something could be wrong with me

I don't know what it is but lately I have been having a ton of trouble when it comes to listening. Someone will give me instructions or ask me to do something, and half way through the task I am thinking "okay now what did they say her name was?" or "now that I am finished what did they want me to do with this?" The thing is i swear that when I am being told these things I am listening. Somehow I seem to lose the important info that I need. I have come to two conlusions. Maybe I am not eating enough, or getting the nourishment that I need. (We all no that I have become crazy health concious) The other reason could be plain old simple arrogance. I must admit that most of the time at work I am quite cocky (obviously it hasn't bitten me in the ass yet). Who knows....Of all things it could have been the massive amounts of whiskey that I consumed last weekend at Jenn's party. I'm just not used to that kind of abuse any more.

eye yeye yeye

i Can't believe what a terrible blogger i have become. Seriously it's rediculous, 2 blogs a month? I got to get better at this for sure.

Things have been crazy the last couple weeks. We had a sitter come in and look after the kids. that was great she played with them, took them out and cleaned up thier messes in the evening. There were times that I would come home and wouldn't even have known what they had for lunch because it was all cleaned up!

Also, Moira has just been reffered to surgery for her heart. It should take place in Oct/Nov. We are happy that we are finaly look at the end of her congenital heart defect. yay, one day she will actually have a normal halloween and be one of those kids who can go to summer camp.

In the last four weeks I have also really started to change my lifesyle. I don't know if it's the whole turning 30 thing, or the fact that I am becoming more vain or what but I have started making healthier choices. no, no, no, I still drink...Oh yeah(i'm not crazy!) and smoke after I have had those drinks. I have started running 3 times a week, doing stregnth training on the other days and watching what I eat. Can you believe that I used to consume almost 800 calories alone on coffee beverages a day! Ahh! No wonder I got so much done. Iwasn't able to do any cardio outside today so I opted for pilates. (which I thought was really wimpy until I had to work my butt and then I cried a little) Then I tried the carmen electra strip aerobics. Hmm I kind of felt dumb sashaying like that in my living room. Not only that, I know I didn't look like her when I was doing it. I reminded myself of that really drunk older woman that dances at the bar byherself (because no one can get near her as she will knock them over) Hopefully it will go better the next couple times around and if not then I will hang up my "stilletos" and stay with good old Richard Simmons. At least that way I can be assured that I am the hottest in the room. haha.

Cooling Off

I have been debating for awhile on whether or not to get the kids a pool. Today I bit the bullet and while they were at church Marty and I headed of to Sears to get them one. We had a great Sunday, probally one of the best in awhile. It took Marty and i 20 minutes to start filling the monstrous thing with water and then about 4 hours to fill it up. But we all had a great time, I think we spent over four hours in it today.

this is probally why I am off only a few times a month

Wow. I must say that I have had way too much wine and relaxation so far this weekend. It's funny because i barely see the words that I type as they are so blurry. Hmm would that have been the red wine or the beer that I had before that make them so wiggley. take care, I am over and out for the night.

Commandmants for a Happy Month

Commandments For Happy Month

1. Thou shall have a large housewarming party-That was a ton of fun. We had eight people stay over that night and we went to bed when the birds were singing. That's when you know you've been to a good party. I also got 12 bucks when I returned the bottles from that party
2. Thou shall not have your husband crash up your brand new car.-This one is definately a bummer considering that it is only four months old. But hey-that's what insurance is for. At least that's what I keep telling myself.
3. Thou shall not phone your bestfriend on her 30th birthday.-This one only makes you feel like a shlep for a few weeks and not show your face on yours or her blogg because you feel like a real asshole. Sorry Tanya. Happy belated birthday!
4. Thous team should not lose the semi-final game-What's this one about? I will let you know when germany actually figures out where they went wrong. Crap!! Now I have to choose between Italy and France.
5. Thou shall quit fretting about the upcoming wedding and having nothing to wear.-I solved this one quite easily, I went to a dress maker and am having one made. Hopefully this works out. I can't help but be skeptical as the tailer did at one point call it a nightie.


That's the month in a nut shell. Wow, let's hope July is better.

Starting to feel it.

Yesterday was the date 6-6-6...and I can tell you now that was definately the truth. A few months ago my boss and I challenged eachother to a race up this hill in the Hat. So for a few months twice a day I drove it up and down and thought "I should really train and get running" That daily mantra soon changed into "I should really try to run it at least once before race day." I did try it out last week and almost died. I coughed up stuff that I think I breathed in when I was 12 and both my parents were still smoking. I had to walk to light posts but I thought I had done okay. I tried it again two days before the big day. There was so much smack talk flying around during the race day that you would think you were in a bad episode of will and grace. In the end though I lost. I am still swallowing my bloody pride as I admit that this 44 year old man beat my ass up that hill with all of my coworkers (and some family members) watching. Oh but I had strategy! I tried to do it without as much work as possible. About a third of the way up, when we were still neck and neck, I could feel him start to slow down, so I slowed down as well thinking that he would soon start walking and that I didn't need to use up so much energy. when he noticed that I slowed down he started running faster! I thought yeah run ahead waste all your energy. I walked for a bit (man that felt so good.) then started running for him...I thought yeah here I come watch out cause I am not only coming for you but I am going to leave you in the dust. As I was coming for him, he turns around sees me coming really fast and the bastard took off. I like to think that he looked like "dash" from the incredibles, that makes me feel better.

So all of this has me thinking, am I at that age when I have to start working for those little things that I take for granted like my health? Is it possible that I can't sit on the couch, drink wine daily and have that social cigarette (or more) and one day get off and leave everyone in the dust? I hope not-not with the big 30 coming next week. Maybe it isn't my pride that I having a hard time swallowing, may be it's the entire pill.

Are we back to normal yet?

Hopefully things will get there soon. We are currently still renavating our old house. I figure by next weekend everything should almost be all done. We still have to put in the shower, fix some moldings, and paint the outside of the house. So it's been almost a month and 10 gallons of paint but we are almost there and then I can start blogging again on a regular basis.

Call me what you want

Okay so the other day I took the kids to Mc'Donalds at the local Walmart. I felt like a terrible parent (I had vowed that we would keep that kind of junk to a minimum) I ordered Ollie his mc'chicken happy meal and Moira ordered a cheeseburger happy meal. I must admit as we were sitting there enjoying eachother's company it was really difficult to not get lost in the moment. I mean we were the typical happy commercial for the whole 15 minutes it took us to engulf our junk. I was however taken completely out of the moment when this woman shrieks out "your pop machine is broken!" I had just used it earlier to get the kids thier fuitopia which i had watered down and there was nothing wrong with it. So picture this I am a little annoyed at this woman shouting in this eating establishment (okay this is where it gets ugly but come on!) and I focus on her really big pasty white calves. Slowly I raise my eyes and the graze over these jersey material green shorts and I notice that this woman is huge. (now don't get me wrong, I don't have issues with other people's weight) But she is at least 340 lbs and she is wheezy from all the walking she had done earlier. So here's the clinche. The employee says to her "which one is broken?" "The diet coke" she replies. Okay seriously, on this lady's tray was 2 big mac cartons, fries and an apple pie! you can not tell me that if she doesn't get that extra large diet coke that it is going to throw her calorie load way over the limit. I just don't get it! That shit fursterates me, because I see people simular to her everyday in my work and some of it is so avoidable. It's not the broken diet coke machines that are going to put you on the table in front of me, it's going to be the complete ignorance of their lifestyle. Sorry but I needed to vent, please do not judge me to harshly on what I had to say. Just try to see the little truths inside of it.

Tom's 70th Birthday

This weekend I awoke at 5:30 am to finish the slideshow that I was supposed to have ready for this weekend. Marty and i finished it around 8 and went to Calgary to go set up for his dad's 70th birthday party. It was a pretty good night. Both children were entertained and well behaved. (That can be such a plus sometimes!) It was nice to see Marty's parents so happy with all thier friends. Some of the speeches were very funny as the crowd treated the event like a roast. The next morning we raced hom to have brunch with my family. The brunch wasn't too good but the company was nice. After bruch we headed over to my parents house to check out thier new "robot" lawn mower. Very funny indeed. When I figure out how to run the video I will post it.
Here is my newest picture

of Camille, my Neice.

Early mother's day/"unmentionable birthday present"

Marty bought me a new camera. My old digital was taking rather odd pictures. They were always dark and grainy and sometimes I would get these weird spots all throughout the photo. It was time for a new one. I have been bugging him and the stores (as it wasn't released until this week) for about two months. It's funny how much stuff you can find on the internet to bug your spouse with. But I love it, and him even though he is going to turn 30 on Friday.

Into The New House At Last

So finally, the reason I haven't been blogging is no longer. Yay. We are not even close to being settled yet, but I have some time to spare and catch up now. Movng day got off to a very rocky start. First the hitches that we were going to use for the horse trailers did not work with the trucks that we had. Then someone ran into my mom's building at work and she had to leave for a bit. We didn't get the keys until 11, on my way over I get a call from the lawyer who is not satisfied with the insurance coverage. I phone the insurance and give them heck cause I had put everything in their hands so that there wouldn't be any problems. So we get into the house and holy lord is it a mess! There is ice cream still in the freezer. Needless to say we couldn't move any of the boxes in until we cleaned. And I mean cleaned...We even had to clean out the fridge as it had spills and what not in them. Then I notice that all the curtains and rods are missing! There were two attached fixtures gone as well.
I took some pictures on wednesday. So they aren't perfect but it should give you an idea of the house.

Moira had her first communion on Sunday. That was beautiful. She did very well. We had Jane, Cathy and Katie down as well as moira's godfather Stu. Mrs. Alleyjan Moira's godmother also drove down for the morning celebration.

Putting the pieces together

The wedding went well. It was super beautiful. It was nice to see everyone so dressed up and happy. I have enclosed pictures from the night. That was before Marty and I drank so much wine and forgot to take more pictures. Not much more to say though. We satyed and Stu and Jaimie's. That was a lot of fun. In fact Marty and realised that it was our first sleepover together at someones house since we got married.
We were disorganized though. I left my coat at the hair salon. All I ended up having that night was my long work coat which was already in the car. The next morning I also was horrified to see that I didn't pack any casual shoes. All I had were my high heels. Which I may say is hard to pull off with a polo shirt and jeans. Marty also didn't pack a casual shirt for the next day so he had to borrow one from Stu. Man you would think that we were new to all of this packing stuff. All in all though, we had a complete blast. During the ride home we pieced together some of the moments eachother missed. Very funny indeed.

Bad Friend

I didn't think that I would ever fall into that category, but here I am. Another week gone without a post. nice.

This week we have a wedding to go to. So this week we have been packing, cleaning and then preparing for this weekends getaway. I have few minutes to blog before I head off to my hair appointment. Is that lazy or what? Mom and Dad are taking the kids and we should be out of town before 11. Sounds like a sweet drive hey? No fighting for once. I should go though, I just realized that MArty's shirt isn't ironed.

The Long Road Ahead

Woww...SO we are done. We bought a new house and are moving out of this one. Time should fly by considering that I only have one weekend free before we move(the others I am working or away) on May 1. Unfortunately with all the dealing and signing papers and getting everything settled my blog and my guitar playing have suffered considerably. I will have to learn to cope and do both. I will upload pictures of the house when I get some.

Won't be doing that again!!

Marty and I went up to Terratima this weekend. It was a nice trip except for the fact that I was way too tired to be up for much and got way too drunk. Unfortunately I only have a handfull of pictures because of the two bottles of wine that were drank while everyone went skiing. This pictures was taken as the skiing group was returning and really one of the last things I remember from that day.

ARgh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ARgh Sorry that I haven't been around lately, but It's been absolutely crazy here. I have been up all night with work and am about to head out the door to go back . (yes I realize that it's 4am) but if we want to get out of town on time I got to get my work done first. I will be back to blogging and commenting on your pages on sunday when I get back. Have a nice weekend!

The Not So Long Weekend Is Over

Wow, that went by super fast. Marty and I took Friday afternoon off to go test driving vehicles. We frove the jetta and loved it. So on Saturday he went into the dealership to deal. He did a good job and secured a great arrangement. The new car should arrive on February 28. On saturday night we went out to celebrate Tammy's birthday. Hence the pic. That was a lot of fun but we soon got an "age alert" When Marty had mentioned Joe PePesci Only the other girl that was our age knew who he was. Very funny indeed. They were like 6 years old when My cousin Vinny came out. Kind of makes you think...what else are these poor kids missing out on. On Sunday we had to drag our alcohol induced bodies out of bed and drive to Calgary to drop the kids off at Marty's parents. We arrived about noon, only an hour later than scheduled. not Bad. It sucked that we had to come back the same day though because Marty had to work. I had a nice morning talking with Tanya on the phone and the later Jordana. I didn't get anything done though. Good thing I have another day off this week.

Part of the mayhem I guess

It's after 8pm and I just got home from work. I worked the regular day and then did tours and a supplementary class in death and dying for the nurse and paramedic students. So in a matter of 3 hours 72 students got my grand tour. I think it went fairly well. I did run out of time however just because there is so much that I wanted to go through with these nurses. Oh well the end result is really want I wanted to go for anyways and I think that I opened the lines of communication so that we can work together peacefully in the hospital enviroment. That's about it. Marty made the kids homeamade valentines for the class. I must say that I think he did an awesome job. Sometimes it's amazing what these men can accomplish while the wife is at work! Anyways I am going to bed because i am in a foul mood . I just bought a sweet sound system and one of my friends called it a pussy ass piece of crap. God men can be such losers sometimes.

Anyways Happy Valentines Day all!!!

Got my fix

Wow...that was quite an indulgent day. Started the day off quite sassy. By 9:00 am I already beaked off to one of my bosses and imagined him naked in some demeaning position. Good thing I spent the rest of the morning by myself because I was about ready to give it to anyone who wanted to give me some lip. At lunch I ran home to "relax" Those who know me well know exactly what that means. Only thing is the pb channel has crap on during the lunch hour. I guess it's just a better excercise for my imagination. Then the Grammy's were on tonight. Holy crap did U2 take it all home. I watched them preform two songs bythemselves. I still can't get enough vertigo...and One...well it was nice to watch bono step back while Mary J Blige totally took control. You got to love a man that lets the woman take control once and awhile. Then I watched the band play with some other singers two more times. Can't remeber who they were now, but obviously not so important. I believe U2 took home 6 awards tonight....but I am not too sure...I'm not even too sure how many beer I had during the evening. I guess that some things like that don't matter so much. All I know is that I got my fix tonight. -until next time that is.

Why does doing nothing make you feel like crap?

I took another day off today and did basically nothing. I did a few loads of laundry and tinkered with various computers, but otherwise nothing. I was too lazy and restless to take a nap. So after such a relazing day why do I feel so terrible. Nothing to do but go to bed now. And listen to bono sing please again. Look at the man above this....isn't he hot?!

Getting the ball rolling

Wow this weekend went by so fast! Friday night had movie night with brian and denise. We watched Zathura with the kids. Definately a nice way to spend the evening. I had a little too much beer, no thanks to alexander keith, and wound up with a massive headache by the end of the night. I got up early on saturday to clean the house so that we would have the afternoon to do some open houses. Well we found one that we definately like. You can find the listing here. The problem is that possesion needs to take place by the 15 of Feb. We talked to their agent and there is no way out of that because they will lose the house that they have an offer in if it's not sold by that time. Sucks! There is no way that we can sell or even get our house ready to sell by them. Okay so note number one. I got to quit procrastinating on this stuff or we will never move. Poor marty has so much work to do. At least he's got some time though, since that one will be gone.

low man on the what?!?

So here's the deal. I am work today and was talking to my boss. We are getting a new apprentice because my coworker is taking paternity leave and we need someone to fill in while he's gone. The girl is a student and needs to constant supervision. My work is considering trading me to the other "on call team" so that there will be someone there to supervise her on the weekends. The thing is, we wouldn't need to switch if my other boss would just show up on those weekends that he is on call. So in order to alleviate him comming to work on those weekends they are going to trade me to the other shift since I can work unsupervised. The thing is, I don't want to go to the other side. It screws up all the long weekends that I am supposed to be off this calender year. Anyways I stated that I didn't want to go to the other team. My boss replied that it sucks when you are the low man on the totem pole. Pardon Me?!! I have been there seven years. I have put my career before everything else. That includes my husband who wants to have another baby, I didn't want to because I knew it wouldn't be good for my career. So what's the deal here. I give it 100% commitment and that's what I get back. Sometimes I am just a f*ckin idiot. argh!

What a Day

(Warning-People who have not had children proceed with caution as this may affect your desire to have them)
as if...this stuff is all part of having these little loves.
Let's just say that when I awoke this morning, I had no idea of what the day had in store for me. I woke up feeling excited about the day. Today was Madelyn's baptism. I was looking forward to this because I had been asked to be her godparent. Anyone who knows me well knows that I have been waiting forever to be a god parent and a bridesmaid. Fewer and fewer of my girlfriends seem to be getting married, so the bridesmaid thing isn't really panning out. But most of my girlfriends are still reproducing so the dream was easier to keep alive. I had originally suggested to Brian and Denise that they should name her "Rachel" Just cause it's such a beautiful name, and it would gaurentee her "hotness" in life. (As I don't know any ugly Rachels. But for some reason they didn't think that those were reasons enough. That's okay though cause I got asked to be in the coveted "godparent" role. So I am able to strike one of the wishes off my list. Yay! I am so glad it happened before I was 30. IT's funny though none of my girlfriend who knew me when I was single has asked me....hmmm I wonder why hahaha. A life lesson should be noted here....If you want to be the godparent of someones baby, make sure they haven't been with you when you were the baddest teenage girl they knew.

Anyways on with the story. So I figure I have an hour or so before I need to get ready for church. Trying to be responsible I thought I should tidy up the house a little. Now what does everyone woman need when she tify's up? Music that it. If you got that right you get two points! I'm thinking I would love to here some u2 on our a new reciever that we had got less than 12 hours before. So I carefully pull out a disk that I chose carefully. You don't want to get too pumped up so early in the morning. I walk into the living room with my coffee, cd, and squinted eyes. I press the button to open the disk and nothing happens. Thus I put down the coffee and cd and try again. (cause everyone knows if you push it a bunch of times the stereo goes something like this "oh, I thought you were just joking, okay I will open for you now" Still nothing. Then I look a little closer and there are little "jelly fingerprints" on the receiver. I looked a little closer at the tray and that's when I saw it. The edge of a disk stuck shut in the tray. Now My tired eyes are wide awake in horror. To make a long story short Oliver stuck 4 cd roms in the tray and two more inside the machine. (I found those once I opened up the entire thing) I mean come on. We have had dvd players in this house for a long time and he has never ever done that before. And out of all the players in the houe why did he choose the new one....the one that he's never supposed to touch. This is precisely the reason MArty and I don't won nice things, Because in the Schult'z house things get wrecked in less than 12 hours.
I was over the anger and the intitial shock of it by the time we were in mass.

The baptism was beautiful though. I was a little worried when the deacon announced at the beginning that we would be over an hour. But it went rather fast and was a beautiful ceremony. How could it go anyother way with such a beautiful baby?(and Godmother may I add)

Can't sleep

okay it's 3 am and I am not sleeping. It probally has something to dowith the extra large triple triple Tim hortons I drank at 8pm tonight. We've got the new couch in and marty and I have spent the last two night lazying around watching movies. The Thing is way to be big for our living room, but that's okay we can both lie down with the kids and there is still room for more. Note to self, do not say this around Marty because he will assume I mean more children...and be rest assured I am not. No sense in trading it in though we wont be in this tiny living room forever. And personally I would rather get rid of the house before I get rid of the couch.

Here We go again

For past few weeks, Moira has been complaining that her heart is rcing fast again. In the past three weeks she has had at least six episodes. I took her to the Doctor on Monday to discover that she has obviously not grown out of the WpW. So she is back on mediciation, but this time using a higher dose than before. We are scheduled to go to the children's hospital on May 12 to see a speialist and talk about surgery options. At this point I hope she does become a candidate for surgery. At least then it will be all taken care of.

We've set a date

And so with the new year also comes the planning of the annual "Get Away From the Everyday" ladies Retreat. I wouls have to say our first martini themed meeting was successful. We managed to get all of the business down before our third drink. Denise was first to arrive, which is weird cause she's always late. But Tammy and Jen had the only excuse that we could let slide. They we're at the liquor store looking for pear liquor. Speaking of that...do not buy it. It's terrible. ughh! I was so hyped cause I thought it would be awesome...instead...it tastes like water down baby juice with a little pee mixed in. Not that I have tasted pee, but you get the idea. Then we played a few games...which got interupted everytime we had to go mix a new drink. So we would get back to the living room and start a new game. That way you can play alot, and no one knows who wins. Anyways, It looks as though we will be making our way to cypress hills on April 28th. Look out Elkwater the gals our on their way.

same old same old

The living room is almost done. I got to work by myself today which was awesome. I had no one to turn the tv channels on me, nobody else fighting with eachother. Jsut me and my sweet work. IT was great! Marty worked some more on the floor. It looks like it's going to be ready for my martini party (or meeting) on Saturday. We are going to finish setting the time and date for the retreat. Can't wait for that. It will be nice to have some girl time. That's always good for the soul. I still have to find my martini recipe that I want to use. I think I am going to try something with that new pear stuff., but I've got to find a recipe first. Whatever...this blog sucks tonight, so I am just going to go to bed.

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Glorious Renovations

Ah, you got to love it. Nope not me. We just started renovations again. Marty redid our kitchen floor (again). This time it actually looks very nice. I had to be talked into the laminate flooring, but now that it's in, I am glad he talked me into it. On top of that, we repainted the living room, in preparation for the floor that will be going in there later this week. Aside from the mess, It's rather exciting. Unfortunately it seems to be highlighting what else needs to be done. The baseboards should be on by saturday. Hopefully then we can sit back and enjoy the new rooms.

Whoop Yeah!

After being the taxi today for the kids, I managed to spend alot of time playing guitar. God, I love it so much, but sometimes I swear I understand why people smash them. I started playing hard again after hearing Jack Johnson. I thought, boy that is some nice chill out kind of music. I can do that. Well 7 months later, I still can't do it. Don't get me wrong when I play it kind of sounds like jack. You can tell what song I am playing...but that's about it. There isn't very much soul in it. I haven't figured out what I am doing wrong, but maybe after another seven months, someone will say "wow, that's Banana Pancakes, That sounds awesome" Well maybe not, I will settle for Marty saying "you knowI used to cringe when you would play that, but it sounds really good now honey." Needless to say I have moved on from strictly playing him and have branch out. My guitar teacher has me playing sweet emotion by aeromsith. Okay anyone who knows me and my folk roots knows that this is a huge stretch. Aside from my tongue dangling out of my mouth (seems to happen when I concentrate) Marty and I are starting to play that one together and it doesn't sound that bad. Tonight we played Beverly Hills by weezer. Again it doesn't sound bad at all, but the boredom look on Marty's face when we play that one is priceless. I guess the bass line in that one isn't so stimulating. Poor guy I think he feels like he is playing in the dummy class when it comes to playing rock music with me. Who knows, maybe if I keep practising as much as I have been, I should be able to rock out by summer. Whoop Yeah! ummm Yeah right. Anyone want to hear Blowin in the wind?

how do you forget these old friends?

So I am doing so things my boss ask me to do. On this list It says that I need to call my old school to get some information about aprentices. So I am thinking, this will be easy. I have a great relationship with the school even though I have been in contact with them for awhile. This was the school that offered me a job in Red Deer (the one that I regret not taking), but that is water under the bridge now. I make the call and ask for the information. The lady on the phone doesn't know but she gives me(let's call him Jake) Jake's cell number. This guy was a mentor of mine, with a simular background. We both grew up catholic, both went to catholic baording school, both have this crazy love of music and we both have this amazing passion for funeral care and the proffesion. So we talk and catch up a little. He answers my questions. Then there is this akward pause. He is passing through the Hat tonite on his way to another province. And I know we are both wondering in our minds if we should get together for a drink and a chat. I havn't felt akward like that in a long time. Not that I liked him that way, but sometimes those situations can be dangerous. I mean here is this guy who believes so much in what we do. And not only that, but in what I can do. His personal belief in my abilities and his respect for what I bring to the table leaves me dumbfounded sometimes. When I was a student I couldn't help but have one of those sort of crushes. Not like the bad kind, but one of those minor, it's so nice to be around you ones. Please don't get me wrong, I am a married woman and he was my teacher. It's just really nice to have people in your profession support you and your ideas whole heartedly. Anyways that was basically it. I recovered the silence by telling him I had plans tonight and that the next time he comes through we should get together. Most likely I will be busy those nights as well.

The Long Awaited Day Off

Yay, I had the day off today. I awoke early to take the kids to school. After that I piled all of our laundry, (that would be two big hampers, a garbage bag, and two laundry baskets) into the van and headed to the laundry mat. I figured that I could get all of my laundry done in about two hours while reading a book and sipping on Tim Horton's coffee. I was figuring that it was a nice start to the day. I got home around 11. The house was still a mess, but I ignored it while I put the clothes away. Finally after some lunch I tackled the messiest area. The would be my area, the computer in the kitchen. I took the enitre thing apart and wiped off the dusty stuff of the desk and behind the cords. (I swear there was so much you could have made a sweater out of it) I then took the computer apart and blew out the inside. Again a very gross job. Next I took the new cable box and finally hooked it up to the pc. I have to wait for shaw to call me back though and they disabled the box earlier in the year. Fricken bastards. Then I finally attacked the job I dreadest the most. Cleaning out 2005's files out of the filling cabinet. WOW, that took forever. I am now ready to file this years income tax. I've just got to get around to doing it though. So here I sit. In my newly cleaned area, I haven't left my chair in over two hours. It's easy to imagine that the rest of the house looks as nice if I don't turn around.

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boy that went fast

So 2006 is here. I feel as though I somehow missed the back end of 2005. We were so busy at work, we barely had time to eat luch for 4 weeks there. It's nice to see things returning to normal Okay so here I am and it's time to start thinking about some goals for this year. hmm, time to grab a beer, relax and think it through.
1. Move out of this house- That is a great idea! We have been putting off moving for almost two years now. It's time to do some serious shopping and finally get what we deserve.
2.At least ask for the extra week of vacation that I deserve.This may seem like an easy task, but I should also say that I need to resolve to be braver and stronger to finish this one. Not be my usual pussy self who takes it from everyone else at work.
3. Spend way more time with my kids.-I know, most moms say this, but it's so true. I need to try to do more with them instead of turning them into tv critics.

okay that doens't seem to difficult. and it even seems a little bit boring. now for fun and fantasy my other goal for 2006. I want to have the best 29th year ever. I want this skinny no shape body to get supper hard and sweaty this year. And I want to be the hottest mom on the block. (haha) make at least 5 or six old boyfriends wish with all thierheart that they could be the father of my gorgeous children and envy Marty so much that they all try to be like him.

There. That's not asking too much. Cheers...I'll drink to that!

The good, the Bad and the Ugly--A Year in Review

Sitting here this morning I was refelcting back on the year. It's funny because you don't remember alot of what happened unless you really stop to think about it.

January was good becuase we spent new Years in Calgary and New Years Day brunch with Jean and Jordana. Marty was still at school, and I was still waiting with baited breath to see if u2 would be making thier way to calgary.

February I Took some time alone and went shoppng in Calgary by myself. MArty finished school and was approached by various companies to branch out with them.

March Another trip to Terratima. That was fabulous. A great way to start off spring. Marty starts his heating division within and existing plumbing company

April MY annual ladies retreat in Cyress Hills. What a blast! Oh yeah and a trip to Calgary with Tracey to see Motely Crew (which was also awesome). However I got stuck there throughout the night and marty had to come and get me so I could work the next morning.

May Wow, Obviously nothing big happened that month. MArty turned 29.

June Again nothing huge and sunbstantial. I turned 29 that month. MAybe I should just scrap that month all together.

July I started paying a fortune for child care since Moira was out of school. Marty and I took a trip to bow valley. That was awesome. Also the july first weekend was great, I got to see my cousin!

August Jordana comes to visit! Oliver turns 3

September This was the month of our Toronto trip to see U2. OBviously the highlight of the year.

October Probally still realing from the toronto trip, but nothing else to report.

November Marty musical theatre starts it's run. Friends from Calgary come down and we have a blast.

December Nothing to new to report here..except that I was busier and work than I ever had been. It's too fresh in my mind to grab any real importance out of.

So that's it. The Year in a nut shell. Looking back I realize that I didn't accomplish much, but I was sure entertained. I think everyone should have a year like that.