Thursday, November 30, 2006

November only has 30 days

Sure seemed like more some days. I'm sure it shows in those posts that I threw together so as to keep up with NaBloPoMo. This has been a really fun thing though, overall. I hope that you've enjoyed it and that I haven't scared anyone away ;) I'm not promising to keep up the every day posting, but I'll do my best to give you something to read!

Congrats to all those who managed to stick to NaBloPoMo (
Heather & Hillary come to mind) and another thanks to Katrina for the inspiration (though she slipped, she was the source for me).

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

It's a guest post!

A la Hillary ;)




Except like, I'm not really Christa. D:


I'm James. Hi.




Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Writer's cramp!!

I know, hard to believe in this age of computers, but it's true. I just finished my Christmas cards. 103. Yes, really. I love love love Christmas cards. Obviously ;) They're not sealed yet, I'm thinking a big bowl of water and a sponge. Thank goodness the stamps are peel and stick these days! Oh, Christmas is coming, people, can't you feel it?

Monday, November 27, 2006

This was fun

I enjoyed this video, though I don't remember hearing any of the songs when they were new!

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Not the usual November weather

It started snowing yesterday afternoon and this morning it looked like this:

Not what we normally get in November! We're used to wet, wind and grey. That's about it, it's a depressing month but it's what we're accustomed to ;) Well, surprise! After 6 or 8 inches of snow (depends who you talk to I guess), it's freezing. Hard. Oh joy. Now those ruts in my alley are frozen ruts. Guess who's not driving her kids to school tomorrow? They're so upset, the poor dears. Hahaha.

Friday, November 24, 2006

Oh, and another thing

No, never mind. It's not important. I'll get back to you tomorrow. Sorry for disturbing you...

Thursday, November 23, 2006


Seems to be a lot of that around lately. Yesterday I (cryptically) said 33, not realizing that most people aren't counting down the days until Christmas like I am. My birthday isn't until March ;) Last night, I wrote Matt a quick note telling him that I was waiting to hear from him about the results of his audition for the worship team. When I got up this morning, I was rather disappointed about not having a reply. Imagine my annoyance when I didn't hear from him until 11am today. I didn't say anything about his rudeness, just quietly steamed a little. Turns out that he phoned last night when I was out and my wonderful daughter didn't bother to tell me. :P Oh, and said wonderful daughter wrote her Christmas list when requested to do so, but didn't bother to give. it. to. me.

Black strappy shoes with a not too high heel are on the list for the weekend's shopping, along with at least one more chair for our kitchen table. Don't want Matt to have to cook us Christmas dinner AND stand to eat it ;)

Wednesday, November 22, 2006


Yeah, you read that right. Are you ready? I'm not.

I love this time of year ;)

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Help help help!

What kind of shoes should we get? Maya wants "pretty" shoes. That's about as specific as she gets *LOL* And what do you think of the dress? Btw, it's much more sparkly in person, and brighter too. I need a better camera.

Monday, November 20, 2006

Sometimes you just have to stamp your foot a bit

And then say, "It's just not fair!" Maybe even throw in a whine or a pout.

Went shopping with Maya today for something Christmas-y. Of course, her last year's dresses don't fit, she's growing almost every day. And my stuff doesn't fit, because I've lost more than 40 pounds. Oh, btw, I can't wait until I can say 50! Ooops, almost got off track. Tried a few stores, their selections were so pitiful that we were both getting discouraged. Maya was able to find things to try on but the ladies' section didn't even have that much. So, off we go to the store Maya wanted to visit - much more trendy, ya know. Maya found a stunning red sparkly dress (with a, to me anyway, stunning price tag) in a size extra small and I swear that her dad is going to cry when he sees her in it. The where did my little girl go and who is this young lady in front of me type of crying. I also found some clothes, a black skirt and a much more sedate red top, so we were all happy, right? Well, mostly, here's where the foot stamping comes in. After working hard for several months and losing that weight, I had to buy size large. Yeah, large. *sigh* Any other store, I wear a small or maybe a medium, but not the trendy one. I know, as Maya told me, its demographic (though she didn't use that word, I will have to tell her that's the right one) is different and the sizing is for smaller people. I think I'm going to get a Sharpie and change the L to an E. Doesn't mean anything but at least it won't say Large anymore ;)

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Food for the soul

Music. Sweet sweet music. I listen to the dulcet tones of Maya's tenor saxophone and it moves me. Even those not so dulcet tones move me. She has talent, it's very apparent. Unfortunately, she's as much of a perfectionist as her older brother so she gets very angry at herself when she misses a note. Encouragement from me, the unmusical one, doesn't mean much to her. I wish it did, I really love listening to her play. The improvement in a month is astounding. Oh, and I must share (bragging mom alert) that she got a perfect score on her playing test last week. Ahhh. Definitely a joyful noise :D

Saturday, November 18, 2006

It's shoebox day tomorrow!

I love this time of year!! Here in Canada we don't have the official start to the Christmas season that our American friends do...if we started in mid-October, well that wouldn't be a good thing, let's just say that. After all, Christmas decorations are already up way too early for some ;) Anyway, seeing as we don't have a November Thanksgiving OR a Black Friday, my Christmas season starts with Operation Christmas Child. Franklin Graham's organization, Samaritan's Purse, oversees this wonderful international effort to bring some joy to children who live with poverty, war, disease and natural disaster. What better thing to get me in the spirit of Christmas than to shop for a shoebox? This year's offering, like some of years past, was too much for the size of the shoebox. I crammed everything I could in there though, and I trust that the young girl who receives it (I chose 5-9 yo girl as the category this year) will be blessed by the contents, and the love that it was packed with.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Ahhh, parenting, or lack thereof

Yes, another parenting post. Sorry, folks, it's who I am. But this one isn't about me - for a change ;)

There have been way too many stories (though I hesitate to call them stories, they aren't fiction, or entertainment, these are real people) lately coming across my radar screen.

First in my mind is one involving one of James's friends. Seems her mom is not a very fit parent. I know, most teens are programmed to not think much of their parents, in this case it's more than that. A cultural gap miles wide exists in this case and let's face it, kids really are people, not merely possessions. Anyway, this girl has been taken from her mom's home and, with her dad's blessing, is now living with another friend of James's and her family. I hope and pray that this is the right fit for all of them, I want to see them all succeed.

Then there's the kids in my neighbourhood who might as well be parenting themselves. I know how hard it is to be a single parent, it makes my heart hurt to see these kids left alone at all hours or knocking at my door saying their mom won't mind if they come in for four or five hours...though the mom doesn't even know me.

Or the grown women that I know who are still wearing those scars inflicted by parents who "loved" them too much, or not at all.

Guess I'm rethinking my post of the other day, and making sure my own kids know how very much they mean to me.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

More proof that the gene pool is contaminated

PARIS, Nov 15 (Reuters Life!) - What's a television without its remote control? Not much, decided a thief in southwestern France who returned to the home from which he had just stolen a TV to pick up the remote control -- and was arrested.
The man robbed a retiree's house in the village of Mussidan, taking the TV set and some hunting rifles, police said. While the owner was reporting the theft at the local police station, the thief returned.
Alert neighbors tipped off the police and they caught the man red-handed.
"He came back to take the remote control," a local police spokesman said. "I guess there's daring and there's stupid."

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

I need to do a shout out

Just in case they're snooping, uh I mean reading again. Hey Toasty! Hey Tara! Hey Rachel! Now go lie down, girls!!

~~~For those who are bewildered...some of James's friends heard that I had a blog so, being naturally curious teenagers, they looked for it. I doubt they care enough to stop back again, but just in case ;)

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Little glimpses

For the last little while, there have been things making me think a bit too much. I've been wondering if "this is all there is" to my life. I don't mean the whole immigration, living apart from my husband thing, I mean the stay at home mom thing. I've felt less than adequate, but really that could be another post, so let's just say that it's a head thing and I'm getting over it. Anyway, in the midst of this conflicted set of emotions, there have been some small moments of shall I call it insight? Sure, sounds like an apt word. Christa, for example. I watched her playing with her grandpa today and what a time they had. At one point she had him helping her feed a giant spider that was in his clubhouse. They had to feed it wehms (worms), which she had dug up in the garden in the middle of the living room. But it was a very friendly spider, said with emphatic nods of her head. Ahhh. Becca, on the other hand, was a bit tougher to get today. She was upset at bedtime but it wasn't really making much sense...she didn't want to be first in line at school as she would have to hold the door open for her classmates. Ooookay, so make sure you aren't first. Well, that wasn't it, it's that if she is first, there is nobody there to play with when she gets there. Ahhh, the social butterfly emerges. Maya's a little tougher yet, but when I began brushing her hair for her while she was on the phone with her friend, I thought she would melt into a little puddle. Sweet sweet moment. I can't pin James down as often, and that is as it should be I think. As our kids get closer to adulthood, they become less transparent, partly as a defense mechanism. After all, if mom or dad finds out too much, they will have the control back again, or worse, they might not approve of me. It's a very very worthwhile thing, this job I have been given. I don't think I am doing a terribly good job of it some days (most days) but it is mine and I will keep striving.

Monday, November 13, 2006

All I want for Christmas...

It's that time of year again folks. Time for the kids to make their Christmas lists. I worry it will turn into a greedy free-for-all but so far I haven't had to burst their bubbles. Christa wants Dora. Dora everything. In fact, Dora anything. Becca is too old for that, she wants Spongebob everything :P Maya, not a clue, she wasn't home for the big list-making exercise, but I'm sure she wants stuff anyway. As for James, let's just say that cash is looking like a possibility. Other than requesting The Aquabats, he hasn't said much. Hmmm, I wonder what I should ask for...

Sunday, November 12, 2006

Sunday is a good day for updates

Especially when doing NaBloPoMo, don't want to run out of things to say. As if that would happen!!

Maya's date went well yesterday. She was soooo nervous, it was cute. Maya said she kept looking at her shoes *LOL* They enjoyed the movie, it was a matinee because I'm so not ready for nighttime dating. Anyway, the boy was a little gentleman, told me it was nice to meet me when I picked up the girls, and apparently not only bought Maya's ticket, but some Skittles as well. I don't want to do this again soon though, too much stress!!

Becca has adjusted well to French Immersion, she's in a class with a lot of her friends from the past two years and I'm sure that has made it easier. Plus she's an all around friendly kid :)

Christa is Christa and I'm hopeful we will survive her being four.

James is good too, I actually managed to convince him to stand up at church today when the pastor asked everyone to stand. Making strides!! *sigh*

The Tamagotchis are all good, in case you wondered.

Saturday, November 11, 2006

I knew this day was coming

Maya has a date. Yeah, a boy asked her out. To a movie. And he's paying. Well, he has a coupon/gift certificate/something like that, but still. She is T-W-E-L-V-E. I told her she could go as long as it wasn't just the two of them, so one of her best girlfriends is going along. Not the one that would have sat in between Maya and the boy ;) I'm so not ready for this. But, funny fact - I was in grade 7 when I went on my first date. To a movie. I don't remember what the movie was, but I do remember the boy. His name was Raymond. He had no last name. Raymond, if you're out there, thanks for the popcorn.

Friday, November 10, 2006

Six weeks and a weekend to go

I love this time of year! This weekend I am going to buy some Christmas cards. Not holiday cards, Christmas cards. But that is another post for another day. I have Christmas cards, either four or six boxes of them. Somewhere. They are NOT in the apartment, I know that. They are in storage. Ooooh, did you hear the creepy music? Storage. There it is again! James & I went to st...oops, that place last weekend and my gosh, do we have a lot of stuff still. I had a look for the cards, couldn't find them easily. Couldn't reach most of the boxes easily :P We did put the Christmas tree ornaments and the Christmas tree stand at the front of the "unit" while we were there, so I can get a Christmas tree when it's closer to the big day. Not going to get one yet as it would just lose all its needles by the time the big day gets here. Oops, I got way off topic. I'm going to get Christmas cards this weekend. Ask me on Monday or Tuesday, just in case, I need to be held accountable!

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Surreal (adj)

...having the disorienting, hallucinatory quality of a dream; unreal; fantastic...

Lately, dh has used the phrase "life goes on" frequently in our conversations. MSN conversations, that is, we aren't able to talk in person. If you don't know why not, you're way behind and perhaps need to speak up so I can fill you in. Anyway, he has used this phrase a lot and it has really bothered me. I don't feel as if my life, or our life, is going on. It feels stuck in some alternate universe or time. Some day we will look back on this episode and say remember when and maybe even laugh. Right now, it's just all muddly and odd. Surreal.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Tagged, or I couldn't think of anything on my own...

Tagged by Sharon. More like challenged by Sharon ;)

1. Explain what ended your last relationship? He left. Told me that I didn't love him anymore and he left. Best thing that ever happened to me!
2. When was the last time you shaved? Sunday morning in the shower, I'm due :P
3. What were you doing this morning at 8 a.m.? Getting my kids ready for school, watching
Curious George.
4. What were you doing 15 minutes ago? Reading blogs.
5. Are you any good at math? Yes, I'm very good at math.
6. Your prom night? We didn't have a prom. I'm still not really sure what a prom is!
7. Do you have any famous ancestors? Just the guy who invented
the Waterman pen.
8. Have you had to take a loan out for school? Not for me, I didn't go to school. We have loans to repay for dh though.
9. Do you know the words to the song on your myspace profile? I don't have a myspace profile, never have. And I'm glad, from what I've heard from others.
10. Last thing received in the mail? Passports for the two youngest, and a cable/internet bill.
11. How many different beverages have you had today? Just the one I'm drinking now - a Coke.
12. Do you ever leave messages on peoples answering machine? Sure, but usually it's voice mail these days.
13. Who did you lose your CONCERT virginity to? I've only been to one concert (other than the ones my kids have been in!) -
Dr. Hook 1983.
14. Do you draw your name in the sand when you go to the beach? Uh, no. Why would I do that?
15. What was the most painful dental procedure you have had? Probably the extraction, it was very unpleasant.
16. What is out your back door? I only have one door (is that safe?) and it leads to a walkway and the stairs.
17. Any plans for Friday night? Laundry in the late afternoon, probably some take out for dinner as I'm not in the mood for cooking after that. Nothing special.
18. Do you like what the ocean does to your hair? Not really, gives it a salty crust feel.
19. Have you ever received one of those big tins of 3 different popcorns? No, the tins always look neat though.
20. Have you ever been to a planetarium? Oh yeah! I almost said no then I remembered going to the one in Vancouver. It was neat!
21. Do you re-use towels after you shower? Yes, I don't have extras to change them after every shower.
22. Some things you are excited about? Cars came out yesterday! Haven't watched it yet but you know I bought it already ;) Becca is back at her old school which thrills me to no end!!
23. What is your favorite flavor of JELLO? Raspberry. Orange. Lime. NOT strawberry.
24. Describe your keychain(s). Leather fob, the type of keychain that I can take apart so I can warm the car up and still have it locked. Several keys, most of which I know what they open. There's a Staples thing on there (whatever you call the thing they scan when you buy stuff so you can get points or whatever) and a token for carts at a local grocery store so I don't have to use a loonie.
25. Where do you keep your change? Loonies & quarters in one plastic cup for laundry, toonies & the rest in another. Both cups on top of the microwave in the kitchen.
26. Do you sleep with the door to your room open or closed? Closed but not shut. You know, just about. Used to keep it wide open but James stays up later than me and the light keeps me awake.
27. Did you read this far? Consider yourself tagged.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

How embarrassed am I?

I realized today that political science for dummies was missing Canada - my very own country. How red is my face? So courtesy of James...

You have two cows.
Someone in a country far away has two cows and a neighbour who wants those cows.
You go to the foreign country to help the two resolve their dispute.
While you are gone, someone takes your cows.
When you return home, you apologize.

Monday, November 06, 2006

Read at your own risk

I'm in a bad mood, I'll warn you right now. Doesn't happen too often but when it does, look out. Most of my annoyance is centered on my ex. What? An annoying ex? Say it isn't so! Pfftt. I won't go into a bunch of detail, let's just say that someone who wound up in therapy over the kids leaving town should actually want to see said kids, wouldn't you think? Well, yeah, me too. Guess we're not thinking clearly. Couple that with the irritating woman at the laundromat who took seven washer loads of stuff and spread it out to take up eight dryers when there were only ten free...I had to do half my drying and then the other half once that was done. Yeah, she has laundry too but it bugged me anyway *LOL*

So what am I doing about it? I'm eating McD's and venting here. I'm feeling better already. Until I step on the scale tomorrow morning, but I'll blame that on my ex ;)

Sunday, November 05, 2006

At the risk of being sort of political two days in a row


You have two cows.
Your neighbor has none.
You feel guilty for being successful.
Barbara Streisand sings for you.

You have two cows.
Your neighbor has none.

You have two cows.
The government takes one and gives it to your neighbor.
You form a cooperative to tell him how to manage his cow.

You have two cows.
The government seizes both and provides you with milk.
You wait in line for hours to get it.
It is expensive and sour.

You have two cows.
You sell one, buy a bull, and build a herd of cows.

You have two cows.
Under the new farm program the government pays you to shoot one, milk the other, and then pours the milk down the drain.

You have two cows.
You sell one, lease it back to yourself and do an IPO on the 2nd one.
You force the two cows to produce the milk of four cows.
You are surprised when one cow drops dead.
You spin an announcement to the analysts stating you have downsized and are reducing expenses.
Your stock goes up.

You have two cows.
You go on strike because you want three cows.
You go to lunch and drink wine.
Life is good.

You have two cows.
You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk.
They learn to travel on unbelievably crowded trains.
Most are at the top of their class at cow school.

You have two cows.
You engineer them so they are all blond, drink lots of beer, give excellent quality milk, and run a hundred miles an hour.
Unfortunately they also demand 13 weeks of vacation per year.

You have two cows but you don't know where they are.
While ambling around, you see a beautiful woman.
You break for lunch.
Life is good.

You have two cows.
You have some vodka.
You count them and learn you have five cows.
You have some more vodka.
You count them again and learn you have 42 cows.
The Mafia shows up and takes over however many cows you really have.

You have all the cows in Afghanistan, which are two.
You don't milk them because you cannot touch any creature' s private parts.
You get a $40 million grant from the US government to find alternatives to milk production but use the money to buy weapons.

You have two cows.
They go into hiding.
They send radio tapes of their mooing.

You have two bulls.
Employees are regularly maimed and killed attempting to milk them.

You have one cow.
The cow is schizophrenic.
Sometimes the cow thinks he's French, other times he's Flemish.
The Flemish cow won't share with the French cow.
The French cow wants control of the Flemish cow's milk.
The cow asks permission to be cut in half.
The cow dies happy.

You have a black cow and a brown cow.
Everyone votes for the best looking one.
Some of the people who actually like the brown one best accidentally vote for the black one.
Some people vote for both.
Some people vote for neither.
Some people can't figure out how to vote at all.
Finally, a bunch of guys from out-of-state tell you which one you think is the best-looking cow.

You have millions of cows.
They make real California cheese.
Only five speak English.
Most are illegals.
Arnold likes the ones with the big udders.

Saturday, November 04, 2006

Canadian World Domination

Yeah, it's funny, go ahead and laugh. I sure did. I saw a link to a site on a comment on someone else's blog (would plug it but I'm not sure whose it was) and checked it out. Oh my, was it funny. The troops are led by General Claire and General Jenny...oh, go see for yourself if you have time - What wasn't funny were some of the letters they received. My goodness, can't people understand satire? Some of them were so vicious I was shocked. Can't we all just get along? ETA that the blog was Hillary's!!

Friday, November 03, 2006


There seems to be some confusion resulting from my post of a couple days ago. I am not materialistic but it will seem that way ;) We could theoretically go to Reno without our belongings, with only what we could pack in the van. Once there, we would have to get our own place as my inlaws don't have room for five more people in addition to those already in their home. We would have no furniture, no bedding, no towels, no dishes, no toys, no books, you get the idea. Well, as much as those are merely things, they are pretty important, especially to kids. Sure, we could buy new, but we couldn't because that would cost a LOT of money to those of us who have very little. We did consider just going on with our trip the very first night when we found out that our stuff couldn't get through the border, but that wasn't realistic, that was just wishing. So, materialistic as it might sound to you, we can't go without our stuff. Thus, we wait on the US govt, immigration department specifically. Meanwhile, we are doing our best to enjoy the good parts of life, and they are still evident. Good friends, a roof over our heads, plenty of hugs (I'm getting one now from my 4yo!). We'll get through this!

Thursday, November 02, 2006

NaBloPoMo anyone?

Katrina posted about this and it really caught my attention. I know she didn't start it, but that was the first I'd heard of it so I'm giving her the credit.

Oh, sorry, "it" is National Blog Posting Month. All you have to do is post something each day in November. Cool, huh? So who's gonna join me?

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

30 days hath September...

Got word from immigration today. Apparently in cases like ours (whatever that means), the usual time for processing ranges from 60 to 180 days. That's two months to SIX months. And, even more thrilling, that is just to hear when we will go to the consulate in Vancouver. Wait time there for an appointment is 59 days as of today, it fluctuates. Sooooo, that takes us anywhere from the end of February to the end of June. Oh how fun is this?

Thank goodness Matt is coming here for Christmas, we're all forgetting what he looks like!