So this morning, I was all excited to hit the gym. Baby is packed and I'm ready to go ... till I start to walk out the door and it's freaking snowing! Seriously?!?!
Yesterday I went into town, having dressed my 1 year old in a snowsuit (it wasn't quite cold enough for a snowsuit even when I left .. but it was -2 C and she looks so darn cute in it ....) By the time I finished shopping I was carrying her around in just her jogging suit (only from the car to where I was going) And I was sweating in just a long sleeved shirt and super light spring jacket.
I went out this morning, and it was very mild out .. which is what got me all motivated.
But now .. I'm sitting here blogging and planning my day without the gym in it. With my son's birthday party this Saturday, I've really got a lot to do to prepare, and didn't really have time to go to the gym anyway, so wasn't hard to talk myself out of it.
Does this happen to anyone else? Snow, rain or just cold ever keep you from doing what you wanted to?
Uggh .. it's the end of April .. I hope very soon the end of snow!
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Friday, April 20, 2012
So Much Change, Packed Into One Small Year
I've been blessed with many good friends in my life, I'm so very lucky! However, almost 11 years ago I lost my closest friend, my Mom. It still amazes me how just saying/typing that sentence after all these years STILL brings the sick feeling in my stomach and tears to my eyes.
Since she passed away, I've had an extreme jealousy towards other people and their moms. They tell me their mom is coming over with this or that for them, or they're going to dinner with their mom or their mom did this, that or the other thing and I would get filled with such resentment .. there have actually been times that I've made up reasons why I couldn't talk to them anymore right now.
Worse is when someone is fighting with their mom. It doesn't matter how valid their argument is .. all I can think as I listen to them is how the only thing my mom and I ever fought about was how big of a slob I am. I just want to tell them how short the time you had together feels when they're gone.
One year ago today my first daughter was born. At first I didn't see much of a difference between her and my boys, except that pink clothes are just wayyyyyy freaking cuter! Then when she was about 4 or 5 months old, I seen an advertisement for a mother-daughter something or other (of course as I'm writing this I can't remember what it was lol). My first reaction was that typical jealous little flutter till Randy was looking at me grinning and said, Next year you and Jordie can do that!
I love my two boys with all my heart and will always have a bond with them that is unshakable.
And in addition to that, I now have a little girl. I now have a chance to again share in those Mommy-Daughter moments I've missed so much.
Since that realization, the jealousy has actually completely dissipated.
My Daughter, though she's only been with me for one very short year, has changed the person I am so much for the better.
Happy First Birthday Jordie!! Thank you for changing everything, I will always love you just for being. <3 Your Ga-Ga Gamma would have loved you so much!
Since she passed away, I've had an extreme jealousy towards other people and their moms. They tell me their mom is coming over with this or that for them, or they're going to dinner with their mom or their mom did this, that or the other thing and I would get filled with such resentment .. there have actually been times that I've made up reasons why I couldn't talk to them anymore right now.
Worse is when someone is fighting with their mom. It doesn't matter how valid their argument is .. all I can think as I listen to them is how the only thing my mom and I ever fought about was how big of a slob I am. I just want to tell them how short the time you had together feels when they're gone.
One year ago today my first daughter was born. At first I didn't see much of a difference between her and my boys, except that pink clothes are just wayyyyyy freaking cuter! Then when she was about 4 or 5 months old, I seen an advertisement for a mother-daughter something or other (of course as I'm writing this I can't remember what it was lol). My first reaction was that typical jealous little flutter till Randy was looking at me grinning and said, Next year you and Jordie can do that!
I love my two boys with all my heart and will always have a bond with them that is unshakable.
And in addition to that, I now have a little girl. I now have a chance to again share in those Mommy-Daughter moments I've missed so much.
Since that realization, the jealousy has actually completely dissipated.
My Daughter, though she's only been with me for one very short year, has changed the person I am so much for the better.
Happy First Birthday Jordie!! Thank you for changing everything, I will always love you just for being. <3 Your Ga-Ga Gamma would have loved you so much!
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
We'll Just Go Grab A Coffee First....
A couple weeks ago my mother-in-law was coming to spend a weekend with us. I'd been sick, and the baby had been sick ... so the house of course was the last of my worries, and it was pretty trashed.
Randy had Friday off and I told him that he had to help me, if we both cleaned for just an hour, the entire house would be suitable for his mom's arrival. No problem he said.
Friday morning we wake up, and talk about the game plan for getting things done, his mom is four hours away and is leaving between 9-10, so at the very least, we have 5 hours do get everything done ... plenty of time.
Then Randy says ... We'll just go grab a coffee first ....
We load up the baby in Randy's new-to-him and recently fixed truck and off to Timmies we go!
Timmies drive-thru, since I was still in my track pants and slippers, was uneventful.
Then he says, we'll just take the long way home, go for a drive on the back roads and enjoy our coffee.
This is where I started to argue .. but not very hard .. I don't like cleaning either.
So down the back road we go, and he says we'll just go down this dirt road to the other main road, then circle back down the highway. So we do.
Then he says (are you seeing a pattern emerging?) If we cut across this field we'll get to the main road quicker. We start down the 'field', which I should mention is not really a field, but an old mine tailings pond that has dried up. Mostly.
We're 3/4 across when we find a bit of mud & water and he says .... I'm sure we can make it though that . No problem.
This is where I should have brought up all the pictures he's made me look at of him stuck in other vehicles in the mud. This is where I should have put my foot down and said absolutely not.
So three minutes later we're stuck in the middle and have to call friends to help pull us out.
Then Randy says he's going to meet our friends on the road where they have to drive into the field to find us, cause we're no longer visible from that road. Then he leaves the cell phone with me and the baby. One problem here .... I don't know where we are. Friends call me over and over asking details about our location ... ie: Are you past the concrete foundation? (ummm I don't recall seeing that...) Left or right at the moose bones? (Moose bones????? I don't think I noticed them ... )
By this point I'm honking the horn and wildly screaming out the window for Randy to just come back and tell them how to find us! Of course I'm freaking the baby right out by yelling , and because we were only going for a coffee I didn't bring a diaper bag or bottles or food for her. (I ended up giving her Randy's breakfast wrap .. which she LOVED)
So Our friends are not enjoying my directions at all and are about to drive back to the main enterance when I realize I'm going to have to go in my pajamas and slippers though the mud with the baby to find Randy.
Uggh ... I will never make another coffee run in slippers again!
End of story is that our friends got their truck stuck and some very nice people on four wheelers ended up pulling us both out. We all drove home, put the baby down for a much needed nap and got changed into something a little less muddy. 10 minutes later my mother in law is here, and not only is the house not any cleaner than it was when we left, it's in fact now got sand & mud drippings on the floor.
Mother in law and Grandparents in law are coming this weekend .... and we will NOT just go grab a coffee before they get here!
Randy had Friday off and I told him that he had to help me, if we both cleaned for just an hour, the entire house would be suitable for his mom's arrival. No problem he said.
Friday morning we wake up, and talk about the game plan for getting things done, his mom is four hours away and is leaving between 9-10, so at the very least, we have 5 hours do get everything done ... plenty of time.
Then Randy says ... We'll just go grab a coffee first ....
We load up the baby in Randy's new-to-him and recently fixed truck and off to Timmies we go!
Timmies drive-thru, since I was still in my track pants and slippers, was uneventful.
Then he says, we'll just take the long way home, go for a drive on the back roads and enjoy our coffee.
This is where I started to argue .. but not very hard .. I don't like cleaning either.
So down the back road we go, and he says we'll just go down this dirt road to the other main road, then circle back down the highway. So we do.
Then he says (are you seeing a pattern emerging?) If we cut across this field we'll get to the main road quicker. We start down the 'field', which I should mention is not really a field, but an old mine tailings pond that has dried up. Mostly.
We're 3/4 across when we find a bit of mud & water and he says .... I'm sure we can make it though that . No problem.
This is where I should have brought up all the pictures he's made me look at of him stuck in other vehicles in the mud. This is where I should have put my foot down and said absolutely not.
So three minutes later we're stuck in the middle and have to call friends to help pull us out.
Then Randy says he's going to meet our friends on the road where they have to drive into the field to find us, cause we're no longer visible from that road. Then he leaves the cell phone with me and the baby. One problem here .... I don't know where we are. Friends call me over and over asking details about our location ... ie: Are you past the concrete foundation? (ummm I don't recall seeing that...) Left or right at the moose bones? (Moose bones????? I don't think I noticed them ... )
By this point I'm honking the horn and wildly screaming out the window for Randy to just come back and tell them how to find us! Of course I'm freaking the baby right out by yelling , and because we were only going for a coffee I didn't bring a diaper bag or bottles or food for her. (I ended up giving her Randy's breakfast wrap .. which she LOVED)
So Our friends are not enjoying my directions at all and are about to drive back to the main enterance when I realize I'm going to have to go in my pajamas and slippers though the mud with the baby to find Randy.
Uggh ... I will never make another coffee run in slippers again!
End of story is that our friends got their truck stuck and some very nice people on four wheelers ended up pulling us both out. We all drove home, put the baby down for a much needed nap and got changed into something a little less muddy. 10 minutes later my mother in law is here, and not only is the house not any cleaner than it was when we left, it's in fact now got sand & mud drippings on the floor.
Mother in law and Grandparents in law are coming this weekend .... and we will NOT just go grab a coffee before they get here!
Yes .. another adress ... sorry.
So one of the big things that's been stopping my Weenie from getting a blog fix, is the fact that I had my previous blog associated with a hotmail account that I had before blogger became a part of google.
I use my google account more than any other, and to save signing out and into the other account, I just decided to move it over to this one.
Yes. I'm THAT lazy, that signing out of one account and into another will actually prevent me from posting a blog. I realize that's sad... but it's me.
Welcome to the newest of my rambling blogs.
I use my google account more than any other, and to save signing out and into the other account, I just decided to move it over to this one.
Yes. I'm THAT lazy, that signing out of one account and into another will actually prevent me from posting a blog. I realize that's sad... but it's me.
Welcome to the newest of my rambling blogs.
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