I'M LATE !!!!!!!

I repeat, I'M LATE !!!!!!!!!!!

'Tis The Season To Be Jolly?

I am already dreading my favorite holiday. It's my year to have Mom come which in itself brings long standing issues, but we have also moved to the city where my birth mom lives. Mom is still struggling three years later with the fact that I have discovered my people, and it makes life most uncomfortable. The last time she was with us, we lived an hour away from Wendy so it wasn't so bad and we didn't all get together for christmas. This year however, being in the same city I think it would be obnoxious not to get together with the others. Wendy doesn't want to hurt Mom but says that she has suffered long enough. As far as I'm concerned, I'm not a possession, I'm thirty three and can love whomever I choose. However, Mom can be very sharp with her words and everything becomes a fight. I would really like to enjoy our first christmas in our new house but I already get naseous just thinking about the dynamics. There is a TON of history that I don't have time, space, or energy to get into but the thought of making sure that everyone is happy is killing me and it's not even dec.
Andreas blog regarding the "snaps" comes to mind.......

It Never Ends!

It's a super blustery day here today, I'm sure it's ranking right up there with Winnie The Pooh's, pelting rain , super winds etc. I'm sitting in the family room with Samuel and all of a sudden I hear drip drip drip.... What on earth?
I go in search of the source and discover to my horror that we do indeed have water entering the house near the air exchange vent! We have dealt with enough water issues in this house thank you. When we moved in and tore up the laundry room floor because it was wet , we discovered a leak in the foundation coming from a crack that ran top to bottom. We had that dealt with and now this. I called Hud and he said he would try to leave in an hour. So for now, I have a huge bowl under where I think it's coming in and we'll just wait and see what happens.

The artists in colour...should I even post this? It may give them fresh inspiration.

Vancouver sunset as seen from the ferry

Buschart Garden Splendor

Beach Dudes...Daniel is on the left

The kid below

It would seem that all of our kids like to dress up once in awhile. Claire is constantly in fairy princess mode and Samuel is of course the handsome prince. "Come with me handsome prince, we need to capture the dragon " And you should also be aware that we live in a sea of lava..." Oh daddy, I can't get to the door... there is just too much lava. Please make more land!"

Our Fairy Princess

And It's Over.....

Well girls, I'm back and in one piece. I do in fact have a fissure but it's small so we can leave it alone. It begs the question though, why would ANYONE want anything up their butt? It's simply not natural!
I thought I could lighten the mood by sharing with her some of your comments regarding the idea of dying my regions and she howled and then said..."well you could have gone with green and then shaved in the shape of a christmas tree." I guess she thought that would get us all in the spirit.

Can I shock the new doctor?

It would seem that I bruise easlily. Both of my legs have bruises on them in places that I don't remember banging myself. One in particular is on the inside of my right thigh and it's UGLY! These bruises wouldn't be so bad if I didn't have to go to my brand new doctor who doesn't know anything about me other than the fact that I need a pap and that I bleed when I poop so she needs to do a rectal. So I thought that if I did something shocking like dye my pubes green, she would be so shocked she wouldn't even notice the bruises and worry that I'm an abused woman. I have until Tues night to decide......

first snowman of the season

Imitation is the highest form of flattery!

We received yesturday a wonderful parcel from my sister! Amongst all of the fabulous gifts were some pictures of her family and their kids. Claire thought her cousin Samantha had the prettiest hair and decided that she wanted hers just like it. We have been trying for awhile to get her to get it trimmed even a little as it is so fine, but she would never go for it.Since the boys happened to be going for haircuts, I sent her along too. She took Sam's picture and told the hairdresser that she wanted to look like her cousin. The hairdresser did as asked and Claire looks sooooo much better. The only challenge now will be growing her bangs out. Thank you Sam for being the most beautiful niece in the world!

So is it because it was Monday?

Yesturday started out like any other monday except that due to the storm there was no school. Daniel was thrilled and happily went over to his friends house to snowboard etc. On his return , things began to go downhill.... first he was mad that he had used up his computer time first thing in the morning and somehow that was my fault. Then he was mad 'cos I split the one remaining banana in three pieces. The day before, the other two had each had their own and he hadn't realized that there was one left. Again, my fault. Ended up in his room for being obnoxious, and of course that was a fight. To top off the day, we had company for supper and because he wasn't able to sit where he wanted he went balistic and caused a major scene. And you guessed it, again I'm to blame. He was again sent to his room and we ate our dinner to the glorious sound of a slamming door. Not quite the dinner music I had planned. By the time we were done eating, he managed to come down and behave in a civilized fashion, eat dinner, and enjoy some dessert. But out of all this I have been told that I'm stupid and it's my own fault that my own son doesn't like me. Do you suppose that because it's now Tuesday that my day might go better?

And then all was white...

So , as you may recall from my last post, I was in the mood for snow. Well snow we now have! It all started on sat and wasn't supposed to amount to much. Well it ended up being a huge storm, many people lost power until Sun night at suppertime. Our friends in the Valley are still without. We woke up to no power and managed a day without it. I was just about to fry some chicken on the coleman stove when the power came back on. I made it half way through using my regular stove when it kicked out again. Hud just got his hands on the coleman and the power was back. It ended up being on again off again all evening letting you have just enough to get a load of dishes done etc. It went on like that all night and today we have been fine. School was cancelled but I assume all will be back to normal tomorrow. For some reason, they think it will be later this week when the valley is restored. It's only November and we all figure that this is a sign of things to come. Wood stove shopping we must go.

Blast from the past...

I had a phone call today from a friend and it absolutely made my day. Nothing like someone you haven't talked to in ages checking in to see if you survived the storm. Nothing but a happy heart today!!!!

So call me crazy...

But I have started decorating for Christmas. Not all out mind you, but I have put the garland and lights in the windows. I've been wanting to do it for a while, and I noticed that the people down the road put their candles in the windows so I thought that it wouldn't do to have our side of the road unlit. Karen was here today with her kids and we started our christmas baking. It's a fabulous feeling! Now if only we could get some snow......

Let's just paint a whole fricken rainbow shall we.....

So once again my morning has been filled with artistic expression! Samuel came downstairs to inform me that he had colored on Claire's walls once again. When I got upatirs, I noticed that not only had he colored on her walls, he had also done his walls, the railing on the staircase, and the carpet. Needless to say I wasn't happy. And to think I complained about how hard yellow was to get off... blue and grey are even worse. Perhaps someday his talent will make me proud but for now, it's just one of those childhood annoyances.

Friends...

Having just not long ago moved, I find the time I have with my friends from "home" so very precious. Our dear friends were here for supper and it felt as though we had not been apart. Even the dog was excited to see them. The kids just burst in the door as they always used to and ran to find the corresponding kid of mine. They were as crazy as ever and it was great to see them all together. It almost seemed as though for a couple of hours all was right with the world. Of course, the time came for them to go and I will add this evening to my memory of good things.

More pictures

So that's why they were so quiet...

I was mopping my floors today, talking at the same time to my dear friend in the valley, unaware of the silence surrounding me. It wasn't until I hung up that I realized that I had actually had a FULL adult conversation with NO interruptions. I went to investigate the activities of my dear sweet children and discovered to my great dismay, that the two charmers had gone on a coloring spree. The catch was however the surfaces of choice. Claire's being her newly painted desk, now decorated with red marker flowers. " I thought it would be pretty mom" And Samuel's being Claire's newly painted walls. Now a "beautiful" impressionist piece spanning all walls in a vibrant yellow. I'm not sure why Crayola feels that their products are washable, but anyway... With a great deal of scrubbing,the walls are back to being pink and the purple desk now only a little beautiful with faint red flowers. I've learned from this that I need to be aware of the silence and that it CAN'T be good