Saturday Stories #5

If you are reading this and you know me personally, please know that it is not my intention to hurt, harm, or disrespect anyone.  These are events the way that I remember them, the way I lived them, how I felt about them. This is only about me.  Nobody else. This is my story.

I think I can.  I know I can.  I will.

So the other day the Little Man and I are driving somewhere talking about what is different from when I was in school to now and I mentioned that we had a smoking area.  It seems weird to me now and it certainly seemed weird to him - it is a totally foreign concept to him that there would be an area designated for smoking ON school property.  I love that.

The smoking area was always the part of the school where the bad asses hung out.  The guys with the long hair and the jean jackets or mack jackets (we call them Salmo dinner jackets around these parts).  My husband!  In grade eight my locker was in the last little stretch of hallway before the smoking area door and I can remember him sauntering out there with his hat barely on his head, kind of floating.  He was in grade 10 and did not even know I existed.

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Salmo Dinner Jacket

My cousin Debbie and I went to the same high school in grade eight.  We did NOT get along.  The basis of our not getting along that year was a guy.  He liked me, she liked him.  I did not particularly care for either of them - it was pretty stupid.  So after a lot of bickering and dirty looks in the hallway, she calls me out to the smoking area for a fight! I was not planning to attend.  First of all, if you know me as I am now I am sure you cannot imagine me fighting, and honestly not that much has changed.  I was terrified!  Not only of fighting her but also of my Dad's reaction - she is his sister's daughter after all.  So my plan was to avoid, avoid, avoid (again, if you know me now this is not going to be a surprise to you).

And then came Scary Kerry.  She was in grade nine. She was old, bigger, and most definitely scarier than me. She found me and told me that I would be dealing with her or Debbie.  I was terrified.  For real.  I see her walking down the street now - 24 years later - and I still think (and sometimes say) there is Scary Kerry.  It occurs to me now that I don't know why she wanted us to fight so badly that she was willing to fight me (or beat me up) to get me to fight.  Anyway, I made the only choice I felt I could and out to the smoking area I went.  Tail between my legs, hoping for the best expecting the absolute worst.  I do not remember much about the fight - I am sure it was ridiculous.

Of course like all school yard fights it was broken up and we were haled into the office.  We got detention - I think we had to wash desk or some such thing.  My Dad?  He said she had it coming.

Fill in the Blank Friday

1. When I was a kid I wanted to be a truck drive or own a store (and look at that, I do!) when I grew up.

2. As an adult, my dream job would be work at home super successful craft/sewing/quilt pattern designer and blogger (love the blogging)!

3. When I was younger I wanted to be just like nobody! I probably want to be like other people now that I am an adult that I ever did as a child.  It might be because I value so much about the people in my life and hope that I can learn from them to improve myself.

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This is NOT me - our costumes were not
even close the this good!  Hahaha

4. The childhood Halloween costume that I remember most was when I was in grade nine (my last trick or treating year) my friend Michelle and I dressed up as California Raisins. We wore black garbage backs filled with newspapers and stapled them all over the place for the puckers on the raisin.  The paper leaked out and everyone thought we were dressed as garbage. To this day it puts a giggle in my belly.

5. My favorite childhood toy was my plastic animals.  I loved them like they were real pets. They all had names and ages and background stories.  My Mum gave them to me a few years ago and I hide them from my kids - I know it is dumb but I also know that they would not love them like I did and I did not want them to end up as chew toys for one of the dogs!

6. The time I got into the biggest amount of trouble when I was a kid was when I (I was just talking to about this with a childhood friend like an hour ago!) was in grade seven a bunch of my friends and I use to make prank calls all the time (pre-call display and *69, yes I am that old!).  We would call this one number A LOT and leave all these ridiculous messages about being prostitutes and looking for a good time and such (where we came up with the material I will never know!).  We left so many messages that they finally called the police!  Who kindly had our parents deal with us.  So, I come home from school for lunch one day and my Dad says "I got this new tape, you've got to hear."  He presses play and there it is.  I was grounded for a month.

7. I get daily inspiration from my children, CH (see earlier post), my other family members, my friends, the customers in my shop, Pinterest, people on the street, nature. Inspiration can be found anywhere if you are open to it!

:o) Tina

So Much for Knights in Shining Armor.

So you all know I love my husband, right?  He is sweet and kind and has a dorky sense of humour that you cannot help but laugh at.  The thing is though that he is not good with pressure and therefore not always the best person to go to for help if you need the help right then.

So this morning I dropped him off at "work" (he sometimes drives cars for a rental company that GP use to own) and went to Tim Horton's for tea (yummy) and happened to notice that the car was pretty much out of gas.  (My fault, I used it all yesterday and never asked him to fill it up - which he would have done.)  So I go to the gas station near the Tim Horton's, go in and pay for the gas, come out and I cannot get the freakin' gas cap off!  So I call CH, I am by this time very close to tears as I HATE not being able to take care of myself - and he yells at me!

The tears break free and start coming out of my eyes horizontally, like I am some kind of crazy crying cartoon lady with my silly red car and my giant orange scarf.  I pretty am sure I was a sight to be seen.  So my stupid iPhone (which I actually love) drops the call and I am trying to get this freakin' gas cap off and feeling stressed and crying like a giant 38 year old baby and he calls back and is not helpful at all and tells me basically that it is too bad I will have to figure it out because he is in Fruitvale already and he has to be in Fernie by 11:30 and blah blah blah.

I am hurt and very unimpressed.  Even though I am a strong (mentally not so much physically) capable woman I am not above sometimes needing my husband's help.  Today was one of those times and he did not come through for me.

Sometimes a girl just needs a knight in shining armor - I think I will call my Dad.

:0/  Tina

P.S.  I risked it and drove home with next to no gas.  I think I can make it to work but that might be it.  I really am going to call my Dad!

Rossland Quilt Show

On Saturday and Sunday, I spent the day as a vendor at the Rossland quilt show.  I really love those ladies and am thinking about giving up one of my two available week day nights to go and sew with them...

These are some of the photos I took.  To see more have a look at the slide show on the side bar.

What a weekend!  A quilt show, a new baby in my family, a hockey game.  So many great things all in a couple of days.  I love those kind of weekends!  

:o) Tina

Chinese Food

So the other night, Saturday before the disastrous hockey game, I took the shorties out for Chinese.  My fortune cookie read "Determination will get you through this."  I have been thinking about it and have decided it could mean a number of things - perhaps all of them, perhaps none.

First, it could mean that I would need determination to make it through dinner.  They were good so I didn't really need it.  They did not eat enough, they never do, but other than that they were good.

Second, it could mean that I should be more determined hold on to the shop and continue to fight through this recession (depression) into a better financial climate.  I like to think it might mean that.

Third, it could mean that I my determination will change focus to and I will begin to look for  job and become determined to find one...

Maybe it is just an overall message about the current state of my life.  Maybe it means nothing at all.  I don't know.  What do you think?

:o)  Tina

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A New Pattern...

You can purchase this pattern on ETSY.

I don't talk about my creative side here very often.  I don't have a reason for that, I just don't. Maybe because my blog has become my place to vent or cheer or rant or even just to think things through.

Once in a while I have some ideas that I hope are good enough to share.  I love snow is one of them.  Hope you like it!

I really do love the snow.  When we have a sales rep visiting PITA always has to contain me when it comes to purchasing snowflake fabrics.  I love snowflakes.

I recently made a batch of paper snowflakes using those paper doilies old ladies put under cookies.  When they are hung up (at home or in the shop) I will post a picture for you, so you can see what I mean.  They turned out really nice.

So on the family front, PITA has made her escape from the hospital, without the baby.  He is going to be there for another little while due to some minor complications - nothing serious, don't worry.  I was surprised that she came home without him.  I am not sure what I would have done with a three year old waiting at home for me - I think I would have stayed at the hospital and tried to get out on a day pass.  I cannot imagine not spending the night with my baby.  Having said that, when the Little Man was three and Penelope was born, we were use to spending the night away from each other because he often slept over at my parents and he went to Christina Lake every second weekend or so with Dave. He was very independent and I am not sure if Big Brother PITA has the same independence as the Little Man did.  Whatever the case may be, everyone will be home in a few days and this will become a memory that has nothing to do with everyday.  I am so excited for Little Brother PITA to be home so I can hug him and kiss him and smell him and look at all his little fingers and toes.... sigh... I love babies and when they are members of my family it is so much the better!

:o) Tina

P.S. I am also excited for everything to get back to the new normal cause I really miss PITA.  She has been tired and nauseous non-stop for like nine months and I miss having her around as her self.  If you are reading this - thank you again PITA for the baby!  I love you!  :o)

My Friend?

I think not.  Anyway you slice it, now I know why I was feeling so icky (and by that I mean bitchy, crazy, insecure, tired, and fat) the last few days.  Aunt Flow will be visiting for the next few days.  Look out world, it is going to be rough couple of days!

:o)  Tina

I Don't Know If You Noticed But...

lately I have not really been feeling like myself.  I have been sad and tired and easy to anger.  Tonight is a perfect example - although I went to bed early last night (11:30 up at 7:45 - which is a lot of sleep for me) I am pooped.

I flipped out before the Smokies game because Mr. PITA did not want to sit in our regular seats.  Now don't get me wrong this is something that would normally bother me, but I totally overreacted.  Perhaps I should explain - to you not to him.

I sometimes think that I might be a little OCD.  There is just some stuff that I have a really hard time with.  Changing something that is good in my mind is pretty much top of the list.  I need to have my mug for my tea and if anyone ever used it I would feel like the top of my head was going to pop off.  I like to sit in the same seat at the hockey game - I start to get antsy about it around 6:30 (the game starts at 7:30), worrying if anyone is sitting in it.  I cannot sleep if I am not on my side of the bed.  Things like that, just can't handle it. There used to be a long list but I have worked on it, it has gotten better.  Apparently, it is still not good.

That is not all of it though.  Mr. PITA's parents are in town for the birth of the baby and I am really feeling like second fiddle.  Perhaps I have over estimated my worth...  I think that thought is what is what put me over the edge with the hockey game.  Mr. PITA would rather sit at the other side of the arena with his parents than sit with us - all together, as a family. The whole reason that I like going to the game is to spend time with my family.  This particular game - with the parents in from Calgary - I was looking forward to all week.  I realize that it is my problem and I need to get over it - just makes me sad to realize how unimportant we are OR how thoughtless Mr. PITA is about how his actions make us feel.  I say us meaning me and CH but really it is just me.  CH doesn't care, he thinks that it is my habit to feel more important to a person than I actually am only to be crushed when the truth slaps me in the face.

One more thing.  PITA senior - man alive.  It is deep (the bullshit I mean).  He is really insecure with PITA's in-laws and seems to be on a mission to make himself look good.  The things is, all of the crap that comes out of his mouth is so transparent he needs to just relax and let them see him.  HE is a great.  This insecure freak he is being, not so much.

Wow.  I am crrrraaaabbbbyyyy. Sorry.

:o)  Tina

UPDATE:  Jen provided me with the perfect analogy after reading this post.  I feel like a dog who was put outside because company came. Although, today I am kind of over it and maybe we should have just changed seat for that game...

HE IS HERE!!!

I honestly could not be happier - or have had a better day than I did today.  Please welcome, my beautiful sweet nephew Hayden to the world.

A big congratulations to his wonderful mother.  Thank you so much for delivering another beautiful healthy baby into this family. He is so, so pretty.  I love him so much that it hurts me - and he is only a half a day old.

I look forward to everyday with him, just as I did (and do) with his brother.  It is so exciting to have a new life in your family - a new little person to watch grow.  Another high school graduation to attend, more birthdays to celebrate, another happy child running around Grandpa's yard at our family barbecues.

Welcome sweet, sweet baby.  Auntie loves you so much!

Fill in the Blank Friday

Today is baby day.  That is all that matters in my little world right now and for the next few days.  I am an Auntie again!  Woot!! Woot!!

1. Nothing says fall like the golden, orange, and red trees that line the mountains surrounding my home. Tomorrow (when it is light out) I will try to remember to take a picture to add to my post.

2. My favorite autumnal tradition is going to my parents for homemade corn dogs (we call them puppy on a stick) at my parents before we go Trick or Treating.  Before I had kids Thanksgiving was my favorite holiday of the year but now I like the "kid" holidays the best.

3. My favorite fall treat is plain old pumpkin pie with a big blob of whipped cream (has to be real).

4. Fall makes me think of my Grandma because when I was a kid her house was heated with wood and we used to spend every fall getting it for her. My parents and my brother and I, together with her and my three cousins would spend every weekend in September and October getting wood, chopping wood, staking wood.  We would always end the day with a big meal cooked by my Grandma (who was an amazing cook).  I don't know that it was fun, but even as a child I really loved to be with my family.

5. Autumn free form word association, go! golden leaves, morning dew, back to school, fog, gentle rain, turkey, pumpkin pie, pumpkin carving, warm clothes, say goodbye to summer footwear.

6. My go-to outfit in the fall is ... I wish I were a "go to outfit" kind of girl but I am not.  I suppose in part because I am not comfortable with my physical self and in part because all of the clothing budget in this house goes toward kid clothes - which is fine by me!

7. My favorite fall holiday is (Halloween or Thanksgiving) I love Thanksgiving.  Before I had kids I used to make such a huge deal of it.  I would organize a Thanksgiving party at my Granty's every year where all of my Aunts and lots of my cousins would get together.  Gran cooked the turkey and everyone else brought their specialty. I was fabulous and took the pressure off of everyone trying to get together at Christmas.  Thanksgiving now is a little more sedate and is usually just my local family.

This post needs a little clarification.  In #4, I am talking about my Grandma.  My Dad's Mum, who lived in Christina Lake - about 45 minutes from us.  In #7, I refer to my Granty - she was my maternal grandmother - who lived in Burnaby.  I was very close to both of them and spent a lot of time with both - as a child and as an adult.  My Grandma passed away in September 9, 1995, and my Granty on February 13, 2002. These women could not possibly be any different from each other but were both immeasurably important to me.

From my Grandma I learned to cook (and I am damn good at it - toot toot) and about the importance of family history and taking care of your own.  I learned how to grow a garden.  Her house always had people in it and she would never turn anyone away.  She like to pretend that she was  hard-ass but was a total pussy cat. She was a "retired" interesting person.  When my dad was little she joined the circus!  She was 69 when she died.

My Granty was strong and intelligent and never seemed her age.  She was the kind of woman who did not take no for an answer, who encouraged and neutered your good qualities and dismissed your bad.  She was an amazing hostess but not so much of an amazing cook - she had a few really great go to items.  She was one of the strongest people I have ever known.  She was 88 when she died.

Love Times Three? Really?

Love Times Three: Our True Story of a Polygamous Marriage by Joe Darger

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

I am really interested in polygamy so could not wait to read this book and bought the Kindle version for my iPhone.

Polygamy is interesting to me in part because it is different and I do not understand it and also because I am fascinated by religion and its ability to guide a person to make unorthodox choices having said that, I felt that it was lacking. It told the story of how they all got together and yadda yadda, but I wanted to know how they really felt. I wanted to feel what they felt -happy, sad, JEALOUS, whatever - and I did not get anything from it. When I had finished reading it I felt more like I had read the outline for a book rather than the actual book...

If you are nosey like me I don't know if I would recommend this book as the need to want to know more may drive you to spend many hours on YouTube searching for more information (like me!).

:o) Tina

Baby Day

Stay tuned.  Friday is baby day!!!!

Will Penelope and I be buying girl clothes or boy clothes?  I might be too excited to sleep tomorrow night!!!

Nothing beats a fresh baby... well maybe a kiss from a sweet six year old or a giggle from a warm hearted nine year old... so almost nothing.  I am so very very excited!

Inspiration

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I am going to have to get PITA to make one of these for me. Seems messy, I am afraid of messy crafts...

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Love. I am totally going to make one of these. And one of these...

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I should spend less time blogging, working, and cleaning my house and more time stitching!

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I need to put this everywhere so that I do not forget about it cause I really really want to do it!

It is 12:29 am (I am going to schedule this post for sometime on Sunday) on Saturday night (morning?) and I am going to put the lap top away and get creative for the next hour or so before I head off to bed.

:o) Tina

The Little Man

I don't think I talk about the Little Man enough to you.  At least not enough for you to get a good idea about how serious yet funny he can be.  This evening he said something really cute that I thought was worth sharing.

We are on our way home from running some errands and I thanked him for coming with me.  He said that was what kids are for, to keep their parents company.  I asked him if he wanted to have a family of his own one day and he said "yeah, but I don't want to think about how I am going to get one."  Hahahahaha.  A couple of months ago when PITA was first pregnant, I answered his questions. So now he knows.  I told him there were two ways - the old fashioned way and by invetro-fertilization.  We have four invetro-fertilization babies in our family so it was worth telling. Anyway, tonight I told CH about it and the Little Man says - I think I will have them the bowl way!  He is so cute.  I love it when he comes up with this stuff.

So on that note, I leave you for another day.

:o)  Tina

PS  PITA's baby will be here next Friday.  That is five days from tomorrow!!!!!!! Doesn't she look fabulous?

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Fill in the Blank Friday

I apologize for being the absentee blogger. I am just finishing up two of the poopiest weeks ever. Serious. Hopefully I am looking into brighter skies over the next few if not, I might be blogging from our local mental facility.  I won't bore you with the details but let me say this - ENOUGH ALREADY! It has been one thing after another. I need some some paved road, it is time to get off this rocky road super highway! GOD if you are listening, my name is TINA not JOB, throw me a bone here already. Please.

1. The most selfless thing I've ever done was made the decision to give up my dream for my family. I am not sure that I am going to close the shop, but I have sent in my resume to somewhere I would really like to get a job - but only for the money and the enjoyment that it could bring to my kids (i.e. we could finally buy a camper. I really really want a camper).

2. When it comes to working out I would prefer to just avoid avoid avoid! I like to walk and love to swim but working out makes me feel inadequate.

3. A woman should always be strong and independent but still remain soft and sweet - after all, any way you slice it, we are the Mummy, a Mummy should be soft and sweet - nothing beats giving a little sugar to the shorties - except maybe getting some!

4. I wish I could magically find a huge customer base to populate my shop so that it was always busy and that all of the ideas I had could be bought up and then I'd be able to afford to buy more fabric and have even more great ideas and put together even more projects and patterns for my abundance of customers!

5. A best friend is someone who knows all your crap and will call you out on it, but loves you nonetheless. Someone who is always there for you even if you can't be there for them during your struggle.  Someone who vents with you but never passes judgement.  A best friend is someone who makes you laugh until you cannot breath - just by not laughing at your jokes! (Hahahah PITA)

6. I can't get enough of my shorties. They rule my world. I adore each and every molecule of them (even the gross ones).

7. This weekend I am going out for with a new friend and taking it easy the rest of the weekend. I am looking forward to sewing (for PITA's baby who will be born on Friday October 21st!!!!!!) and sleeping in.

A little blogging always makes me feel better. I know in all reality none of the things that have gone on in my life the last two weeks have any relevance to my actual life and that they are only things that are happening today. I am healthy and most of the time happy. I am just having a patch of bad luck (perhaps mostly self made) This too shall pass!

Have a fabulous weekend! :o)

Tina

Hmmm...

Letting go doesn't mean giving up... it means moving on. - Unknown


Or does it?


:o)  Tina

Fill in the Blank Friday

Thank Goodness it is Friday. This week has been the absolute pits.

Last Friday we went to Vancouver and spent the weekend at my cousin's.  I really love being there.  She lives in a wealthy neighborhood and drives a nice car and has well behaved children - the opposite of my own life (except for maybe the kids) and so it always feels like a vacation.

On Saturday we attended a "Month's Mind" for my cousin Jason who passed away on August 30th. Although it was a "celebration" to mark a great loss and sadness in our family, it was a wonderful day.  I felt loved and so very grateful for my amazing extended family.  We stayed until about 10:30 by which time Penelope had fallen asleep on the kitchen sofa and was feeling very feverish.

Jason with my Aunt and Uncle a few weeks before he left.  His shirt says "Oh cancer, up yours!".

On Sunday I woke up to CH (who has dubbed himself Current Husband rather than Charming Husband or Captain Happy, which, depending on the day, is what it stands for! Hahahahah) was alternating pacing the room and running to the bathroom to be sick.  Penelope was not feeling very much better, but at least she was not throwing up.  We left West Vancouver at about noon with two sickos in the back seat and The Little Man and me in the front.  We made it home is less time that it took up to get there.

On Monday, I was just rolling out of bed and shaking the cob webs and Jen called from the shop to let me know that we had been robbed! The float and the cash sales from the days I was gone - all gone except for the quarters, dimes, nickels and the pennies.  I rushed down to the shop un-showered (which I do not like to do) in grubbies and spent the morning brainstorming with Jen and the police.  There was no forced entry, the cash was just gone so I am sure it will remain a frustrating mystery.

On Tuesday, the landlord for the building the shop is in came in and told me that I was behind in the rent to the tune of $966.  I know that is not accurate but I really felt like he was kicking me while I was down!

On Wednesday, the shorties and I were sitting reading and what not on the sofa and heard a load crash.  The Little Man went upstairs to see what it was and discovered that our sweet Violet had knocked over his fish bowl.  Before I was even out of the living room the water was coming through the ceiling.  Dominic room was all smelly and covered in fish rocks!

On Thursday, when we were getting ready for school my sweet always cautious Little Man had an itchy head and took it upon himself to do a lice check - and low and behold there they were!  Anyone who i reading this and freaking out clearly does not have a school aged child in our school district!  They are a freakin' epidemic here.  I just added Tea Tree Oil to all of the shampoo in the house as it apparently repels them.  It is our third time getting them - that is right, I said our.  CH does not seem to attract them, but they like me as much as they like the kids.  The thing is that they supposedly prefer clean hair and he is the only one who washes his hair everyday so who they heck knows.  ***If you have children, I suggest you educate yourself and be prepared.  I would way prefer my kids get lice than my dog get fleas - lice are way way easier, to get rid of.

So now today is Friday.  So far so good.  I have been waiting for a disaster all day... I am a big believe in  The Secret so, if I keep up with this train of thought I might just end up with what I am indirectly wishing for!

the little things we do

1. Something popular that I can't stand/just don't "get" is the materialist trends I see everywhere.  I hate that everything has become so disposable.  I have made it a point to teach my kids that what you have matters a lot less than what you have but I don't think that it the trend.

2. Something unpopular that I secretly love is having a nice tan.  I know is not good for me but it makes me feel younger and prettier. (Not that that will matter very much when I have melenoma!)

3. When I've had a bad day I want to be hugged and snuggled by my husband and my kids.

4. I'd prefer a bag of chips to an apple any time. I have tried to change that trend in the past but it never seems to "take" permanently.

5. Something that makes me nervous is school.  I don't like shipping my kids off to school everyday, I feel like I am offering them up to the wolves.

6. Something worth fighting for is family.  Always at the top of my list.  I will fight their battles, for their lives, do whatever it takes to make sure they are happy and healthy.


7. When people think of me, I hope they think she is gentle, kind, a good moderator, and has a fabulous sense of humour. She's a good friend, good wife and amazing mother!  I might also like them to think something postive about my creativity and my sewing skills.


:o)  Tina

10 Things That I am Thankful For

#1.  My healthy, happy, well adjusted, intelligent, beautiful children.

#2.  A warm dry safe place to come home to when so many others in the world cannot say the same.

#3.  My sewing machine as it helps me with the creative process.  It is easy to work when you have good tools.

#4.  My lap top, even though it is a huge time waster as I am a total internet junkie and don't want to change that.

#5.  Tetley Tea.

#6.  My dogs and cats.  I love their love.

#7.  My ability to live in my bubble.  I can be happy and carry-on even when the going gets tough.

#8.  April Fresh Downy.  Serious.  It smells so freakin' good!

#9.  Broadway Fast French Illusions Nails, Style #00383.  I do not care if they make my nails thin and squishy, I have not gone without them in years and don't plan to.

#10.  TV.  I love watching TV.  I have it on when I am sewing  - or blogging.  I would not want to think about living without it - it would be so quiet once the kids were in bed...  Right now I like to watch Parenthood, Hoarders, The Dog Whisperer, and Sister Wives (love the wives!).

Fill in the Blank Friday

This morning we are heading to beautiful Vancouver, British Columbia for a one month memorial for the for my cousin who passed away from cancer.  I am looking forward to the trip, even though it is not for the most cheerful of reasons as I think a celebration of Jason is in order!

Here are the blanks, I will fill them in on the road and post them when I get there - or when I get home on Sunday.

the little things we do

1. My current obsession is  my family.  Not just my family that lives in my house but my exteneded family.  I think in part because one of my cousins died of cancer on August 30th and it is always an eye opener when there is a tragedy in your family. 

2.My children make me happy.

3. My greatest strength is my ability to live in a happy bubble

4. My ability to live in a happy bubble is also is my greatest weakness.

5. My life is amazingly wonderful and I am so, so greatful for everything that I have, everyday.

6. In high school I was popular (at least during the second half). I was voted best party person in Grade 12.  My parents were not thrilled but I was pretty happy about it!

7. When I'm super tired I act like a loonatic.  I ramble on and giggle and then crash hard and fast.

Have a fabulous weekend.

:o)  Tina