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Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Goodnight, John Boy...

I find it both slightly ridiculous and completely endearing that I have to wish goodnight to every single toy Jake chooses to sleep with.

Tedd E. Bear, Rainbow Dash from my little pony fame, (who Jake insists: despite my assurances that she is female; "No, Mommy, Rainbow Dash is a boy pony! He's BLUE and he can FLY!!!") Wolfy (pretty obvious what he is...) Buzz Lightyear, and occasionally, Optimus Prime... When they wish me a goodnight in various squeaky to growly voices. *sighs* What a production!

I've tried culling the herd, but god forbid he might end up missing one or two of his buddies at night. Silly kiddo.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Kicking my Bucket List...

One item at a time. I decided to be less passive this year and more agressive at attaining my own goals. Afterall, if I won't chase my own dragon, than who will?

Item one on my "Bucket List" was completed last weekend, my auntie came over for the weekend and taught me how to sew a quilt. She helped me set up our spare room in our basement as a hobby/sewing room for me, she generously contributed the 5" squares for the topper and helped me pick out the other items I'd need, as well as setting me up with the basics for what I'd need to make more, which is definitely in the works, and sets me up nicely for number 2 on my list.

Action shot!

Do you think he likes it?

with it's matching pillow, in my sewing room.

Napping Daddy approved, though quite short for someone who is 6' 3"tall!  LOL!

Item number 2 is to make more quilts if I was any good at making the first, (which I seemed to do tolerably well, it's a cute blanket!) and I decided to make a matching pillow for the original quilt, I had enough squares left over and enough backing and quilt batting to do more. So sew I shall!

Other items on my Bucket list are:

Going to Scotland for a few weeks (Hubby and I agreed this would be our 10 year anniversary present! He wants to fish the river Spey, I want to go wandering around in castles wearing cable knit sweaters!)
Getting a large piece tattoo done from mid thigh to the top of my foot (a peacock)
Getting my drivers license (32 this year and I still can't drive, what a joke!)
Getting my passport.
Going to Mexico.
Achieving and maintaining a healthy body weight.
Professionally publish some of my writing.
Creating something with pottery/clay, perhaps taking a class at a local college.

And many more items, but all of them achievable.  Some are mundane, some are extraordinary and will require a lot of planning and forethought, but it's not the intensity and difficulty level of these things That is the point, it's the journey that is life from start to finish. I want to be able to be there on my death bed, whenever that is, and not have regrets that I didn't do the things I wanted to do in my life.

I'll probably write more posts about my bucket list items. What are some of your life goals?

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Clever, Clever!

Me, While getting Jake a snack before bedtime: *singing* Hello my honey, Hello my baby, Hello my Jakey-guy!!!

Jake: Hello my honey, Hello my baby, Hello my mommy-woman!

Me: *Uncontrollable laughter, big smooch on his face* You clever boy!

Jake: Mommy, You're my best friend.

Me: You're my best friend too, Jakey.

Post-Ticklus...

Jake, sitting awkwardly astraddle my legs, grabbing the pull strings on my hoodie and bouncing on me: "Giddy up, horsie!"

Me: "Nooooo. You've exhausted me. Mommy is tired."

Jake: "But, I am the cowboy. And you are the horsie.

*pause*

The ooooooold horsie."

Me: "You say the nicest things. That's a definite "No"."

Jake: "Aaaawwwwhh!"

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

"...And I Winned!"

Jake is playing on the leapster explorer handheld device that he got for Christmas. While playing a train game he just started a few minutes ago for the first time, he starts cheering:

"Yaaaaaaayyyy! Hey Mommy! See! I did this! I push this button here with the pen and it moves the tracks to the right. And the train can get through into a tunnel and then I winned! I'm a train master!"

Me: (thinking in my head) *Holy shit! he knows his lefts and rights, properly, and even I have trouble with them sometimes, I'm 31. He also just said an entire paragraph describing exactly how to play the game without me showing him anything, and he figured it out within 2 minutes. I HAVE A GENIUS CHILD!*

(out-loud) Excellent buddy, way to go!

Friday, December 30, 2011

2011 in review, a MEME from My Aunt Becky

1. What did you do in 2011 that you’d never done before?
I registered a URL for a blog. This is the first time I've ever owned a website. Kinda neat, but sad that at the same time this is all I can think of for firsts. Maybe our first family photoshoot, or my first wedding anniversary.

2. Did you keep your New Year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
In the past 4 years I have flat out refused to do any sort of New Years Resolution, my NYR's are started before the 1st of January, (or at least planned out) or started sometime in March. This year is something different, and I quite honestly feel like I am wasting my borrowed time on this earth. I'm singularly unhealthy, both weight and physically, you can see it in my skin, in my bodyshape, and in the way I feel inside. It's crackdown time, but it's not necessarily a "New Years Resolution". It's a necessity resolution to myself so I don't fucking kill myself from my own stupidity. Also I'm hoping to lose 50lbs by August. We'll see. I just have to stick to it.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
Yep, my cousin's and his fiancee had a very handsome little lad, and my friends Kristine and Chris had a lovely little miss who I got to snuggle at less than a day old. Squee!

4. Did anyone close to you die?
Nope, not this year... At least I don't think so?


5. What would you like to have in 2012 that you lacked in 2011?
Confidence in my body.

6. What countries did you visit?
I stayed in Canada this year.

7. What date from 2011 will remain etched upon your memory, and why:
My first anniversary.

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Nothing I can definitively answer this year. How depressing.

9. What was your biggest failure?
The lack of achievement in 2011. I was very "overwhelmed" and depressed all year long. Time to put on my big girl panties and deal! Also, I accidentally washed my kids' ipod touch in the washing machine. There was a lot of cursing happening in the laundry room while I scalded the shit out of my arms/hands searching frantically for it in the screaming hot water and sheets.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Nothing major. A couple of colds. I suppose crippling anxiety at parts in my year would classify as an illness.

11. What was the best thing you bought?
My 4th gen, 64gb ipod touch. Technically my husband bought it for me, for Mother's day/birthday gift.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
Jake. The leaps and bounds he's made in development, both attitude wise and vocabulary and mental developmentally is amazing. He amazes me every day.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Mine.

14. Where did most of your money go?
I don't have an income. Ask my husband.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Glee, which dammit, has been VERY disappointing both season 2 and the beginning of season 3.

16. What song will always remind you of 2011?
Adele - One and Only.




17. Compared to this time last year, are you:

i. happier or sadder? Sadder, however, more determined than ever to smarten this life of mine around.

ii. thinner or fatter? Ugh, Fatter, is my guess.
iii. richer or poorer? I'm not the moneybags.

Okay, Meme, let me take a stab at that:

i) more or less like Justin Beaver - Uhh... I couldn't give two shiny shits and a brass knuckle.
ii) more or less likely to decide inanimate objects looked like boobs - Everyone loves tits.
iii) more or less likely to watch Glee – About the same, but if it's true that C. Colfer and Lea Michelle are leaving after this season, it will def. be my last. This season is awful so far.

18. What do you wish you’d done more of?
More shit outside my house. Somewhere in the last couple of years I became reclusive to the point of ridiculous. This is completely out of character for me, and not a good example for my son.

19. What do you wish you’d done less of?
Sitting on my big fat ass, stuffing my gob. LOL!

20. How will you be spending Christmas?
At home. With my cousins and my guys.

21. Did you fall in love in 2011?
No. I'm feeling particularly jaded.

22. How many one-night stands?
What is sex? I forget.

23. What was your favorite TV program?
Big Bang Theory, which was a marathon of all 5 seasons in a week, this summer it was True Blood on HBO. I don't really watch more than that. Glee... well... That's been covered already.

24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?
Nope.

25. What was the best book you read?
I enjoyed Jacqueline Carey's newest spinoff of the Kushiel's dart series (Nama'ah's kiss, curse etc...) and I just finished reading the four books Cliff got me for Christmas, (4 books in five days, Yeah it's sick...) by JR Ward, the Fallen angel series: Covet, Crave and Envy. They were enjoyable and a nice spinoff of the Black Dagger Brotherhood series that she writes.

26. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Herp-a-derrrrppppp.... Uh... Probably Adele's 21, and Micheal Buble's Christmas album is awesome. It was on every day until Christmas in my house.

27. What did you want and get?
Mah iPod upgrade!

28. What was your favorite film of this year?
Thor was enjoyable. Napoleon Dynamite is a recurring favourite. It might not be "new" but it's always enjoyed.

That sucked. I’m going to make up a new question:

a) Where are your pants?
on my fat, fat ass.

29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I turned 31. I can't remember what I did for my birthday. I know it was a pretty good weekend, that's all I can vaguely recall.

30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
More cowbell?

31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2011?
Fashion? Yoga pants and a few knit sweaters. Tank tops and shorts in the summer.

34. What kept you sane?
My friends. My trip out to Victoria this summer by myself, which was my first holiday sans family.

35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
No one.

edit: I totally freaking lied. Joe Manganiello. Phwoar! The only Celebrity crush I've had since I was 13 and obsessed with Jonathan Brandis. (RIP, JB.)
 
Oh. My. God. (To my husband: I love you, honey.)


36. What political issue stirred you the most?
Nothing, really. I voted this year.

37. Who did you miss?
Christmas was hard without my parents this year.
38. Who was the best new person you met?
Ugh, the pressure! Everybody that wasn't douchey?

39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2011:
Nothing happens unless you're proactive. You'll never know what you can do if you don't try.

40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
Uh... No.

Sunday, December 25, 2011

A Christmas Poem...


 
T'was the day of Christmas and all through the house;
some hacking some snoring, except for the Haus(frau). 

The living room a disaster with toys everywhere;
the dishwasher's going without going anywhere!

The turkey breast; stuffing, in the slow cooker cooking;
Mommy's wishing for booze, but not really looking.
 
The preschooler (not) napping; toy shark in his fist; 
Mommy's heard him making noise, Oh gosh, now she's pissed! 
(not really...)
 
A ham, turkey, chicken, some veggies and pie; 
I'll be beat when I hit the hay ain't tellin' no lie!

Merry Christmas to all, It's been a long day; 
I'm tired but I'm happy, can't wait til tonight!




*snoooorrrreeeeee!!*

Thursday, December 15, 2011

It's a State of Being....

Jake: Mommy, can you tell me a story?

Me: Sure buddy.

Jake: About dinosaurs!

Me: Okay... Once upon a time, there was a dinosaur and his name waaaaaas?

Jake: T-Rex Buddy!

Me: Sure, T-Rex Buddy. And he had a friend named Jakeasaurus!

Jake: !!!!!! *wordless twirl of excitement on my bed!*

Me: And T-Rex Buddy and Jakeasaurus liked to eaaaaattt?

Jake: MEAT! AND BAD GUYS! CARRION! THEY ARE CARNIVORES!

Me: Yep, meat. Aaaaand they also liked to eat?

Jake: PIZZA!

Me: What colour was T Rex Buddy?

Jake: Black, with red, here, (indicates his sides) *Then he collapses bonelessly on my bed*

Me: And what colour was Jakeasaurus?

Jake: *tongue sticking out the side of his mouth* Dead!

Me: Dead is not a colour, honey. It's a state of being.

Jake: Oh. Okay.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

How Time Flies!

 1 year ago today I married the love of my life in our living room with close family and friends in attendance. Our JP was a really nice guy named Don that I picked on the BC Justice of the Peace website because I liked how awesome his smile was, when all the rest of them looked like they were sucking lemons in their pictures. (to be fair I'm sure they were perfectly fine, but I liked Don's smile.)

We had our "reception" at The White Spot restaurant in New Westminster, and everybody paid for themselves, in a casual, heartwarming grouping of all the people we loved best in the world that could make it on short notice (1 month from planning our wedding until the actual date...) It was intimate and wonderful and exhausting, and I sincerely hope I never forget a single thing about it.

My cousin Shannon paid for our flowers as a beautiful wedding present, my Auntie Peggy and Shannon combined culinary talents and made the most delectable french macarons (orange creme and vanilla creme sandwiched in between orange and vanilla flavoured delectable almond flour wafers, oh my god divine...) as our wedding favours, my best friend Heather was my matron of honour, and both Heather and my cousin Sylvie (who basically was my bridesmaid, if she were to have a title.) were infinitely helpful during the days before and the day of (and the days after, ha!) our wedding. We spent hours doing a bunch of different things the day before the actual ceremony, and Heather saved me hundreds of dollars by making boutonnieres and pin-on corsages for our wedding guests at the house. I feel like I'm leaving out thanks to people a year down the road, but suffice to say that whoever helped us do anything, the gratitude is there. Our little wedding wouldn't have gone nearly as smoothly without your help.

I have so many memories of that day, like my then two year old niece telling me that I looked like a beautiful princess, and then tooting in my hand! Hee! But the thing that stands out the most for me is the enormous smile on my Cliffy's face, when we finished saying our vows, that memory still makes me grin, and still brings tears to my eyes. I love you, my sweet, frustrating, stubborn, handsome, smart, artistic, talented husband. You gave me our son, you gave me your heart.

I love you so much. Happy first wedding anniversary, honey.


Loooooooveeeerrrssss.... In a not so dangerous time...
Mischief?

Uh, Yeah... I'd say mischief. *sighs*


All photographs taken by Heather Anderson-Clelland of hphotography.ca

Overheard: On Anniversary presents...

My first wedding anniversary with the Hubby is today, and I was having a late night conversation with one of my lovely cupcakes, Ms. Alli via chat.

Me: So, I either get diamonds or a teapot for my anniversary present... What do you think I'll get?

Alli: Oh oh! I hope it's a diamond-encrusted teapot!

Me: Ha! ...Completely impractical on a necklace.

Alli: Bahahahahhaha! You could be the Martha Stewart version of Flava Flav!

Monday, October 31, 2011

All Hallow's Eve... (Photos)

With a touch of the Day of the Dead. My Halloween Costume!
All the colours are old eyeshadows I haven't used in years,
mixed with a moisturizer. SMART.


Action shot.
LumberJake. He didn't want a moustache. Dangit!

LumberJake turned Axe Murderer action shot. 

I have no idea why he's holding up 4 fingers.
More hot live jack-o-lantern action. People loved the MJ!

Sitting outside supplying trick-or-treaters with tootsie rolls.
I stayed outside until my nose ran.

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Happy (Pre) Hallowe'en, Spooksters! (photo entry)

I'm not a huge Hallowe'en person, but I am a huge crafts and crafting stuff person. So I enjoy making the costumes, and making the pumpkins look cool, but seriously dislike the fireworks, being scared, yadda yadda. I'm such a pill. 

However, Jake is being a lumberjack as a costume this year, (I have some sort of thing about putting beards on him, maybe it's because he looks like a wee version of my dad?) and I'll post up some pictures on or after Hallowe'en of him in his costume. Because he's really freaking cute.

Here's my pre-Hallowe'en selection of photos for you to browse at your leisure!

My son designed this one.

all of them on the steps up to the door.

My haunted house pumpkin in progress.
This took about 4 hours total to complete.
Finished Haunted house pumpkin.

Ah-hee-hee! This pumpkin is a real THRILLER!
I was literally singing thriller as I took the picture.

My MJ and Jake's second pumpkin. I think his looks rather skeleton-y.


Jake in front 2 of our pumpkins.
Me: Say "Happy Halloween!"
Jake: "No!"
Me: Okay just smile really big!
Jake: Okay. *insert cheesy awkward smile*

Overheard: On Hallowe'en Costumes...

A Conversation between my Husband and myself:

Linds, while making an attempt at a Hallowe'en costume princess hat, to my Hubby, as I place the hat on my head: "Hey baby, how do you think I could attach this hat to this headband?"

Hubby: *Pauses "Cover Me Canada", turns around and looks at me. There is this bizarre expression on his face and complete silence... You can hear crickets chirping.*

Linds: "I look retarded in this, don't I?"

Hubby: Trying to cover a huge grin with his hand. "No honey, Not at all."

Linds: "You're an absolutely terrible liar.

I love you. 

*pause* I'm so not putting this crap on my head."

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Overheard: On Labour and Babies...

Jake, randomly to me as I am putting him to bed: "So the mommy had her legs up like THIS!" (in labour position knees to chest. Under his blankets he looks like a turtle on it's back, which I guess is kind of accurate...)

Me, completely baffled: "Uh huh?"

Jake: "And she had a baby in her tummy! Her legs were like THIS!!! (turtles again) And then the baby came out of her bum!"

Me: (being slightly vague about "parts") "Yep, that's sort of what happens... Usually..."

Jake: "And the mommy was owies, then the baby was out and he was soooo not happy! He was *voice squeaking, showing me his thumb and forefinger an inch or two apart* teeny! Itty bitty and CRYING!"

Me: "A little bigger than that; but yes, you're right they are very small, just like you were when you were born. And babies do cry when they are born, just like you did. They do get happy. Eventually."

Jake: "Woooooowwwww" *pauses, looks in my belly button* "Where is he?"

Me: "There's no baby there yet, kiddo... So I take it you want a baby brother or sister?"

Jake: "Yyyyyesssssss!"

Me: "All right. Give it a year. It'll be a while."

Jake: Yyyyyyaaaaaaayyyy!


Three year olds are a constant source of amazement! Hehe!

Friday, October 7, 2011

The Battle of Bedforshire...

Well, I'm not counting my chickens so to speak... But I think I've found the right combination of sweetness, (lullabies, books, bath-time...) threats, ("No more iPod ever again if you get out of bed, it goes to hobos! HOBOS!!!" and "Do you want to be quiet in your comfy bed, or upset standing in the corner?") and cajoling (ok FINE! Begging!) to get my son to sleep successfully half an hour earlier than the night previous, three nights running. So far we've knocked an hour and a half off of the latest he's ever stayed up, which is a disgusting 11:45pm. I think he knows mommy is serious bidneddssss now!

Three year olds are definitely more trying on your patience than two ever was.

Granted I still have the occasional whining after 11pm, but as the nights get darker earlier, this mama bear feels more like putting on a layer of fat and hibernating in her cave (sans adding the layer of fat... I already have that. I will just wear sweaters.) than popping in and out of my kids room, trying to convince him that sleep is fucking AWESOME... But he is apparently too young to appreciate it.

As a bonus, tonight, on my husbands attempt to get the child to crash, he busted out the "Santa knows if you've been naughty, so you need to listen to mommy or he won't bring you any presents!" line. In October. All this did was make J have saucers for eyes, stay quiet for, oh, two minutes, (maybe?) And then start telling me some gobbledygook
Story about Santa, Christmas presents, halloween, jack-o-lanterns, an airplane, and monster trucks.

Sigh.