan. Jesse is a very strict vegan and to say she was grossed out would be putting it mildly. We had to walk right through the festival. Four streets of BBQ ribs everywhere you looked. She was turning green from the smell permeating the air. I was laughing so hard. Imagine, a poor little vegan girl walking through a haze of thousands of people, all gnawing on ribs like zombies, BBQ juices dripping down their chins. She’s convinced she’ll have nightmares forever. When we finally got to the end of the long mile, there were a few young protesters waving anti pig slaughter signs. Jess was going on about how great it was that people were speaking out against this supposed animal cruelty. Ten minutes later we’re in the market and we see the EXACT same people. Only this time, they have ditched their pig signs and are waving yet another sign. Guess what the sign read?
“Completely broke. Any spare change will do so I can eat” Priceless.

My very first boyfriend was Jeff. I was 14, he 16 and we were madly in love. We dated for 2 years but remained best friends for a very long time. In fact, it was he who introduced me to Scott 15 years ago. I had not seen, nor spoke to him in 8 years. No reason, just life’s craziness. That is, until yesterday. He found me on Facebook. I was blown away. It was wonderful to catch up via Facebook messages. We talked about our kids, homes, jobs etc. Here comes the shocker. He works in the SAME building as I do.
I’m at one end of the complex and he’s at the other and we never knew until yesterday.
How crazy is that? I’m going to stop by and surprise him this morning.

One more week left of the restaurant contract and I can’t wait! I’m so looking forward to some downtime. I decided that I was going to kick back for the summer and only work my usual 3.5 days a week. It’s going to be wonderful to be able to spend more time with my babies and Scott. Some days, I feel almost like an outsider. The world goes by and I was missing everything because of work. I really hated that. No more.

Maggie, my lab is a slut. I know, it pains me to say that but its true. She’s in heat and we’ve had to vigilantly keep her close these past few weeks. Last night, Scott let her out for a couple of minutes. When he called her in, she wouldn’t come so he went searching.
To his surprise, there was Maggie, at the neighbors, getting nailed by their boxer. Thank God the boxer is fixed but ewww gross. I can’t look her in the eye right now –sighs-

This Morning...

On My Way To Work


A silly very very close up self portrait

Progress Report

I like the definition,

sculpted

but I'm greedy. I'm ready for the next challenge. Phase II

The Infamous Birthday Bike

In Drew's words... this is the best present in the entire universe infinity!

Yessssssssssssssssssss

A really quick update

June is insanity. It always has been and no matter how hard I try and prepare I still end up frazzled. Two kid birthdays, exams, end of school... the list goes on. here is a warp speed update

I dropped the restaurant contract at the end of June. I am SO relieved! After 18 months of no life and plenty of migraines, I quite blissfully severed the contract. I was tired of weekend evenings spent crunching numbers and reconciling everyones mess. In 2 short weeks I can rejoin the living! The first thing I'm doing is spending a Friday night downtown on a patio with a bottle of Creekside, people watching.

This has been Drews birthday week. Last night was her family dinner. We bought her an electric dirt bike and the look on her face when she saw it was worth a million dollars. Forget cake, forget presents, forget goodbyes. She rode that bike until the last drop of battery juice was gone.
Saturday is the big party. I bought out 2 rows in the dug out for the pro baseball league game.
14 boys... and Drew. I'm going to need a sedative by the 4th Inning. Nawww, its going to be fantastic.

Jess turns 16 next week. She informed me that her dream present was a $1200 yellow Channel purse. I think my puddle of pee on the floor from laughing so hard made it apparent that she wasn't getting it. We're having her family dinner next Friday and everyone has already asked if I can please please please throw some sort of meat on the grill as they don't think they can stomach the vegan lasagna Jess has requested. Suck it up I say... eat the tofu and rice cheese and love it. She didn't want a birthday party ( I know, I was shocked too) and instead asked to kidnap me for the day. Its actually pretty sweet. She has spent alot of time researching what she wants to do with old mom. So far, shopping, a rickshaw ride through downtown, lunch at a vegan cafe in the market, the art gallery and henna tattoos. I'm up for that. I actually love hanging out with this kid. She makes me laugh like no one else can and her view of the world always amazes me.

School is out in a week. We've been busy planning July's vacations. August is already full with Drews training camp for hockey so all getaways are scheduled for July. We have a family reunion first week of July and a few canoe/camping trips scheduled. I'd like to get to the Hockey Hall of Fame in Toronto and of course Wonderland.

Thats it for quick updates. An intelligent, thought provoking post will find its way to this blog soon. I promise.