14 January 2013

Well, well, well..

I haven't been here in a while.
It's pretty dusty - and there are signs of mold.
But there is a slight feeling of comfort knowing that I can come back here and air out my lungs.

Stay tuned.

7 June 2012

No Pain - No Gain, Bitches.

Yesterday was National Running Day.

I was able to rack up a nice little 17.86km's. During a thunderstorm, in the forest. There is not too many smells as intoxicating as a forest during rain. SO good. That puts me at a total of 715 km's so far since January 1. My goal of 1500 for 2012 doesn't seem so far now!

What's better though? My husband surprising me by meeting me halfway! That is why I love the guy. I never would have finished as strong if he wasn't there, it definitely pushed me through.

My legs don't love me today however, and I had a terrible sleep because of it.

No pain, no gain bitches.

That is all for now.

6 June 2012


de·flate v. de·flat·edde·flat·ingde·flatesv.tr.1.a. To release contained air or gas from.
b. To collapse by releasing contained air or gas.
2. To reduce or lessen the size or importance of: Losing the contest deflated my ego.
3. Economics
a. To reduce the amount or availability of (currency or credit), effecting a decline in prices.
b. To produce deflation in (an economy).

Yes, I think it's safe to say all of the above completely relates to my life at this very moment. Let me explain.

1 (a) I woke up this morning after yet another night of restless sleep, dragged my self into the bathroom - no friggin' toilet paper. Great. Out to the van - flat fucking tire. Awesome.

1 (b) Once I arrived at work this morning I noticed my worst case scenario has been realized. My yoga ball has deflated. After a year of service. It's funny because yesterday afternoon when I left for my lunchtime walk all was ok - I noticed when I returned that my ball seemed a little sad. I'm certain that our Health & Safety nazi representative stuck a pin in it while I was gone. She hates that I have it - and debunks all positive research that has been done. Whatever. Now I'm stuck sitting in a regular office chair until I can find the time to get a new ball - and I can already feel my lower back screaming.

2. On my way in this morning I was listening to a man on the radio speak. He lost his legs in a tragic accident years and years ago - and this Monday he'll be climbing Mt Kilimanjaro to raise money to help with the water crisis is Africa. This increased the nagging feeling I have in my gut, I want to do something. I need to change something.

3 (a) Before work this morning, and at the very moment I realized I had a flat tire - 1 kid needs $15 for a school trip, one needs $17 for a grad dance and something else, I have no idea..and another one needs $45 for a grad dinner and yearbook - oh wait, and bus tickets. So, off to the store I go.

3 (b) That's all I have for now, but it was free.

5 June 2012

Hot Off The Press (I work at a newspaper, this is fitting)

8 things that are pissing me off right now. They are PMS exaggerated, but relevant none the less. (not in any particular order)

  1. I am sitting at my desk staring at my computer. I seem to ALWAYS be doing this. No further forward, same old thing day after day. I'm bored and uncreative at work and its getting tiring. I should do something else, but at least for the immediate future I have security and benefits and not such a bad pay cheque. ho hum.
  2. My bedroom is a disaster. Like, a 15 year girl snuck in and dumped my clothes all over the place. It's terrible and I don't know how my husband doesn't yell at me. Maybe he understands that after all of the things that have to be done every single day the least of my worries is clothes on the floor of the one room you can close the door to and expect no one else can see it. I think they say the state of your bedroom reflects the state of your mental health or something like that - and yes, I am messy in my head. This morning I woke up and looked around and thought if tomorrow morning I didn't wake up - THIS is what the paramedics would have to trudge through just to get my stinking dead body out of the house. So, cleaning my room is back on the list. I suppose its pretty hypocritical anyway from my kids point of view.
  3. We lost our semi-final women's dodgeball game last night - I could go on and on as to why I think we lost and who's fault it is. But I won't. I will say that a comment was made by our captain and I'm not sure if it was directed at me or the girl beside me - 'there's no I in team, but there sure is a U in c*nt" Nice. Our next season begins in two weeks and I don't want to play on her team. That attitude is not how I represent myself and I most definitely don't want to be associated with it. But alas, it is too late for me to jump ship and switch to another team, plus more than half of the people on our team are friends that I just brought in - I couldn't desert them.
  4. As well as feeling like I'm going to be found dead in a room filled with evidence of my shopping addiction, I'm also not 'looking forward' to anything. I require something awesome to be forthcoming to get me through the mundane occurrences of everyday crap. Not even the weekend holds excitement or relaxation. I'm spending all of my time taxi-ing kids to and fro, cleaning, cooking, watching games, defusing conflict etc etc etc. This IS the life of a mother of 4 - I get that. but it shouldn't mean I have to be miserable - and to avoid that I need something to look forward to. For example - a friggin' vacation would be nice.
  5. Bed bugs. We don't have them - but I saw a commercial for some bed bug product last night before I fell asleep and now i'm feeling all wiggy. Nasty.
  6. I need a pedicure - REALLY badly. 1st world problem, I know. The thing is, because I'm a runner I've lost a toe nail. It happens to all of us - the force of your toe constantly banging against the end of your shoe causes trauma to your nail and it falls off. Embarrassing to have to explain to a woman who most likely doesn't speak English. And also - I have no damn time. Ugh.
  7. I have two kids graduating from grade 8 this month - from two different schools. BOTH ceremonies are on the same day at the same friggin' time. Great. So I'm missing one of them. What else? I also have a daughter in another school that is graduating from grade 6 (that school ends at that grade) - and you guessed it - same day, same time. I'm pretty sure all 3 schools got together and planned it this way just to spite me.
  8. Yesterday I spent extra time and effort on my hair and makeup - and my husband didn't even notice. No compliments, no nothing. LOVE that.
That is all for now.

30 May 2012


Why, because I am the mother (and clearly best cook) do I need to decide what we're eating every single night?

One of my greatest pet peeves is this daily conversation:

short person "Mom, what are we having for dinner?"
Me "Well, what would you like?"
SP "I don't know"

UGH. I can see how they would think that I have absolutely nothing else to do in the day but to plan their meals.

I will cook ANYTHING - just tell me WHAT?!?

29 May 2012

Just some things..

Here are some things:

1. There was a real life zombie attack yesterday in Miami? Weird. I'm not sure how I would react if someone just came up to me and started eating my face. It would most definitely be at the top of my list of dislikes.

2. Speaking of dislikes - where does the vinegar go once you've poured it on your food? The taste disappears almost immediately, but the smell does not. I tried to research this phenomenon and all I seemed to learn is that vinegar doesn't ever expire. I had it on my fries at lunch today and all it did was make them soggy. Disappointing vinegar, disappointing.

3. I have a scheduled ultrasound on my boobs tomorrow which I am a little nervous about. If they find a baby in there we're gonna have a problem, however, at least they will grow?

4. My husband called me a weasel today. He was joking of course - I think. Anyway, I researched weasels, and even if he wasn't joking there is no way I am one.

Weasels (play /ˈwzəl/) are mammals forming the genus Mustela of the Mustelidae family. They are small, active predators, long and slender with short legs. 

I DO NOT have short legs - argument over. However, I would be one if they made me their queen.

That is all for now.

24 May 2012

It's seems we're facing an influx

Happy Birthday Vicki!

This past past weekend was Victoria Day in my fine country. Happy Birthday queenie.
Mostly it's a great day because it is a federal holiday - on a Monday. SO good.
Perfect, perfect, PERFECT weather!
The kids were all with their 'others' this weekend.
My younger sister and her fiancée drove 5 hours to spend 3 glorious days suffering from a serious case of Porch-itis with us. Here is how it went:

0. wake up
1. kill my sister at lawn darts
2. sit on porch and drink
3. destroy my sister at lawn darts
4. drink on porch
5. show my sister how super awesome I am at lawn darts
6. drink, porch
7. have a mass unexpected group nap on porch
8. drink, drink, drink
9. repeat steps 1-8 until bedtime

On Sunday night at dusk one of the men on our street organized a fireworks display - it was great to hang out with all of the neighbours (who don't talk to me, apparently I'm not approachable - I think maybe my awesomeness is a little too shiny for some).

Totally necessary retreat from reality.

please notice the brand new stairs my super awesome husband built

I took Tuesday off as well so that I could pick my son up from his 2 week lonnnnnng trip with my parents to Europe. I also dropped off my oldest daughter at school wayyy too early in the morning so she could catch the coach bus taking her grade 8 class to Camp Kilcoo for the next 3 days...it's like a revolving door of children. 

That's all I have for now. 

15 May 2012

Vibram five fingers

I bought a pair of Vibram Five Fingers in March. Since that time I have run roughly 400 km's in them. They look weird as hell, and it is inevitable that when wearing them SOMEONE will stop and ask you questions about them.

Are they comfortable? Yes - like a glove for your feet. I put them on in the morning and I'm sad to take them off at night.

Where do you get those? Since I'm in Canada they aren't available in a lot of stores, but there's a store locator on their website.

Do they offer enough support? Absolutely - they force your body to to have a forefront strike, which is what your body is naturally supposed to do. Blah, blah, blah - I say a lot about this. You can find more info here.

Mostly, when wearing my VFF's I feel like a travelling salesperson - they should definitely pay me, several people have run out and bought them because of my pitch.

I really friggin' love them.