Bread Crumbs In The Butter

My life is so glamorous

It looks like a bomb went off in my house.  The kind of bomb that starts in one room and then leaks crap slowly throughout the rest of the house. I'm not even sure if I care.  Last night, while drinking beer, I got all of Meghan and Alex's clothes folded and now I have to get off my arse and put it away. Alex's trucks are all over the kitchen floor and the kitchen garbage smells nasty.  Everywhere I look there are little bits of paper and crap and trash, on the floor. It makes me irate!

This morning John is angry with me because I forgot to call the insurance company to replace the van with the new truck. Out of a hundred things I had to do yesterday while he was away, that is the one thing I forgot. You'd think I'd forgotten to something really important like cook food, or take care of four kids, or do the piles and piles of work he left for (and most of it was so messed up that it took me twice as long to do and I am still not done.)

We haven't seen each other much lately and it's wearing on us. He's been traveling alot. When he's home I find myself running out of the house for a break. To run or go to soccer.  He has hockey. We need a sitter, so after I call the insurance company, that is priority one. Place an ad.  Wait. After I load the dishwasher, put away the clothes, take a shower, do customer emails and find out what smells in the garbage.

Roll Up The Rim watch: 1 muffin, 1 coffee

Get ready Canada!

No, it's not the Olympics, but it may as well be!

Roll Up The Rim is back!

John's uncle brought me an XL Double Double at 7am this morning and I shot out of bed yelling "WOOHOO! Roll up the rim is back!"

I am so a Tim's commercial.

It wasn't just my stomach rumbling?

It seems soccer is becoming my life and the kids aren't even playing yet. I have conditioning for outdoor twice a week now and an indoor league game one night. Friday, after our team kicked ass and beat a team we've never won against, I stayed for some much deserved beers and came home. As I got in the garage, I felt something and stopped my truck earlier than I do and got out. I thought a helicopter was directly above, which happens quite a bit since we live near a Hydro One power line.  So I parked, walked into the house and for a second I was mad at myself cause my equilibrium seemed off again and that mean my ear infection was coming back.

In the kitchen, I found Erin cowering with John and she yelled out "Did you feel that earthquake?" and I said "Ohhhhhhhh... That's what that was!"  I thought it was small enough and probably only felt by little old Almonte. Hey! No. My Mom in Ottawa felt it and so did my aunt in Orleans. 

Pretty cool, huh?

Also, do you remember our smart financial decision?  We found out this week, one week before the lease is up, that there is a pretty significant flaw with the stupid red van (a 2002 Montana) and that fixing it would cost a boatload of money at some point.  "Fuck that" we said! So we told GM they could have it back and they drooled over it cause it has less than 65,000kms on it.  Then we drove to Pembroke and a nice man sold us a really nice Ford Expedition. I hope the Ford and my Suburban can be friends?  John has had a hard-on for a Ford since before we bought my truck, so I hope this makes him happy.    He worked a really awesome deal on it and he's glowing.   Shopping makes me horny. Getting good deals on vehicles does the same for him.  I think mine costs us alot less though.

For the Grey's Anatomy Fans

A big thank you to my dear friend Lianne for IMing me with this little link I had no idea existed!

Grey Matter

I was one of those rabid fans trying to make heads or tails of the last two minutes of Sunday's show. I yelled out "No! Meredith, don't do it!" right along with the rest of the World.  The writer of that show gives, in my opinon, an amazing explanation of why she let Meredith do what she did. You know why I like this show so much?  Because it doesn't always give you what you want and in TV, that is so risky. McDreamy stuck with his wife and I loved that.  Addison is likeable and I feel just as badly for her as I do Meredith and I loved that equally.  The bossy but cute high profile bomb squad officer who appeared to be a possible love interest exploded.  I could go on and on and include the fact that John is just as glued to it as I am.  And not just to hear me say, over and over again, how I'd totally do Katherine Heigl.

But holy cow. There are some pissed off fans out there, eh?   I have to hand it to the writers, I just don't think I could handle the critcism being thrown their way. Of course, if they were the cowering kind who couldn't defend the show they were writing, I probably wouldn't be watching it in the first place.

What will I whine about now?

I can't believe I forgot to mention that the satellite internet system was installed on Tuesday?  Did I do that?  So far, it hasn't affected me much because we installed it on the main business computer downstairs.  Today, the network specialist is going to come and hook us all up. Wireless baby. We are such high speed deprived losers that for two days we've been saying "X more sleeps until we're hooked up."  Just like the days before we went to Disneyworld.

So far, satellite seems pretty nifty.  It's not as fast as the cable we enjoyed living in Stittsville, but it's much faster than dial-up. Walking to the intended receiver and speaking the email is much faster than dial-up!

Tonight, I'm gonna get a Flickr account, watch the trailer for The Davinci Code, redisign my business site, listen to a radio station from Tampa Bay, surf the web looking at porn ... you name it, I can do it!

So now, what will I spend my time whining about?  With high speed internet, a PVR and all kinds of land for my kids to run around, living in the middle of nowhere is ... perfect.

I don't like this. I need to find something else to whine about. Now.

...and the heavens opened up!

The hormone hostage has been released. Oh happy day for everyone, but most especially for my poor husband and children (and the girl at the Timmy's drive thru, and the cashier at the store and basically anyone who felt my wrath). 

42 days is the longest cycle I've had since weaning Alex over a year ago. Even though it's been two and a half years since we (well, I didn't do anything) took permmanent measures to stop my worrying, I still get that paralyzing feeling that one might slip through. I picture evil smiling little swimmers with hard hats and saudering guns planning the world's worst practical joke on me.

Alot of my friends have babies. Cute babies. Babies I like to hold and talk to. After they go back to my friends, I like to chase around my big kids, take NyQuil and not wear a bra to bed.

If I could just get my hormones under control it would be bliss (for all!).

Things that are pissing me off on Monday

• Paying $50 a month for a service that is supposed to make my life easier when really all it does is make it much harder.  Even for dial-up it's disgustingly slow and I've done half the work I usually do by this time on a Monday.
• Speaking of Monday;  Professionally and personally this is the busiest day of the week for us and John has left me holding the ball on my own. Again.
• I am on day 40 of my cycle and I know my period is coming, but it hasn't started yet. PMS makes me one bitchy Mom.
• Kristyn and Erin are behind me emptying the dishwasher and fighting about it.
• The woman at the gym who named herself treadmill police and makes sure no one dares go over their 30 minute timeslot. I went 45 minutes and told her to move on when she gave me the eye. There was NO ONE ELSE there besides ME.
• They are no longer fighting but now they are speaking in British accents, but they sound more like rednecks.

On the bright side, unless we get another snow and ice storm in the next 24 hours (which we shouldn't do you hear me!?), by this time tomorrow I should have high(er) speed!

If I think of anything else that pisses me off, you'll be the first to know.

I know someone famous!

Hey Survivor fans!

Read the Survivor Blog for last night's episode.  Scout mentions someone named Aniko. Hey Ottawa Moms, that's OUR ANIKO!

Cool, eh?

You know what the weather can kiss...

There will be no high speed satelite internet on the farm today. Tuesday, but not today. Seems the installer is too wimpy to climb up on our roof in an ice and wind storm. Crap.

I did not interview the new sitter last night. Her Mom fell on the ice and broke her foot in two places. She had surgery last night. Double crap.

And jeez. Someone put a coat on my weather pixie. She's gonna freeze her little Canadian tatas off!

Tulip Love

Less than 24 hours until the man arrives with our satelite internet dish and hook up!

The wireless network won't be up until Monday or Tuesday, so my laptop won't be ready to go until then. I wanted to take down the Valentine's Day banner before then and was perusing some of my former Typepad designs and found this one from Angela that I loved If I leave it up long enough will Spring come early?

I'm interviewing a new babysitter this evening. We already know her (her brother works for us), but I so want this to go well so that I can get a break.  John and I need a date. With Erin's upcoming competitions we will need help.  If all goes well, she will be watching the kids while I go to soccer conditioning (for outdoor) tonight and maybe tomorrow night while John and I dine with real utensils and go see a movie.

And with that ... bye bye dial-up!