60 Things You Possibly Didn't Know About Me
1. What is in the back seat of your car right now?
ice cream pail used for garbage, a couple of fries, blanket to protect seat (sort of) from messy kids, two booster seats, likely A's mitts as he always forgets them there, myriad of crumbs, lego pieces I'm sure, 1/2 frozen gatorade, a couple other things I'm sure but too late & windy to go out & check
2. When was the last time you threw up
Hmmmm, when kids & I had the stomach bug a few months ago
3. What's your favourite curse word?
Do I have to pick just one???
4. Name 3 people who made you smile today?
Caleb, Alexander, Kip, Dawn (Because I Said So Blogger), Trish
5. What were you doing at 8 am this morning?
chatting in my chatroom & playing on crackbook
6. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?
working on this blog, waiting for someone special to phone
7. What will you be doing 3 hours from now?
Passed out asleep if I'm smart
8. Have you ever been to a strip club?
yup
9. What is the last thing you said aloud?
Sweet dreams, sleep well, good night....
10. What is the best ice cream flavor?
tiger
11. What was the last thing you had to drink?
amaretto cream (darn, how did that get in that coffee mug???)
12. What are you wearing right now?
pink fleece jammie pants & a pink tie die tank
13. What was the last thing you ate?
venison chili.... mmm mmm good
14. Have you bought any new clothing items this week?
nope
15. When was the last time you ran?
family day... in the snow after a lovely walk with Kip
16. What's the last sporting event you watched?
50th Daytona 500
18. Who is the last person you emailed?
Trish
19. Ever go camping?
yup yup!!!
20. Do you have a tan?
ROFLMFAO!!!
24. Do you drink your soda from a straw?
blah
25. What did your last IM say?
accidentally came across the cream amaretto when putting away the chili.... oops
26. Are you someone's best friend?
I hope so
27. What are you doing tomorrow?
Blah... dropping kids @ school then into town to pack more, do more laundry, hopefully sell a house (crossing fingers & toes & praying), maybe play a little guitar hero **giggle**,
28. Where is your mom right now?
She doesn't have a curfew so I'm not sure. At home?
29. Look to your left, what do you see?
a comfy bed calling my name
30. What color is your watch?
copper
31. What do you think of when you think of
Pete & Christie
32. Would you consider plastic surgery?
nope
33. What is your birthstone?
amethyst
34. Do you go in at a fast food place or just hit thedrive thru?
must I??? omg do I have to go to THAT place??? ugh... choke... gag... "cheeseburger happy meal please" ... drive thru, wouldn't want anyone I know to recognise me buying that crap
35.How many kids do you want?
None? Just kidding... the 4 I have are great thx
36. Do you have a dog?
I wish
37. Last person you talked to on the phone?
Kip :D
38. Have you met anyone famous?
sure
39. Any plans today?
Well, it's after midnight so is today tomorrow already or do I still consider it today? Or is today now yesterday? Because if it's tomorrow I answered that up there ^ but if it's still today then I think I'll sleep. But if it's now yesterday this question may be redundant....
40. How many states have you lived in?
none... is this survey biased? lol... I live in Canada! I have lived in one province & one territory
41. Ever go to college?
yup, two years
42. Where are you right now?
stay where yer at & I'll come where yer to
43. Biggest annoyance in your life right now?
that other house
44. Last song listened to?
"the field of blue children" - one
46. Are you allergic to anything?
housework
47. Favorite pair of shoes you wear all the time?
dawgs
48. Are you jealous of anyone?
nope
50. Is anyone jealous of you?
They should be... jk.... LOL! Not bloody likely!
51. What time is it?
not sure, I think I turned into a pumpkin an hour ago... so that would make it 1ish in the morning
52. Do any of your friends have children?
I think so but not sure if they belong to them or to an alien race.
53. Do you eat healthy?
see #'s 10, 11 & 13
54. What do you usually do during the day?
do? am I supposed to be doing something? oops!!!
55. Do you hate anyone right now?
definitely not
56. Do you use the word 'hello' daily?
No. I've taken to answering the phone, "Hey Good Lookin'!"
58. How old will you be turning on your next birthday?
29, that will be my age officially for the next 30 birthdays... actually I'll be 40 and I'm proud of it :D
59. Have you ever been to Six Flags?
yes, but it was so long ago, they only had 5 flags
60. How did you get one of your scars?
belly button scar and it's sister slighty lower (get your mind out of the gutter, not that low), are from two separate laparoscopy surgeries I've had.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
60 Things & Forever & A Day
Ok, I know it's been forever & a day since anyone has heard from me here.... well, perhaps not quite, but it's been a damn long time. And to be honest it's really too late at night to start something new but I do want you to know I'm alive and kicking and going to try to get back into this thing again. One because I miss writing, and two because I miss giving everyone something to help them sleep ;). Muah!!! So to start the boring off with boring I have "borrowed" with permission from Because I Said So "60 Things You Possibly Didn't Know About Me".
Friday, August 24, 2007
Memory
Memory. (n.d.). Dictionary.com Unabridged (v 1.1) - mem·o·ry [mem-uh-ree]
–noun, plural -ries. 1.the mental capacity or faculty of retaining and reviving facts, events, impressions, etc., or of recalling or recognizing previous experiences. www.medterms.com 1. The ability to recover information about past events or knowledge. 2. The process of recovering information about past events or knowledge. 3. Cognitive reconstruction. The brain engages in a remarkable reshuffling process in an attempt to extract what is general and what is particular about each passing moment.
Memory is a funny thing. We have "a" memory and we have "memories". When we want or need to remember something we forget. For example, as I get older I spend alot more time thinking about the hereafter. Pretty much on a daily basis I'll head downstairs, or to my room, or to the kitchen to grab "something" and wonder "what the heck am I here after"???
Yesterday morning I was cleaning out the spare room & the spare room closet. All part of the ever continuing job of getting this house ready for market. Anyway, I digress, I came across a small, plastic, reddish brown, magnetic toy spider and put it "aside" as I knew it belonged to one of the small boys and they are rather fond of these spiders. Now that in itself seems innocuous doesn't it? However, yesterday evening Caleb came across the other small toy magnetic spider, the blue one, which of course is his. Do you think I can possibly remember where the heck I put the spider that I found? NOT! Poor Alexander, once again victim of his mom's serious case of CRS Syndrome. (If you don't know that one you'll have to email me, this is a G rated blog my dear ;) ).
The other side of memory is memories and sometimes we want to forget these and that's when we can't. Each day I get up and wish I could forget that I'm single again and how much it hurts and how much I miss my soulmate. Waking up alone, and realising he may never be around again to bring me a coffee in bed, which I think he enjoyed more than I. I open my closet to get ready for the day and oh, there's the shirt I wore when... can't wear that. I moved the living room furniture around, but I still remember cuddling on the love seats and I can't even sit comfortably on them. My boys asking after "Pop". Is Pop coming for Alexander's birthday? Is he coming for Christmas? Is he coming for my birthday? But it's more fun with him Mom. Even the kitchen is full of memories, the wok & grill are gifts from him and he loved to cook for all of us in that kitchen. One of my first memories of him is how he just walked right in and took over the kitchen, it was great. All wonderful memories, which one day will bring a smile, but right now only bring tears as I wonder if I will ever get to share those with my soulmate again. Memory and memories, crazy things.
God's blessings on you and yours.
–noun, plural -ries. 1.the mental capacity or faculty of retaining and reviving facts, events, impressions, etc., or of recalling or recognizing previous experiences. www.medterms.com 1. The ability to recover information about past events or knowledge. 2. The process of recovering information about past events or knowledge. 3. Cognitive reconstruction. The brain engages in a remarkable reshuffling process in an attempt to extract what is general and what is particular about each passing moment.
Memory is a funny thing. We have "a" memory and we have "memories". When we want or need to remember something we forget. For example, as I get older I spend alot more time thinking about the hereafter. Pretty much on a daily basis I'll head downstairs, or to my room, or to the kitchen to grab "something" and wonder "what the heck am I here after"???
Yesterday morning I was cleaning out the spare room & the spare room closet. All part of the ever continuing job of getting this house ready for market. Anyway, I digress, I came across a small, plastic, reddish brown, magnetic toy spider and put it "aside" as I knew it belonged to one of the small boys and they are rather fond of these spiders. Now that in itself seems innocuous doesn't it? However, yesterday evening Caleb came across the other small toy magnetic spider, the blue one, which of course is his. Do you think I can possibly remember where the heck I put the spider that I found? NOT! Poor Alexander, once again victim of his mom's serious case of CRS Syndrome. (If you don't know that one you'll have to email me, this is a G rated blog my dear ;) ).
The other side of memory is memories and sometimes we want to forget these and that's when we can't. Each day I get up and wish I could forget that I'm single again and how much it hurts and how much I miss my soulmate. Waking up alone, and realising he may never be around again to bring me a coffee in bed, which I think he enjoyed more than I. I open my closet to get ready for the day and oh, there's the shirt I wore when... can't wear that. I moved the living room furniture around, but I still remember cuddling on the love seats and I can't even sit comfortably on them. My boys asking after "Pop". Is Pop coming for Alexander's birthday? Is he coming for Christmas? Is he coming for my birthday? But it's more fun with him Mom. Even the kitchen is full of memories, the wok & grill are gifts from him and he loved to cook for all of us in that kitchen. One of my first memories of him is how he just walked right in and took over the kitchen, it was great. All wonderful memories, which one day will bring a smile, but right now only bring tears as I wonder if I will ever get to share those with my soulmate again. Memory and memories, crazy things.
God's blessings on you and yours.
Wide awake and Unproductive
Can someone please tell me why the heck I'm still up at 1:00 am AND not getting a dang thing done around here??? Seems it is the theme of the day today though. I got up at a semi-decent hour, then sat on my tush for several hours sucked into the vortex of cyberland. Gosh, that is so unusual for me, procrastinating AND spending too much time on the computer. Such a rare & unusual occurrence. Just a few slight distractions with crackbook... ahem, Facebook, chatting, reading Dawn's blogspot and then starting my own. What can I say? I know, not much.
Ok ok, so it's besides the point that the Realtor is booked to arrive tomorrow at 1:00 PM. For those of you that are not so hot at math, that's 12 FREAKIN' hours until my house is for sale. So tell me again... why am I sitting on my lily white butt blogging, playing in blogspot, messing with my blogspot profile, chatting in aim and generally doing nothing truly productive? Is it because I love to embarrass myself by trying to sell a messy house? Is it because I think people love the idea of my junk laying all over the place? Nope, it's because I am the QUEEN of procrastinators and it is far more fun to play on the computer and chat with my friends than it is to clean the house. Go figure :-\. Can't imagine anyone else feels that way.
So speaking of me sitting at the computer... Naturally, like any mom I am proud of Caleb's mostly self-taught ability to read and I get very excited when I see him picking out words and even entire sentences everywhere we go. Praising him all over the place at his success and willingness to attempt harder words. However, I'm sitting at the computer today... and as mentioned earlier, I may have done just a wee bit too much of that... and up comes my precocious 6yo.
Caleb: "Can I have a hug Mom?"
Mom: "Of course sweetie"
Caleb: staring over my shoulder and looking directly at my laptop screen, "Mom, why does that say 'What the heck was I thinking???'"
Oh yikes, the kid is reading my BLOG! Ok, not necessarily a terrible thing, but he's reading my BLOG! I know, so far it's just the title and yes, if I hadn't been spending so much time on the computer to begin with he may not have seen it at all. But holy kid can read Batman! No more standing over Mom's shoulder I can tell you that much for sure.
I can happily report that some productive activity was achieved today that even included some precious time with my two younger boys. What was formerly known as the "toy dungeon" aka the "toy pit from hell", can now be safely called the "toy room" and they actually have room to play. With very little effort, Caleb was willing to give up quite a few of his toys to the dreaded "garage sale" box. However, Alexander needed a little more coaxing to convince him that he did not need to keep the broken McDonald's toys, or the RC car... that had no RC, never did (the perils of thrift store shopping).
And on that happy note, it is now closer to 2:00 am than one and I really should get some shut eye so I can get up at a reasonable hour before my children decide that finger painting with yoghurt on the tv or my laptop would be a nice surprise for mom.
God's blessings.
Ok ok, so it's besides the point that the Realtor is booked to arrive tomorrow at 1:00 PM. For those of you that are not so hot at math, that's 12 FREAKIN' hours until my house is for sale. So tell me again... why am I sitting on my lily white butt blogging, playing in blogspot, messing with my blogspot profile, chatting in aim and generally doing nothing truly productive? Is it because I love to embarrass myself by trying to sell a messy house? Is it because I think people love the idea of my junk laying all over the place? Nope, it's because I am the QUEEN of procrastinators and it is far more fun to play on the computer and chat with my friends than it is to clean the house. Go figure :-\. Can't imagine anyone else feels that way.
So speaking of me sitting at the computer... Naturally, like any mom I am proud of Caleb's mostly self-taught ability to read and I get very excited when I see him picking out words and even entire sentences everywhere we go. Praising him all over the place at his success and willingness to attempt harder words. However, I'm sitting at the computer today... and as mentioned earlier, I may have done just a wee bit too much of that... and up comes my precocious 6yo.
Caleb: "Can I have a hug Mom?"
Mom: "Of course sweetie"
Caleb: staring over my shoulder and looking directly at my laptop screen, "Mom, why does that say 'What the heck was I thinking???'"
Oh yikes, the kid is reading my BLOG! Ok, not necessarily a terrible thing, but he's reading my BLOG! I know, so far it's just the title and yes, if I hadn't been spending so much time on the computer to begin with he may not have seen it at all. But holy kid can read Batman! No more standing over Mom's shoulder I can tell you that much for sure.
I can happily report that some productive activity was achieved today that even included some precious time with my two younger boys. What was formerly known as the "toy dungeon" aka the "toy pit from hell", can now be safely called the "toy room" and they actually have room to play. With very little effort, Caleb was willing to give up quite a few of his toys to the dreaded "garage sale" box. However, Alexander needed a little more coaxing to convince him that he did not need to keep the broken McDonald's toys, or the RC car... that had no RC, never did (the perils of thrift store shopping).
And on that happy note, it is now closer to 2:00 am than one and I really should get some shut eye so I can get up at a reasonable hour before my children decide that finger painting with yoghurt on the tv or my laptop would be a nice surprise for mom.
God's blessings.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
4 Boys and a Blog Title
Ok, don't let the title of my blog fool you. Really I am stupidly proud of my boys. Plus I love the shock value. 99% of my time that I am out of the house I have Caleb (6 1/2) & Alexander (5yo, in 6 days) in tow. That's it, just the two of them. I look, from what I have been told, just about the right age to have children in this age group.
"Awwwww, so you have 2 boys?" Well, no actually, they're girls, I just dress them up as boys because that's what I really wanted. Ok, no I never say that... but I'd like to **insert stupid grin**. The other question I often get is, "Awwwwww, twins?" (Picture Shannon banging head against wall, or cash desk or whatever is conveniently at hand.) Never mind that they are over a year and a half in age difference but Caleb is a big strapping, tall boy that looks just like his dad. Alexander is fine boned and small, a full head shorter than Caleb, and looks just like his mom (oh yeah, that's me). **Slappa slappa slappa** walk into this people.
"Awwwww, so you have 2 boys?" Well, no actually, they're girls, I just dress them up as boys because that's what I really wanted. Ok, no I never say that... but I'd like to **insert stupid grin**. The other question I often get is, "Awwwwww, twins?" (Picture Shannon banging head against wall, or cash desk or whatever is conveniently at hand.) Never mind that they are over a year and a half in age difference but Caleb is a big strapping, tall boy that looks just like his dad. Alexander is fine boned and small, a full head shorter than Caleb, and looks just like his mom (oh yeah, that's me). **Slappa slappa slappa** walk into this people.
Ok, so we've gotten past the stupid questions. They are boys and no they are not twins. Here is the shock value. I have 2 more of the little buggers, you got it 4, count them FOUR boys, God does have a sense of humour! Ahhhh, but it gets better, the other two are in fact, not so little... are you ready for this? The other two boys are in fact, Shane, 20 and Michael, 16 years old and no I did not start when I was 12! But I love the shock value :D!!
So that's where the "What the heck was I thinking???" title comes in. Who in their right mind gets to the point that they have a 14yo and a 10yo and thinks, "gee, I think I'll have more?"!!!! This is the point when "normal" people say, "Woo hoo, I can finally start doing things for and by myself!!".
But then, as most of my friends can confirm, I'm definitely not in my right mind and I've never claimed to be normal.
God's blessings.
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