Yarn bombing…
A number of years back my Nan knit me an afghan… one of those traditional blankets crocheted using bits and pieces of leftover wool and outlined in black. I love it. It resides on the side of my couch and Continue reading Yarn bombing…
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Happy holidays…
The hoopla is over and I’m left with a whack of things that need to find their way back to various rooms, laundry as far as the eye can see, tree guts all over the floor and a kitchen counter that can’t Continue reading Happy holidays…
It’s a new year….
I could say a lot to sum up this year but rather than typing a big ol’ “What I did in 2010” post, I thought I’d say it through Facebook status updates (or at least a small portion of them!) The Continue reading It’s a new year….
You’re a cow… go lick yourself! I mean… Happy New Year.
Lara Debruyn Photography Two thousand and ten is coming to an end and while I really don’t want to whine about it… I’m desperately happy it’s almost behind me. It seems like everything I’ve done this year was accomplished with much struggle and Continue reading You’re a cow… go lick yourself! I mean… Happy New Year.
Finding mr. wonderful…
I didn’t open my online dating site for a few weeks so this week, with a bit of extra time on my hands, I logged in and fired around a few “smiles” to a few frogs who caught my attention. Online dating is Continue reading Finding mr. wonderful…
Angel…
The day she was born I knew an angel had come into my life. I couldn’t stop admiring her precious features. The grasp of her tiny hand to mine. I spent the first night staring at this little being. My little being. I’ve thought Continue reading Angel…
Operation pause for the claus…
Christmas has always been about waiting. Waiting for Santa’s reveal. Waiting to open presents. Waiting for the arrival of friends and family. Waiting for each little square of the advent calendar to open before the big day is here. When we’re younger…the wait Continue reading Operation pause for the claus…
Swipe the other way…
Swipe to the left. No… the other left. Towards me. No the other way. Is that a chip card? Good Lord why hasn’t someone invented a machine that accepts the debit card either way? And seriously… don’t bother watching me. I’ll swipe my card and Continue reading Swipe the other way…
Feelin’ naughty…
Dear Santa: I’ve been a really good girl but the problem is…. I’m really not interested in being good anymore. I’m trying my best to keep my inside voice in but there’s stuff trying to blurt out of me… and oddly enough… a whole lot of insane Continue reading Feelin’ naughty…
Register this…
“Would you like to donate a buck to Kids-Who-Need-Your-Money Ma’am….” Did he say buck? Hell…. did he say Ma’am? Am I missing something? Just yesterday I was walking through the halls of Halifax West High School throwing insults at the girls Continue reading Register this…
Queen’s 8th update…
With the season upon us I’m having a difficult time getting things done let alone keeping up on my blog! (Serious apologies for those who read every day but consider it my way of giving you extra time to shop!) We’ve two Continue reading Queen’s 8th update…
Qwoppin’ out…
Do you know I’ve started seven different posts? Seven boring, horrible, whiny, BLAH, posts about absolutely nothing. I’ve hit a complete block. In the meantime, while that’s going on… I’ve two trees up, presents purchased. and wrapped, items checked off my to do list, tv shows watched Continue reading Qwoppin’ out…
House of gimps…
I have a great desire to find a wholesale bubble wrap distributor and wrap my children in layer upon layer of the regularly spaced, protruding, air-filled hemispheres providing extra cushioning for my precious and breakable treasures. Just imagine the sound of a Continue reading House of gimps…
Picture this…
Dear Mr. Sweetandfunny: Just wanted you to know that my pics are FANTASTIC. I’m smiling, happy and beautiful in every single one of them especially the one with me, Gib, Crazy and Prada. Hell… I’d date me just for the fabulous women who Continue reading Picture this…
Go fly some butter…
Let me paraphrase an online conversation I had last night with a gentleman who claims to be quite lovely, rather funny and tall! He captured my attention with a tag line suggesting he “delivered butterflies” and it had me wondering Continue reading Go fly some butter…
Plans for thursday night…
Plan A… I didn’t have kids last night so I thought I’d find a friend to go out with but as it turns out everyone I know actually had stuff to do! Problem is a few of you don’t believe Thursday is Continue reading Plans for thursday night…
Number seven…
My son knows that if he’s hurt on the ice…he’s to make his way to the bench. I know…if he stays down…it’s bad. He’s never stayed down…until Sunday. Hit from behind during a pileup in the crease and dropped to Continue reading Number seven…
Hippy holidays…
I wrote a blog on Sunday worthy of a Pulitzer prize… or at least a pat on the back and an “atta-girl”! Unfortunately… it’ll never see print for various legal reasons… possibly libel, definitely defamation. I considered using the word “allegedly” throughout Continue reading Hippy holidays…
Powerless…
The power blew last evening just as the kids were leaving for the weekend. It’s like the energy was sucked out of the house the second they walked out the door. I was heading to a hockey fundraiser with a group of friends and was about Continue reading Powerless…
Bravely battling the beast…
Monsters lived in my closet for many years…alligators under my bed. To sleep soundly, I never closed my eyes before closing the closet door. When I watched and fell in love with Disney’s “Monsters Inc.,” I realized they weren’t as bad as I’d originally thought. Boo Continue reading Bravely battling the beast…