Tuesday, November 25, 2008

So I'm very bad at this...

And apparently should not be attempting a blog as I just got taken to task over the fact that my lj is not up to date either.

What can I say, I'm a busy bundle of hot-mama-ness. At the moment (knock wood) we are illness free in our little world...ok I have a cold but that doesn't count.

I *must* have a cold because I did not have one yesterday and tomorrow I get to go out for my birthday. Bring on the germs.

Last slug of tea, far too sweet. I think I'm going off sugar...sort of. I mean its still one of my first loves. Just sugar in me tea I mean.

Cold. Short sleeves, not so bright an idea.

Oh heck I don't know. I have letters to serge. later.

Monday, July 28, 2008

Pennsic, here I come...kinda

Ok..this is just kinda for my own sanity. Although it looks more like I'm insane

Finished sewing so far...

green/rust circle skirt (hooks and eyes again)
red and yellow celtic choli top (must sew on hooks and eyes)
black sparkly harem pants
black sparkly choli top
bra top (needs a bit of silver fringe..glue gun)
fringe belt as gift
tassles as gift
patterned choli top

Still to do
red and yellow celtic skirt ..mostly done, 3rd tier needs sewing on
ghawazee coat, cut out, still in pieces
fix shoulders of purple bodice, replace missing grommet
2 more fringe belts, one for me, one a gift
2 tote bags, both gifts
skirt w/ grapes needs mending.

Armour
Knees need to be contact cemented to knee pads

To Pack
all that stuff, plus
kimono, under kimono, obi and all the bits
chinese pants and dress
wench corset
green skirt
2 leather belts
leather wench belt
socks, tights, mini shorts, bathing suit, undies,
bras, black, nude, green if I can get one.
both green choli tops
copper skirt

Stuff
coined head band
arm bracelet
otter necklaces...all 3 of them
DarkYard necklace
bangles rust, green, blue, red
2 daggers
DarkYard favour
otter headband
cowboy hat
bellydance necklace

Shoes
big boots for woods battle
medieval shoes
roman looking sandels

Other stuff
sun shade parasol

I know there's more...

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Happy Canada all! We celebrated by going to a pancake breakfast. So I'm in line with Clararose, carrying two plates and I get to the pancake guy who says, "I'm just waiting on some more pancakes, I only have one left." I said, "Thats fine. You can give that one to the baby here. It'll do her."

Just then the guy arrives witha ton more pancakes, so he gives Clararose one little pancake and then give ME one little pancake. I'm like Nooo. So he sees the look on my face and gives me one more. Naturally Clararose was not happy with her one pancake and ate most of mine as well as her bacon. Plus some of my bacon. And they didn't want anyone asking for 2nds because they had a long line of people waiting tobe served. Understandable but c'mon.

So we give the girls to Grandma (MIL) who was with us and paid for breakfast btw) and head to Westfield Village. Well by 1pm I was so hungry I was going to light the massive giant much too hot wood stove just to make myself some tea, which would have been such a dumb waste to do.

himself shows up and I tell him I'm starving (He's polishing off an apple) He goes off to C. who does the baking in the lunchroom and comes back with a big heart shaped scone, with butter and jam, some spice cake and a cookie. I nearly cried I was so happy lol.

Tonight we thought we'd have sausages. We drove all over trying to buy buns. We are a bunless community. Many many others went to the few open convenience stores and bought all the buns.

We had pizza. Again, Clararose ate most of mine.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

I may not make it

Shaughny got ahold of Lysol with bleach toilet bowl cleaner and proceeded to "clean" her room with it. I thought she and Clara were playing nicely in their room (fat chance I guess) and I didin't realise when she went pee she brought back a "toy" with her.

I nearly had a heart attack. Poison control said its just an irritant and if either of them had ingested it, I'd have known right away. So I scrubbed them down, put lotion onthem cause its very drying and scrubbed their room. Then tossed clothes in the washer. 4 shirts (2 brand new) are ruined, 1 pairof pants (never worn) and a pair of shorts.

It was very upseting. I was trying to explain to her why this was so serious and she kept starting to smile then stopping. Then when I was talking to her grandmother about it, she was trying to climb the railing along the top landing.
I swear this kid will be the death of me. Or else she'll do herself in first.

I seriously can't take my eyes off her for a minute or she's into something, breaking something, drawing on the walls, even today after all this she walks across the living room and makes a beeline for the only thing on the floor, walks on it because God forbid she should walk on the floor like a normal person and smashed my hairband into pieces. Then announced she was a good girl and helping me by throwing the bits away.

What the heck am I going to do for the summer when I won't even have 2 hours every other morning where I don't have to worry about her?

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Deb, Linds and G in one home =

The complete and utter breakdown of government as we know it and a new world order arises, complete with All High Rulers.

The only way to communicate with our new world leaders would be via computer. First there would be a poll among the inner circle to deem you worthy enough to talk to them. 2nd, if you aren't funny you get booted. Because, please amusement in all things!

Statues based on various online photos would be created all over the world. You could travel to the outer reaches and be confronted by amazing art of 3 women stirring a cauldron...I mean, cutting coupons, looking hawt and effortlessy controlling children. (Hey its art, its a *representation* of life, not actual life)

Various members of the inner circle would have specific tasks. For example, anyone with a pixie type name (its my blog duh!) would be Head Mysterious Ninja Scout, forging new paths across the world, looking for the best sources of chocolate, drink, computers, shoes, food, and anything else the All High Rulers would be interested in.

Once scouting reports are sent back, the Mighty & Feared Queen Pirate of the High Seas sets out to "graciously demand" said items in the Rulers' names. Of course being as the swag is for the All High Rulers, it would be just given upon request but piracy is much more fun.

Other positions...aren't thought up yet. Gimme a few hours. ;)

No gnus is good gnus, really.

Well letsee, nothing huge happening in the world of kids, fabric and calamity. I did my women's retreat, nearly killed me. I thought we did 2 hours of yoga but was later told it was more like 3.5 hours. Then the hour of zumb fitness with skinny pretty way too young, had to hate her just 'cause girl and then the 4/5 hours of belly dance. I really did enjoy it and the property! Whoo! Who the hell has a full size soccer field with bleachers in their backyard?? Plus swimming pool, hot tub, hammock, hammock chairs, pool house with outdoor changing rooms, a yoga studio but has just converted the barn loft into a bigger studio, plus 400 acres of land. Really rich people do. The place was beautiful.

I'm going on vacation by myself this summer. Himself would not commit to going and did his usual *I'm mute* trick when I tried to bring it ups. Numerous times. I have explained again and again that being a fencer does not mean you *have* to fence from 9am to 9pm with no breaks. You can take a day off or just go for a couple of hours but apparently not. If you can't Ironman it, why do it at all.

Well I warned him last summer if he pulled the no vacation, sit at home and play video games all week, I wasn't sticking around. I don't know when his time of is and it doesn't matter. The 1st week in August I will be camping with friends in Pennsylvania. My bff who I haven't seen since my wedding day (cause she lives in Japan) will be there. I'm going. I've paid my pre-reg and it looks like I'll have a ride with one of my Windsor buddies. My SIL and Sis have both offered to take the girls so I don't have to worry about them. If it is not his week off and I'm sure it won't be, he will still have to work so I had to arrange child care. I might check to see if the daycare is open for the summer and if I can save spots for them just in case. But I think we'll be ok. Plus I'm sure Grandma would take them for a bit too.

The sad part is I *want* to go on a proper family vacation, I want us all to pack into a car and drive way to far, fighting all the way, everyone in tears and daddy ready to "turn this car around!" But he's following in his father's footsteps of not taking time off. So be it. We'll go without him on day trips this summer. Next year when the girls are older if he still won't come, we'll go without him. My sis would come along to help if I needed it.

There. What an outpouring. And all for Nicole;)

Monday, May 12, 2008

Motivated and learning how to sleep.

Worked a convention for the Sisterhood of Celebration. Many many women, mostly red hatters but a few sunflowers. Overall a very very good weekend marred by only a few, they aren't happy if they aren't bitchin' types.

The sockhop Saturday night was hysterical watching all these elderly ladies in poodle skirts and pony tails shaking it.

Friday night I bellydanced with my wonderful teacher and her troupe. I'm not part of her troupe, can't be but am friends with all of them so it was a nice treat for me even though we did all have to kinda do improv on the spot during the dance so as to not scatter the brains of old ladies about the Holiday inn ball room with our flailing canes.

Saturday I vended and caught a bus. Literally. Chased that sucker down the driveway, banged the door at the road and made it go back for the ladies it had left behind.

Sunday, done early, but had to listen to various ladies complain at me about stuff. Oh deal.

While vending at the convention I met another vender, a strikingly beautiful woman whose name will return to me at 3am. She sells Mangosteen juice. Xango? I think its called. Its another miracle cure all fruit. And tastes ok.

Anyway she asked to see my baby blankets, said she liked them, thought the price was good etc but I made the mistake of answering her "They will sell" with, "Hopefully."

Man, she turned into Yoda! Told me to sit down and basically said "There is no hope, there is no try, there is only *I WILL*."

C'mon, total Yoda moment right? The lecture lasted a good 15 mintues but thats the gist.

Then in the evening there actually was a motivational speaker hired by the convention. She was good but the best part of it was she told us how to sleep.

Take a hot shower...stand under the spray..whether you clean up or just stand there is up to you. Get out of the shower eventually. An hour after your shower your body temperature will drop...thats the time to go to bed. Keep cool air around you, open window, air conditioner, fan, whatever, Don't use too many blankets, stay cool but comfortable and you'll sleep well.

Well darn if it doesn't work! I've had the best couple nights sleep in freakin' ages.

Go take a shower.:)

Monday, May 5, 2008

Maybe famous

My child may be famous. Well sort of. We did Westfield as usual on Sunday. Not as usual a local artist wandering about took a liking to the girls. In particular to Shaughny in her bonnet with the eyelet lace shadows on her cheeks. He took many many pictures of the wee ones and even a couple of yours truly. And has emailed to say he feels a portrait coming on. It would be cool I must say.

Saturday, May 3, 2008

Its a rainy dreary day. I may just nap it away. So far one kiddie has the same idea. Today was supposed to be a dance practice however, himself has to work so that was the end of that. Also Shaughny was supposed to go to a birthday party. Luckily I have not mentioned it to her so she doesn't know what she is missing. Really even with the rain I would have taken her but a good portion of the party is at the johnson centre pool. No himself means I have to take both girls with me. Both girls into the pool? Nope. Only one? Which one? Which one sits on the sidelines and has a temper tantrum because she's not in the pool with Mummy? Better to not go. We'll give her friend his present on Thursday at gym class.

Recently I have read that blogs by mums are exploiting children, revealing person things about them, and will of course result in teenage resentment and distrust.

Um...isn't that just the mindset of all teens anyway? :) In my case I would have loved to read what my mum was thinking/doing when my sibs and I were so young. It would be a huge insight into her personality. And really I keep these records so my kids will know me..or even grandkids can look back and say, "So that was my grandma. A crazy woman raising 2 kids and bellydancing around the house when no one was looking."

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Mix up in departures!

And today... Shaughnessy starts yelling. You all just knew it would be a Shaughny story right? She stood up on a kitchen chair, leaned her knee against the back railings, pop! her knee slips through and is stuck fast. I came running downstairs to find himself trying to wiggle her knee back through. Honestly when I first cleared the babygate I thought he was checking her knee for damages and from the way she was yelling, figured we were on our way to Emerg. But nope, just stuck. So I stick my hand in the butter and slather up her knee while Shaughny is yelling, "Whats that supposed to do??" Then I gave a bit of a push slide to her leg and TADA freedom! Honestly. My kid is out to turn my hair (more) gray!Within 2 weeks she has give herself a fat lip running into the stationary gate we pass every single day and got a nice bump on her nose from running to the window crank into the church nursery. Now this. I'm telling ya, there was some mix up in departure, I got my sister's kid!

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Shake it!

I survived my bellydance performance. Funny enough my brain could not remember what move to do next but luckily the rest of my was on autopilot and did what it was supposed to do. I looked pretty decent too I think. Plus it was early early in the program so I then got to sit down, watch and enjoy myself. The dancers were wonderful, the young girls too cute. My friend Lee has been living alone far too long as she was drooling over the one male bellydancer. I admit, watching him dance is a wonderful thing. Lee however had more horizontal persuits in mind.

There's a mom to mom sale coming up. I managed to get a table. And paid to bring my rack with me. I figured I had a boatload of stuff. Well, I don't. I have 2 boatloads of stuff. Big huge luxury cruiseships. To that end I have secured another table. We're selling the bassinette...and most likely the hop-n-pop thing. Evil thing giggling all the time. I won't miss it. Also, free space in the basement! Woot!

Was told by organizer to bring my baby blankets. Had planned to do so anyway but now won't feel sneaky about it. Also was told asian clothes sell well and as we all know (or at least I do) I have loads of that stuff too due to my obsession with collecting clothes from different countries. I would of course like to keep them all but really...we're out of space.

Tomorrow. Living history museum. Hope it doesn't rain. Have mended 1860's dress and shrunk it a bit. Still a tad long but just don't feel like worrying about it now.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Shhhh....Be vewy vewy quiet.....

Both girls are asleep. This is a rare and wonderful thing. I should be cleaning my kitchen during the lull but please! Computer or kitchen? No contest. I have another order for a blanket and its made already. Baby polar bears playing hockey, sporting Toronto Maple Leaf jerseys. Works well up here in the Great White North.

I got a wild hair (along with the usual handful) and began painting celtic stencils on the post in the hallway. I do think painting random things keeps me partially sane. Since I actually have no artistic talent I paint walls and stencil stuff. Oh well, someone, someday will buy this house after going WTF? at all the random painting.

I think I want a coffee.

Saturday, March 29, 2008

I'm ok, really

I had a great night. Went out with friends to a fundraiser for a home for parapalegics. There was a fabulous band and a bar. Got to dance and make friends with the bartenders. So afar I'm gdoing ok. Well. I bought a couple of drink tyckets as did my friends but they are all olders than me and didn't use all theri tickets so kept handing them to me saying, "Go get a drink." But homsetly I'm fine. I'd liek to danc esome more!

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

I can never do housework again! (darn it all)

Shaughnessy was at day care, Clararose was happily playing in the living room so I thought I could dash upstairs and do something about the cesspool that is the bathroom. I kept calling down to Clara and each time she answered me with, "Mama" or "baby", or "Doe No" (Don't know). So she was fine.

Got the sink and counters all pretty, picked up the clothes from the floor, did the loo and figured I'd better go check on her.She was SPINNING in the living room...I mean like a top. So I called her and she stopped (with difficulty) to look at me.Chocolate everywhere and one in her hand.

Race into the kitchen to find any and all foil wrapped easter chocolates are GONE. Wrappers everywhere. Clararose still spinning in the living room, laughing her head off.Its a good thing I didn't buy them much and that we hid most of it in a high cupboard but still.

On the plus side, she slept for nearly 4 hours this afternoon...

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Standing in my closet I...

throw back my head and rail at the skies that I have NOTHING TO WEAR! Or something like that anyway. I can't actually see the sky from my closet. Why are all my clothes so old? Why are they all so teacherish looking. Oh right. The teaching thing 8 years ago. That might be it.

I actually have a date with himself this Sunday. No kids just us. So what do I wear to go see irish folks leaping about, not using their arms? I'd like to look nice. I have a very nice celtic design carved corset but somehow don't think that would be terrible appropriate.

But what about something on the same lines? I have no blanket orders right now so I have time. There are corset type tops aplenty in the shops...I could embroider one with some knotwork. Would that be too weird? Or I have trim, celtic dogs, in green and white...maybe? Maybe too odd.

I need Stacey and Clinton. They really need to come get me!

Monday, March 24, 2008

The Virgin Posts!

Sorry, that should be The virgin post, no s. I guess as this is my blog I can do what I want so I'm diving in and if that doesn't suit you...well I'll live with myself somehow.:)

Had a very long weekend, but a good one. Actually Saturday was fairly lazy but Sunday made up for it. It was good to see Granny again. And funnily enough she did not make any comments about seeing her great granddaughters for the last time. This could be worrisome. She always says that crap. Hopefully she sticks around to bug us about our weight and hair for many years to come. That is not the royal "we" or "us" by the way, she just picks on every female in the family.

The girls got far too much chocolate and I'm eating it. So much for Weight Watchers! Oh hell I'll be good next week. maybe. possibly. There's always hope.

Darling sister yelled at me (in a jokey way) when I said something about the high heels she *used* to wear. She is determined to get into them again. Her foot has healed (heeled? lol) in spite of it being broken for 3 months before she got a cast. However she is still under doc's orders of no high heels. And she likes the killer-I'd-break-something-important-trying-to-walk-in-those shoes.

I have 2 chocolates that I took away from Shaughnessy sitting on the computer desk. They are NOT calling to me. honest. for true. oh damn. no chocolate no chocolatenochocolatenochocolatenochocolatenochocolatenochocolate.

Must now think of something for said sister's birthday. Her 30th. She says she's not doing anything because all her friends are "getting married, having stag/ettes, going away, starting school" and her birthday "inconviences" them. So she's re-scheduling it for November.

EXCUSE ME? November is mine and it may be a crappy month but its still MINE MINE MINE! Ahem.

I'll visit her at least. In April. November is...not an option. (MINE!)

no chocolate no chocolate no chocolate...

Bellydance class tomorrow....cannot believe I have to be in a recital again. At my age!! Aren't recitals for cute little girls in tutus and skating dresses? Plus the darn thing is getting close and I know B thinks I can't do the routine. I can! But not when teacher is sitting there watching me dance all by my lonesome because the rest of my group didn't show for the practice. Gimme a break.

IS there any more? Tuesday tomorrow...bit early in the week to be calling MIL to come rescue me and the girls from the 4 walls of doom. Plus she's babysitting on Sunday so himself and I can go to a concert. Date night! Or afternoon! Either way Woot!