tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38841144001616738712024-03-05T19:00:10.276-08:00My life my worldMyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.comBlogger78125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-72394391640417095272010-08-31T19:07:00.000-07:002010-08-31T19:39:41.783-07:00Come back Summer, Come back!6 more days left...6, that's it and then summer will be gone, or summer vacation anyway. I'm so sad....I know I know many of you work through the summer and I should count my blessings...<br /><div></div><br /><div>and I have...</div><div></div><br /><div>and I want more! </div><div></div><br /><div>Greedy aren't I.</div><div></div><br /><div>It's been a good summer, after last summer doing reno's the entire time we decided not to do ANY renos this year, and we haven't. Rather it's been more fun than anything. I have soooo enjoyed the kids this year, just hanging out with them, all summer long. Of course I have still been working my other job with the agency, but mostly that's from home so it's a different feel than getting up at 6am to head on a bus with kids in tow....</div><div></div><br /><div>Summer has gone fast....lets see...</div><div></div><br /><div>We got a yearly membership to the zoo, so we've been to the zoo a number of times. And also a yearly membership to 5 parks in the Halton area, so we've spent quite a bit of time at the beach.</div><br /><div></div><div>We've been camping at LongPoint in the sand dunes with my sister, her bf and my sweet little neice, and while that trip was wracked with issues...tornado the first night, major clean up the next morning, the van side window falling out..yes falling out!, rain the last few days...it was a really good trip. Believe it or not. We had great wonderful hot weather for most of the week, and very little bugs. Camping in the sand is not easy, but the beach, oh my, I just love Long Points beach! </div><br /><div></div><div>We did another camping trip at Sibbald, it was aweful! It rained the entire time, the ENTIRE 4 days we were there, day and night. We ended up leaving a day early, which I have NEVER done! But seriously, rain, non stop in tents...so not fun. </div><div></div><br /><div>I have to say I wasn't too happy with the beach either. Wasn't very big, very rocky and the water it was so rocky and not so nice. The few hours (yes hours not days) that it didn't rain and we did spend at the beach, well, just not like Long Point. Most likely, we wont' be going back. </div><br /><div></div><div>We've done trips to the parks around here, walks, backyard campfires and bbq's, watched movies, played games, and just hung out!</div><div></div><br /><div>Taylor and I have been working very hard on her reading and I'm happy to say she's reading into a Grade 2 level now!! She was really behind in December in her Grade 1 year (at a Kindergarden level), and so I started working with her at home. Now she's jumped almost 2 levels in just 8 months. We've been working with sight words and the hooked on phonics...I do really like the hooked on Phonics program...</div><div></div><br /><div>Bailey turned 13, and we celebrated it in the rain at the beach. We didn't expect it to rain, it wasn't suppose to rain...but it rained. Such is life. By 1:30 pm it was pouring, (just 2 hours into it) all the guests including my entire family was soaked right to the bone and we couldn't pack up fast enough. They were all troopers though....helping me pack up....beach birthdays are not as easy as backyard parties...</div><br /><div></div><div>Last weekend we spent the day at Niagara falls. We took the kids on the Journey behind the falls, and the Maid of the Mist (been years since we did that), and as a finale, some golf at the dinasaur mini putt. Oh and of course the walk along the falls...during the day AND at night. The traffic however, both there and back was HORRENDOUS! (hmmm, I know I spelt that wrong) 3 hours...each way...for an 1 1/2 hour trip. </div><div></div><br /><div>Ian and I also celebrated our 10th anniversary this year. 10 years, married a decade. Many didn't think we'd make it, and if we were any other couple with our circumstances we might not have. But we have gone through it, a decade of ups and downs, sickness and death, joys and laughter, highs and lows. All marriages have them, just not usually in the short time span we have. And you know what....we did it, and have many great memories of the years gone by. I look forward to what the next 10 years hold with my husband....a great man, who puts up with me and all my quirks, bitchy days and mood swings. We make a great team....and I'm a lucky person.</div><div></div><br /><div>I didn't take many pictures this summer, to be honest I just haven't really felt like it. Like carrying around the camera...and well most days I look like crap in my potatoe sack dresses that I LOVE for summer wearing...hair done up, etc. The kids in their summer clothes, hair tied back, half of it all messed up from swimming, playing and the heat....</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6WHPBRyrMiVpSOUURSpqKrt_SnYLqnsnxb5yC_UC4H3YsqTNE6sa3DTrNkqoHpohUpF1gWbhWBolo6SH3jLuj1-QsDs-M4StT1Qkgj8zU7rmdAi5Z1mhgHtlBhBbltRL68NhmkI3KvqM/s1600/CampsBaySunset.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511768772619424578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6WHPBRyrMiVpSOUURSpqKrt_SnYLqnsnxb5yC_UC4H3YsqTNE6sa3DTrNkqoHpohUpF1gWbhWBolo6SH3jLuj1-QsDs-M4StT1Qkgj8zU7rmdAi5Z1mhgHtlBhBbltRL68NhmkI3KvqM/s320/CampsBaySunset.jpg" /></a> <div></div><br /><div>and well, just too busy having fun to stop and do photos. Just another summer, here and then gone before you know it. There will be fall photos for sure...when the weather is cooler and kids want to sit still long enough to get some good ones.</div><br /><div></div><div>So that's the summer in a nutshell...or a blog post. It's been a great summer, and I'm very lucky to be able to be home and enjoy it! I know that and am very grateful!! </div><div></div><br /><div>And now it's fading....and fall begins. Back to work Sept 7th, for another long 10 months.</div><div> </div><div>Until next year.....</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-30153384263282568972010-07-07T22:57:00.000-07:002010-07-07T23:41:41.956-07:00Simple Pleasures<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVp91fBB-nTgv4QqlTxmjzwNp5v58DtCyZNMNV3O044MVqJZIJXUzAxMNtWkgnRiluvNRI-poxjc9MSCbn2RbTmB-_G6Mzt_dMgPMjQFA2WmOJDyUd4yZL8UaEdIOCQ-zDpdsTh9X2okM/s1600/DSC08319.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491419421432873634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVp91fBB-nTgv4QqlTxmjzwNp5v58DtCyZNMNV3O044MVqJZIJXUzAxMNtWkgnRiluvNRI-poxjc9MSCbn2RbTmB-_G6Mzt_dMgPMjQFA2WmOJDyUd4yZL8UaEdIOCQ-zDpdsTh9X2okM/s400/DSC08319.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Let's go fly a kite! When was the last time you flew a kite? Been so long for me...and yet the smile on these faces, made me realize just how much we have been missing out.<br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">A colorful kite flying in the gentle spring breeze,</span><br /><br /></span><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491417021991083922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7PtI43kxdb4perUFe7GTKbjimbrYVaeO2tuwI3Exi9ncyZap4xbTJqgIA3uVGC4hxRVSGWOkZwt0KX302IX-CHDXrShbLsoQZYg2i92WPpnSO0w7YgP14w2B3uBQ53bIepg2H1VXlkLc/s400/DSC08333.jpg" /></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">Fluttering and swinging in blue skies</span></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Makes one watch the maneuvers for hours,<br /></span><br /></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">Sends one's heart in the joyous free rides for </span><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">hours.<br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirNs9SENbS5KmgqXEnEDaEK-cYNpKennRslO3hyphenhyphenHOOCNySNgaPTY_1Tg9Yd1U-jkHT60sUI0z11kflyDDPPx2SCwqL0w32GKe7Ns7i0GolcAjA9Qxu8-0IUGMB2FC1z_NyIwOxqowS5u0/s1600/DSC08250.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491415652318512882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirNs9SENbS5KmgqXEnEDaEK-cYNpKennRslO3hyphenhyphenHOOCNySNgaPTY_1Tg9Yd1U-jkHT60sUI0z11kflyDDPPx2SCwqL0w32GKe7Ns7i0GolcAjA9Qxu8-0IUGMB2FC1z_NyIwOxqowS5u0/s400/DSC08250.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-2AYM0oAvis9lFvH0VafQkxjahLi8Ex0UzKrpbztVeDE7HuEp0SLOrwlgEvhrdBrZiok0XffDdusx7PsL4DviP-SI7Icq4DlTRF97G049XmvlvAbhTb7NecKlpRSZm59EyV98_-kR03E/s1600/DSC08265.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 231px; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491415655099038450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-2AYM0oAvis9lFvH0VafQkxjahLi8Ex0UzKrpbztVeDE7HuEp0SLOrwlgEvhrdBrZiok0XffDdusx7PsL4DviP-SI7Icq4DlTRF97G049XmvlvAbhTb7NecKlpRSZm59EyV98_-kR03E/s400/DSC08265.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Enjoy the little things; for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.</span></em></div><div align="right"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">~Robert Brault<br /></span></em></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg97T_KBfNLCCfbubFOR2otJAWij15ZEosQeqhCBFSKry0_Cjw_SV6TtSRX7zsdLPOiSzcziuu4NFPOeKBp2ITqycgkCoXutN8BDiJJCXP9Enx1qkzrhdcJGCFwK_nrl6fP4-okdGDNMBw/s1600/DSC08227.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 196px; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491415627328876994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg97T_KBfNLCCfbubFOR2otJAWij15ZEosQeqhCBFSKry0_Cjw_SV6TtSRX7zsdLPOiSzcziuu4NFPOeKBp2ITqycgkCoXutN8BDiJJCXP9Enx1qkzrhdcJGCFwK_nrl6fP4-okdGDNMBw/s400/DSC08227.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz84y0Gm6rFv1fblCuBr7boObP7WiUNAZMO50ClNZtZqqlE5iCi47Lyx2xg6VsUFW4PKbq5S_dwiWP7gx2u4RSkNKhyDYzysu5F6XD7zcE6zNl1UnGW3LSdc5hRFevORyU4IL3hcCL_K4/s1600/DSC08229.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 288px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491415640897459074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz84y0Gm6rFv1fblCuBr7boObP7WiUNAZMO50ClNZtZqqlE5iCi47Lyx2xg6VsUFW4PKbq5S_dwiWP7gx2u4RSkNKhyDYzysu5F6XD7zcE6zNl1UnGW3LSdc5hRFevORyU4IL3hcCL_K4/s400/DSC08229.jpg" /></a></div></div>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-75657556484580914332010-06-14T17:34:00.001-07:002010-06-14T17:39:46.454-07:00Need your help!!!Hey an update...and it didn't take me long to do it.<br /><br />Not much really new to report, just counting down the days to summer vacation!<br /><br />9 days to be exact!<br /><br />Well there is a little news....I started a new blog for surrogacy...if your interested you can check it out at:<br /><br /><a href="http://2dads1surrogate.blogspot.com/">http://2dads1surrogate.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />Hmmm, what else.......oh, we may be going to the East Coast this summer. New York is out which was the original plan. Anybody been to the East Coast? We could really use some advice.<br /><br />Okay so here is the plan....<br /><br />We're driving there and camping. But not sure where we're camping or what places we're going to see....any recommendations?<br /><br />Where should we go first? I think I'd like to see PEI since I'm a Green Gables Fan...so that's definately gotta be in the plan.<br /><br />What about the other attractions...what's good to see/do in the East Coast of Canada?<br /><br />Oh some other info, we're bringing everyone...so 2 teenagers (Anthony's bringing his friend), Bailey is coming, and my daughter whose 6. We're planning on taking 10 days, that includes travel. We're going the last week of August, first of September.<br /><br />Any help/advice/suggestions is very much appreciated!<br /><br />P.S. I imagine there is ocean...duh, but can you swim in it? Where's a good place to go?MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-49292976867325900282010-06-04T19:03:00.000-07:002010-06-04T21:19:17.548-07:00A very busy springWow, March was seriously my last post???!!!! I'm in major need of an update!<br /><br />Well lots has happened...I'll let the pictures do the talking.......<br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBlohOJ4De4Y47xG8vhHFvPwT7RNrLERpzDwlCqnT5z_rvnJ3mXOv6NsXgaTLp9B14Jn0CXknsWXsLGmmYUXa7orcbE5qOSdIiojQhO47m6eDA_umTry3aG_GJsnDAAeu8Y7FtFMDiuqM/s1600/DSC07434.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479125210518004898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBlohOJ4De4Y47xG8vhHFvPwT7RNrLERpzDwlCqnT5z_rvnJ3mXOv6NsXgaTLp9B14Jn0CXknsWXsLGmmYUXa7orcbE5qOSdIiojQhO47m6eDA_umTry3aG_GJsnDAAeu8Y7FtFMDiuqM/s320/DSC07434.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center">We enjoyed lots of time with my sweet neice Moyra</p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBjtGVsmjAumdoxKLte1mLXI578SEb42mTStBJg7xkIyUsIuQd6jFyE6ffFaFLOMQ1GhARJGrbQ-eSc31Gzp2V4bLEUWDxQt83FDQXZevgdSizw3SheANMAxj5D7vyklWDLKIslXZZNKA/s1600/DSC07677.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479128244864935474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBjtGVsmjAumdoxKLte1mLXI578SEb42mTStBJg7xkIyUsIuQd6jFyE6ffFaFLOMQ1GhARJGrbQ-eSc31Gzp2V4bLEUWDxQt83FDQXZevgdSizw3SheANMAxj5D7vyklWDLKIslXZZNKA/s320/DSC07677.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center">And Taylor had a school play...so cute! All in french, imagine that!</p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizmGNgn3IUb2JIywts8XcEx5M6HrEs2or7nRn8wKg8AbnEtuvR9UdvGGIz-t3xO8wigMzRU0IA_7xhYdRlb-zvz6aX4xAejnGF6dYjBIb5yp9aVd3V6cW2MZSolZGG-HFc75Rha36fuRI/s1600/DSC07454.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479125223872321202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizmGNgn3IUb2JIywts8XcEx5M6HrEs2or7nRn8wKg8AbnEtuvR9UdvGGIz-t3xO8wigMzRU0IA_7xhYdRlb-zvz6aX4xAejnGF6dYjBIb5yp9aVd3V6cW2MZSolZGG-HFc75Rha36fuRI/s320/DSC07454.jpg" /></a></div><div><div><div align="center">We went to Disney on Ice....if you haven't been I highly recommend you go!</div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie5tFkF5jiChFbf17n9Hg-jb8gIbstuJ6X3XAwEY2ckdHgkQww9hELH4uoT10pLA0RNkiU1BCMupHULdcHEm31YvgEAW1Xj9pASWQQlaC6zuK4Cj0CkDrmtkDAbJX7OeAMLUFEcFTSL9A/s1600/DSC07447.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 283px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479125215328747970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie5tFkF5jiChFbf17n9Hg-jb8gIbstuJ6X3XAwEY2ckdHgkQww9hELH4uoT10pLA0RNkiU1BCMupHULdcHEm31YvgEAW1Xj9pASWQQlaC6zuK4Cj0CkDrmtkDAbJX7OeAMLUFEcFTSL9A/s320/DSC07447.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOP3JjcHGFFqGfYLLpIYAbH7W4xmSrcINNk6iRHP_DI99naNn-s6hEX9KLDaA_JR726rF86IpCoat0N7bJIXdjE7hapk-Jh-8DUU9h1aeIE9QGpwwgfgukhJuBx7JNPChH4QZ4G_Nkh5A/s1600/DSC07616.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479128239977959394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOP3JjcHGFFqGfYLLpIYAbH7W4xmSrcINNk6iRHP_DI99naNn-s6hEX9KLDaA_JR726rF86IpCoat0N7bJIXdjE7hapk-Jh-8DUU9h1aeIE9QGpwwgfgukhJuBx7JNPChH4QZ4G_Nkh5A/s320/DSC07616.jpg" /></a></div><div></div><div align="center">Anthony turned 15! He got Guitar Hero, and enough money to buy and IPOD touch!</div><div></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_kOAN4iOcYzb0_oe2JImJacmabz95N5SFulzQhheBj_BNxB-un3vknumGixGBiREED6UFBffAEBYwcQG3pPfve3zCqYKS8LsP2Fi-4-FF3pLPdGGPEyEgXSeN3c91OjsJ1MvcYk0savQ/s1600/DSC07842.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479130295207017970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_kOAN4iOcYzb0_oe2JImJacmabz95N5SFulzQhheBj_BNxB-un3vknumGixGBiREED6UFBffAEBYwcQG3pPfve3zCqYKS8LsP2Fi-4-FF3pLPdGGPEyEgXSeN3c91OjsJ1MvcYk0savQ/s320/DSC07842.jpg" /></a></div><div align="center">Mothers Day came and went....here is my surprise! It was huge and the kids did all the baking. :)</div><div></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin3vt1kUFcJOTDE7Z3SmWoLFQ-QAuYDi-kJdoKgQVCxJaf8mxeYPi0nbiJ54-R4Gh6Xqtv1Uvv49YZeX4ZRwALFdkuTZIEocNLq7hP306-2WlMGCYJceEQt4KT3Kej-GChday3fuy3V2g/s1600/DSC07727.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479128252585688034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin3vt1kUFcJOTDE7Z3SmWoLFQ-QAuYDi-kJdoKgQVCxJaf8mxeYPi0nbiJ54-R4Gh6Xqtv1Uvv49YZeX4ZRwALFdkuTZIEocNLq7hP306-2WlMGCYJceEQt4KT3Kej-GChday3fuy3V2g/s320/DSC07727.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFjPmtsp2jxz20-xCbi4KgRz_JPDQ7UTY1zWM6Ordn2PYOG810IdJ9j5opw6wyj152bFCC_IjRNJKTqnZ1D6rs9lUrlyn2AuLCfTtYvIx0vgaAh6wkWEoMXUmXbnDeDtG-gQMmufnp5NI/s1600/DSC07779.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479128261309619058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFjPmtsp2jxz20-xCbi4KgRz_JPDQ7UTY1zWM6Ordn2PYOG810IdJ9j5opw6wyj152bFCC_IjRNJKTqnZ1D6rs9lUrlyn2AuLCfTtYvIx0vgaAh6wkWEoMXUmXbnDeDtG-gQMmufnp5NI/s320/DSC07779.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Yes, that's right, we got a trampoline! It's been a lot of fun, and great therapy for Bailey too!!</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPfFlgRXCtMutmqwQfRzJ9eCLnjtiAVhfVVvlWxYHsCRIWvTHpBYBBN058EqY7gMoO556mhYg-U5wrILLzit5pxND-ZWSN-NkKV1NKx_i4CWDANFZbnY2tftZYQZIG_6WVUl80izuKvIE/s1600/DSC07488.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479125228124507218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPfFlgRXCtMutmqwQfRzJ9eCLnjtiAVhfVVvlWxYHsCRIWvTHpBYBBN058EqY7gMoO556mhYg-U5wrILLzit5pxND-ZWSN-NkKV1NKx_i4CWDANFZbnY2tftZYQZIG_6WVUl80izuKvIE/s320/DSC07488.jpg" /></a></div><div></div><div align="center">Finally got to some renovations. We had to take down the old popcorn ceiling and put up new stuff in the kids rooms. Then Taylor took over the boys old room (the bigger room), painted it purple and white...her color choice, and Bailey took Taylors old room, painting it a modern blue and white...his choice. Changed the doors and the handles...They look great! (P.S. Removing popcorn is soo not fun!)</div><div></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-9knml2m1GMj-1hOoevWc-OI9OqPZZmsb30E5NZN52oL4rOciYLmfnBMUOoswDyAQhyguuD63xvSY1niadAruWPUbISa2btOWpngvEr1RTaj3DrGRWHKmFaX5KmpUn4ZhZUvzq510lm4/s1600/DSC07560.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479128231013857586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-9knml2m1GMj-1hOoevWc-OI9OqPZZmsb30E5NZN52oL4rOciYLmfnBMUOoswDyAQhyguuD63xvSY1niadAruWPUbISa2btOWpngvEr1RTaj3DrGRWHKmFaX5KmpUn4ZhZUvzq510lm4/s320/DSC07560.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center">Enjoyed lots of spring time walks and bike rides</p><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_nfUFCi4dkhNdnBorpzURyf5KhMmk7qk2ZzYeGQMw-DmnWYRNCdAPTH2wj3yC2mPVUlNiS84-vllsWpcr1bWlKkp_szU9NMz8YL58FPQ2bBJqpFihQlaEtUqIC3_DwO43OLKoLP6NHEI/s1600/DSC07876.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479130293269738770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_nfUFCi4dkhNdnBorpzURyf5KhMmk7qk2ZzYeGQMw-DmnWYRNCdAPTH2wj3yC2mPVUlNiS84-vllsWpcr1bWlKkp_szU9NMz8YL58FPQ2bBJqpFihQlaEtUqIC3_DwO43OLKoLP6NHEI/s320/DSC07876.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDZjGOy3ocBUGEuWX8RFcUj3gHDZ0EcZbbM693qsmy9LT40zA0sOxHYEXRUa1IcwwXcLv5TgEmW4tdKod8r0N3SFbRusHRFNxmvgfELgmqeCpZ7HB8sWQJjpzU5pu9iREu6KqPiZ3PkMg/s1600/DSC08093.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479130284860396642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDZjGOy3ocBUGEuWX8RFcUj3gHDZ0EcZbbM693qsmy9LT40zA0sOxHYEXRUa1IcwwXcLv5TgEmW4tdKod8r0N3SFbRusHRFNxmvgfELgmqeCpZ7HB8sWQJjpzU5pu9iREu6KqPiZ3PkMg/s320/DSC08093.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRMfQJRGdQsUGyGsXjiw8jTk-MsBZt9-joEzn_kdfOsnXKTxuoozf5A8eF7NbwvZ98tVqh_o_3E9nWesLE6nx7wQUSCXafy8IbxntR2hrUM9iTDoNlZiTK_BVqeodrwDFwcikdobYSHds/s1600/DSC07504.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479125236535188546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRMfQJRGdQsUGyGsXjiw8jTk-MsBZt9-joEzn_kdfOsnXKTxuoozf5A8eF7NbwvZ98tVqh_o_3E9nWesLE6nx7wQUSCXafy8IbxntR2hrUM9iTDoNlZiTK_BVqeodrwDFwcikdobYSHds/s320/DSC07504.jpg" /></a></div><div></div><div align="center">Anthony joined his school Jr. Rugby team....and is really good! His team made it to the semi-finals, not bad for first time players. :) I have to say I have really enjoyed watching him play...and the game itself, very fast, very fun, very scary at first to watch as a mom with her baby out there.</div><div></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfRfJeDVsq9Gp_uzxD5LQi1dTj2CVfSGOVIaLP5mXx3MP7STpmuC3BJzwyaYEFTaGhulYgUwtv1gqNRfZw8eWvCDZuNvgZiY9hDl5RAqpfflQUO4A_rwPrCkoBXTgZImADnrPXLVnMPIE/s1600/DSC07975.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479130288156247170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfRfJeDVsq9Gp_uzxD5LQi1dTj2CVfSGOVIaLP5mXx3MP7STpmuC3BJzwyaYEFTaGhulYgUwtv1gqNRfZw8eWvCDZuNvgZiY9hDl5RAqpfflQUO4A_rwPrCkoBXTgZImADnrPXLVnMPIE/s320/DSC07975.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><br />Taylor graduated from Sparks. She is now officially a Brownie.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAgGML_fo3BEe-YUOy-7SWoAObyjUmlANmfE5_ckujomUhFwsYiROdw8k4HljKYs9hk70XVTgD6NjPnKMGmM2LhKGKGKjEoJq5pQKQrBtcg3eGm9ree7qTV7RkaMPiQAuu-AuC5Dn78Uk/s1600/DSC08188.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479130274400499762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAgGML_fo3BEe-YUOy-7SWoAObyjUmlANmfE5_ckujomUhFwsYiROdw8k4HljKYs9hk70XVTgD6NjPnKMGmM2LhKGKGKjEoJq5pQKQrBtcg3eGm9ree7qTV7RkaMPiQAuu-AuC5Dn78Uk/s320/DSC08188.jpg" /></a><br /><br />And today, Taylor went off to her first away camp without mom and dad with the Guiding Group. She is joining a bunch of sparks, brownies, girl guides and patherfinders. Over 300 girls left today for their weekend camp! I hope they have fun!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><em>Other things we did that aren't captured in pictures:</em></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center">Worked</div><div align="center">Eat</div><div align="center">Sleep</div><div align="center">Play</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><em>Oh sorry too basic...well that was the majority of the weeks, except for a few things in between.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I joined Survivor Boot Camp again. And outdoor exercise program with a personal trainer</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I helped my girlfriend paint her entire apt in a weekend</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Had 4 Sick Kids appts for Bailey and 3 other appts in the months of April and May</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Had Jury Duty roll call...after 3 trips in to the courthouse, all cases were resolved so they didn't need us afterall.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Bailey went to Disney World, on a first class private jet....no pictures developed yet...sorry, though it was an amazing experience all thanks to "Dreams Take Flight"</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Helped my sister and her hubby moved into their first apartment</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Got all my spring cleaning and purging done for the season</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Visited my friends J and E, and their new twin baby girls. CONGRATS!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Dinner, a number of lunches out, dinner events, and gathering of friends thoughout the last few months, always nice to get together with friends. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Had a few barbeques, and afternoon teas..okay not tea, but you know what I mean.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">And lastly got myself on my bike again after a bit of a tune up and new seat! I missed my bike.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><em>So you see it's been a crazy few months with a lot of big events going on, but I like being busy, it reminds me I'm still alive and kicking. </em></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center"><em>Now...since it's been so long...I wonder if anyone is still around?</em></div></div></div>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-46479978773217458182010-03-19T15:52:00.000-07:002010-03-19T19:23:35.383-07:00Feels like spring!Another 50th b.day this March, so we took a trip up to celebrate Ian's sisters big <span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>50</strong></span>! Yes there is a <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"><strong>HUGE</strong></span> age gap between Ian and his sister, but who cares, whats a number right?<br /><br />Off to Parry Sound we go....and boy was she surprised to see us!<br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1o6CJ1LsY14T1StYdZJNbvcJcVr9Xqa5cH5vMWsrq4Zi91Rw92CIAw6tSnvA8dIL7tteEGn5SDogS2DeBmOnineqwrK7An5EGXIScuK0gx8xgOT1-tfvzdGtjB5ELxljOAZUf-nG9W74/s1600-h/DSC07324.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 111px; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450485163482056482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1o6CJ1LsY14T1StYdZJNbvcJcVr9Xqa5cH5vMWsrq4Zi91Rw92CIAw6tSnvA8dIL7tteEGn5SDogS2DeBmOnineqwrK7An5EGXIScuK0gx8xgOT1-tfvzdGtjB5ELxljOAZUf-nG9W74/s320/DSC07324.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"><strong>Happy Birthday B!</strong></span></em></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="left">It just so happened that a friend of ours who has a cottage up there was also going up with my 2 brothers. How lucky for us, cause we didn't have to pay for a hotel for the night and intead made a weekend of it! Went up Friday night and came back Sunday. Once my sister found out that we were going up too, she and her hubby and daughter came too!</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Here's where we stayed...<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZJ91b3WRGoDGZyglxvVlLiv4XxxqQLHcc5yNVHEQj4oRR3d2RV1cAj1qy11-XwuTlO1LWtsTFCfJqcPnubkyr_VgjfpYpKC3IvhoZ_lvj7ZAlIiMfxs4zgG9OQfc6YkI35RTYThFtVck/s1600-h/DSC07112.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 221px; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450482957175813762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZJ91b3WRGoDGZyglxvVlLiv4XxxqQLHcc5yNVHEQj4oRR3d2RV1cAj1qy11-XwuTlO1LWtsTFCfJqcPnubkyr_VgjfpYpKC3IvhoZ_lvj7ZAlIiMfxs4zgG9OQfc6YkI35RTYThFtVck/s320/DSC07112.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center">Gorgeous ain't it? Can you believe that a cottage that big has no inside bathroom though? In fact, no water at all....outhouses and lake water to wash in. No worries, we brought our drinking water and well roughing it is like second nature to us campers.<br /></p><p align="center"> It was so hot that most of us didn't even wear jackets. Here's Ian pulling Bailey out on the lake, despite the heat, there was lots of ice and snow! I love this picture!</p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNhExncFSLahTsAZRpm8S2INPAa603Oa2MWp3ZSAtJzRQkgp3Eawnc8XWAkhsGWulVyy-gpDYCla8thiLBUiQfPWDiNLAr0DVfMZb9dTclHYWbg1dG0Ri1JV9me2-r7xlkbxKPmFltuD8/s1600-h/DSC07282.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 489px; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450484499441304034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNhExncFSLahTsAZRpm8S2INPAa603Oa2MWp3ZSAtJzRQkgp3Eawnc8XWAkhsGWulVyy-gpDYCla8thiLBUiQfPWDiNLAr0DVfMZb9dTclHYWbg1dG0Ri1JV9me2-r7xlkbxKPmFltuD8/s320/DSC07282.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"> And here is my sister Jen and her daughter Moyra, Jen sure is looking like a movie star out on the ice</div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-mi6CIi_kaqdiRx-koJU0l3Jnq65fgiiI_kE3yFi4dfP6IP6sGqsan7Ro6WOkRk3deb7IqYraUEpPYWyF4Xac51t_3gxNGF3ZzdDnHVB0G5U8SflGuMHa2x3RzgiPKbF8b1riJrcQZIU/s1600-h/DSC07094.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 147px; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450482943659227890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-mi6CIi_kaqdiRx-koJU0l3Jnq65fgiiI_kE3yFi4dfP6IP6sGqsan7Ro6WOkRk3deb7IqYraUEpPYWyF4Xac51t_3gxNGF3ZzdDnHVB0G5U8SflGuMHa2x3RzgiPKbF8b1riJrcQZIU/s320/DSC07094.jpg" /></a></p><div>Spring was certainly coming as the birds were really alive and active. Watch this video, it's short, but really neat to see!<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='405' height='318' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy5gY3PA3iuYVRK2JrJx_N5op2Pd6_RZttoX0y17010iefAGiowwrrPnhlZokZP46mFMXYprU8p8A6uSucAhQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><div>Did you see that? <span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;">YES,</span> birds were landing in our hands to feed, on our heads all over, tons of them! There must have been 5 or 6 of them!! The blue jays were out too but wouldn't get this close. Here's some pics, their just so neat to see...wild birds!<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFRuKaCnH2Oryr5airQ-jUa4gpaZ_rZciMyYkCseeQSxvBeS-GrHm96Oz2EVPGQXWnEL1BKeNLi5ZbG9Ku3jv_fF3W_BG3CU3BORpfx2GeredzULeeBjINlrqx8wznjf-yc1_l54R6mWg/s1600-h/DSC07213.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450484486205228850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFRuKaCnH2Oryr5airQ-jUa4gpaZ_rZciMyYkCseeQSxvBeS-GrHm96Oz2EVPGQXWnEL1BKeNLi5ZbG9Ku3jv_fF3W_BG3CU3BORpfx2GeredzULeeBjINlrqx8wznjf-yc1_l54R6mWg/s320/DSC07213.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><br />Taylor was just tickled <span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong>PINK<br /></strong></span></div><div><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNJXia8IuyUaxp1hJXzJW3CLAhPFINlh0PaMG2KBjOQwzaEIV0-38teymIKgVqB1d-igPYk6cAxBDj3A89-0KCy0DaaEdBe0QYh1GsnxW3WdGyZTEUBkD0FonDkwzb37M-EZt4OfEvcpI/s1600-h/DSC07185.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450484476834180802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNJXia8IuyUaxp1hJXzJW3CLAhPFINlh0PaMG2KBjOQwzaEIV0-38teymIKgVqB1d-igPYk6cAxBDj3A89-0KCy0DaaEdBe0QYh1GsnxW3WdGyZTEUBkD0FonDkwzb37M-EZt4OfEvcpI/s320/DSC07185.jpg" /></a></p><div><br />In between the bird action, there was some time for ice fishing as well....below is my brother teaching Taylor how to ice fish...<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGaO4PLFXc3q30ZRJtWgruo_bzYf_o1CwUYd2LIvXJVwpivKoBnYHlWJrx589tiTs2SGyWublPqTZ33Vm57HjzSnsQ2JaUKkHNUSuRkLep93w7TxkIYCzjyrAbtowq2xVInYOgz8ueGz8/s1600-h/DSC07107.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 355px; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450482951200959490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGaO4PLFXc3q30ZRJtWgruo_bzYf_o1CwUYd2LIvXJVwpivKoBnYHlWJrx589tiTs2SGyWublPqTZ33Vm57HjzSnsQ2JaUKkHNUSuRkLep93w7TxkIYCzjyrAbtowq2xVInYOgz8ueGz8/s320/DSC07107.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center">I really like the black and white feel of the pics too<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMkffSghJIMqwgvf5WTrbEClblw0vrbBppRlrnZdsbsFcfAEKFPDXc68JvfCdSyzZ_CGrFxevycTszrbxKHtwc2qMu-ezvAEZqNX5YhG4ej1U0XIM_iqWLcVKzrmgoDMnu9XUldw0O2DE/s1600-h/DSC07044.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 547px; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450482920953377138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMkffSghJIMqwgvf5WTrbEClblw0vrbBppRlrnZdsbsFcfAEKFPDXc68JvfCdSyzZ_CGrFxevycTszrbxKHtwc2qMu-ezvAEZqNX5YhG4ej1U0XIM_iqWLcVKzrmgoDMnu9XUldw0O2DE/s320/DSC07044.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center">I can hardly contain my excitment...winter is almost coming to a head.</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffff00;"><strong> </strong></span><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Happy Spring everyone!<br /></strong></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh0QrDd6cuSfft9HUcSgxu8xpMOgrF1zJMdycqyGRsvn60Hic_qOIw8dyPMlmGYf-Kvf3Dw84SFvTy9_gLhEEvR3qtMLc7kpjRXeQRfas1ta6KsUdgW7hJ5KRL1jPg8t236-Nsl8ff2gY/s1600-h/DSC07153.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450484466755099346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh0QrDd6cuSfft9HUcSgxu8xpMOgrF1zJMdycqyGRsvn60Hic_qOIw8dyPMlmGYf-Kvf3Dw84SFvTy9_gLhEEvR3qtMLc7kpjRXeQRfas1ta6KsUdgW7hJ5KRL1jPg8t236-Nsl8ff2gY/s320/DSC07153.jpg" /></a></div>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-70020719233991688102010-03-13T18:10:00.000-08:002010-03-14T21:48:41.870-07:00SPECIAL VISITORSo I'm still playing catch up here, bear with me.<br /><br />On Feb 22nd we had a very special visitor come to <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">OUR</span></strong> house.<br /><br />Can you guess by these pics who it might have been?<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNryULkGURqxYKe4jIhFbDNevivgOakGh5Ag_7pGvSOIlkZjICAi9KTkA8IwUlst1eciL9YrnYK4BrIYMXpgB80vAsPQDleoGC_sOAlJbQDPfKUbnpQMu-oGWlTZ-K0jJI6OrVLgb4FI0/s1600-h/DSC07027.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446452376543121970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNryULkGURqxYKe4jIhFbDNevivgOakGh5Ag_7pGvSOIlkZjICAi9KTkA8IwUlst1eciL9YrnYK4BrIYMXpgB80vAsPQDleoGC_sOAlJbQDPfKUbnpQMu-oGWlTZ-K0jJI6OrVLgb4FI0/s320/DSC07027.jpg" /></a></p><br /><div><br /><div><br /><p align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJBTDRXj8QxBBiiyDcnlNMU5pkwS16E_zuCkSTqOHIGVz5HPN6LPpdjej6OIutQwrGquK0AxSqgv9Wlb0bzgrqpHsT0J0HGYgvXl-fmWTDGFtlL9Rd5-smVrhvEVeBpMalHLkCerYmMis/s1600-h/DSC07028.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446452383063518210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJBTDRXj8QxBBiiyDcnlNMU5pkwS16E_zuCkSTqOHIGVz5HPN6LPpdjej6OIutQwrGquK0AxSqgv9Wlb0bzgrqpHsT0J0HGYgvXl-fmWTDGFtlL9Rd5-smVrhvEVeBpMalHLkCerYmMis/s320/DSC07028.jpg" /></a></p><br /><br /><div>Yes! The <span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"><strong><em>TOOTH FAIRY!</em></strong></span> </div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRd0ZzVKjjpoAQGqodjrfCp7sE4myZNdggFRqbLthsPJa8QLM5Ko1WdiE09fzyMCr4UgmpGkz3ozXJ6x7-wLC9OTZ3lm_1Tct6d2wRuveHQExCXnXJn1FAcwp1qKVLoS3XISnZesYyVi0/s1600-h/the-tooth-fairy%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 87px; HEIGHT: 154px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446459412370053218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRd0ZzVKjjpoAQGqodjrfCp7sE4myZNdggFRqbLthsPJa8QLM5Ko1WdiE09fzyMCr4UgmpGkz3ozXJ6x7-wLC9OTZ3lm_1Tct6d2wRuveHQExCXnXJn1FAcwp1qKVLoS3XISnZesYyVi0/s320/the-tooth-fairy%5B1%5D.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div align="center">And of course she left Taylor behind a HEAFY $5.00! Lucky girl I think!</div><br /><div align="center"><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;">**********************</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3333ff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center">On the 27th, little miss also got her haircut.</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0e2nxkfIgBtpwEIiQBy6Gcya3xtVZuBRl_GvrJAUdv8hwaRC3U5ze4Ae7RymSexNF-tWEh5DNO7Ul3Yw-tUKXeSS1VugjmSKgHfdve6vGbmnbDzBiNRDnwwU9bLGSWQUxNsULDEFllIo/s1600-h/6a00d834515f0569e200e54f07c6e88833-800wi%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 138px; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446459398477036898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0e2nxkfIgBtpwEIiQBy6Gcya3xtVZuBRl_GvrJAUdv8hwaRC3U5ze4Ae7RymSexNF-tWEh5DNO7Ul3Yw-tUKXeSS1VugjmSKgHfdve6vGbmnbDzBiNRDnwwU9bLGSWQUxNsULDEFllIo/s320/6a00d834515f0569e200e54f07c6e88833-800wi%5B1%5D.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div>It was a sad, sad day for mommy. All those beautiful baby curls, that long beautiful hair, just gone. Donated for a wig as per Taylor's request. So so sad. </div><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEMaF1PT6dm_hQncsYhw62vdVajUW2JYiBCZlO0QL798Ym5PlzI5z5V5qNpWPszgab3OSj0vM8hSqR2HKnD2YP6JsNZkJz5vkFjaBl_KS8pXc7fSnF-i1xOnY8vQZDqDXTOpVA4kBJcSo/s1600-h/DSC07029.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446452386021280786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEMaF1PT6dm_hQncsYhw62vdVajUW2JYiBCZlO0QL798Ym5PlzI5z5V5qNpWPszgab3OSj0vM8hSqR2HKnD2YP6JsNZkJz5vkFjaBl_KS8pXc7fSnF-i1xOnY8vQZDqDXTOpVA4kBJcSo/s320/DSC07029.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><p align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSazmts_FKc5YvK1PF4KPgwwLFMwsJmX2AA5PMdHGlMo86tgNYcc9cOAwSpWBX6JJdzqakMT-FYWCStjqpY5WQ9IVMWNapPUfRqQIebJ_0tqha6wF2bMec79oAaDdgnoN6bPs7xMP_UtE/s1600-h/DSC07031.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446452395902417554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSazmts_FKc5YvK1PF4KPgwwLFMwsJmX2AA5PMdHGlMo86tgNYcc9cOAwSpWBX6JJdzqakMT-FYWCStjqpY5WQ9IVMWNapPUfRqQIebJ_0tqha6wF2bMec79oAaDdgnoN6bPs7xMP_UtE/s320/DSC07031.jpg" /></a></p><br /><div><strong>But she still a charmer...my gosh I"m in trouble when she grows up.</strong></div></div></div></div>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-89959922697697941332010-03-10T18:19:00.000-08:002010-03-11T09:35:33.156-08:00MEN-o-PAUSEYou might be thinking....wwwwhhhhaaattttt.....<br /><div><div><div><div> </div><div>What can a youngen of 32 got to say about the big "change" of life. </div><br /><div>After being on Lupron, which is a sneak peak into what it might be like for me in 10-20 years, I can relate to a lot of Men-o-pause symptons...and well, my mom can't seem to get through it....I keep asking her if it ever ends cause she's been "changing" for 10 long long years.</div><div></div><div> </div><div>The point?<br /></div><div>I took my mom to see...</div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT3uuOrYEmMnXyDXkDDBy4lAHhkHDRzSjvT_acqabVwvDgyK_8HBsJgfGe_IPBpzdhzUSAUrTvHUQwiFNVGOqgoiIa6sytc9u5vrUaF2acbiQcx6l_Npnj-TMteFDuB8pztIRTKv934Lk/s1600-h/Menopause1%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 238px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446456117308559170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT3uuOrYEmMnXyDXkDDBy4lAHhkHDRzSjvT_acqabVwvDgyK_8HBsJgfGe_IPBpzdhzUSAUrTvHUQwiFNVGOqgoiIa6sytc9u5vrUaF2acbiQcx6l_Npnj-TMteFDuB8pztIRTKv934Lk/s320/Menopause1%5B1%5D.jpg" /></a></p><div></div><br /><div>and I'm telling you, it was laugh out loud, hit the floor FUNNY! If you ever get an opportunity to see it, man or women, in menopause, going to be in menopause, or already been through it, this is one hilarous musical you will totally enjoy! </div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEwVED6wOVrPCnzp_NLGm2x79ZVh__P8VXkY45ybwBq-vARQc5qxVPBj4TU0eV4L_BBRsrG6YOaZhLh7p6GwMpZytQf8ZLkWzDXL9uc_81X4ti-Ux0tYjUW-YmWnS8O0SRgo7KTAU6WkQ/s1600-h/menopause%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446456117478996242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEwVED6wOVrPCnzp_NLGm2x79ZVh__P8VXkY45ybwBq-vARQc5qxVPBj4TU0eV4L_BBRsrG6YOaZhLh7p6GwMpZytQf8ZLkWzDXL9uc_81X4ti-Ux0tYjUW-YmWnS8O0SRgo7KTAU6WkQ/s320/menopause%5B1%5D.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;"> pic off the net<br /></span></em></div><div><em></em></div><div>Just mom and I went and oh my lord, I wish I was crying from laughing, and the happy high lasted the rest of the night.<br /></div><div>Afterward the musical we headed over to the Pickle Barrel down in Toronto for some yummy yummy food, and even yummier cheesecake. </div><br /><div></div><div>On the way there we past Dundas and Younge Square...and they were starting the Men's Olympic Hockey Game...on the way back they were in overtime! We decided to hang around outside at Dundas Square with about 300 other folks and watch it on the big screens there at the park. And well you already know, <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">WE WON!</span></strong></div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIdlySCyF4egbfRN5uUx7Atck773ZT7rcaL6gZAvf_JSc0U-uFRDPtZVS7CsLg21yj41HYC1c806E_HvOU2Xm3GCk_oo3JhE0w0X-3_6N_h5lK9dU4ZgRKFPmVBCUVtDyjj8lTowIBD80/s1600-h/flag_canada%5B1%5D.gif"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446456107632811234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIdlySCyF4egbfRN5uUx7Atck773ZT7rcaL6gZAvf_JSc0U-uFRDPtZVS7CsLg21yj41HYC1c806E_HvOU2Xm3GCk_oo3JhE0w0X-3_6N_h5lK9dU4ZgRKFPmVBCUVtDyjj8lTowIBD80/s320/flag_canada%5B1%5D.gif" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiD1ZSwvmvwvKWG7HiOCs5KH4ts6eBmlyi3DuokuOSst9Ake8PB2IdgxFyKAsP52XmVOhSx9Jdsfe0CGP2V9lrj48fC119Vl-fTzYBggqpNeGj8C1F1D0xK197et6EgDMzNnRSAeKDGV0/s1600-h/a347819845a5897b7049e477bc82%5B1%5D.jpg"></a></div><br /><div><br />A great day to be Canadian!!!!!! We won the <strong><span style="font-size:180%;">OLYMPIC GOLD!!!</span></strong> Yeah!!! You can imagine what the street was like, the hootin and hollaring, every car in sight honking their horns, the dancing and the cheers, it was so fun to be in the middle of it all!</div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiD1ZSwvmvwvKWG7HiOCs5KH4ts6eBmlyi3DuokuOSst9Ake8PB2IdgxFyKAsP52XmVOhSx9Jdsfe0CGP2V9lrj48fC119Vl-fTzYBggqpNeGj8C1F1D0xK197et6EgDMzNnRSAeKDGV0/s1600-h/a347819845a5897b7049e477bc82%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446456096291072466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiD1ZSwvmvwvKWG7HiOCs5KH4ts6eBmlyi3DuokuOSst9Ake8PB2IdgxFyKAsP52XmVOhSx9Jdsfe0CGP2V9lrj48fC119Vl-fTzYBggqpNeGj8C1F1D0xK197et6EgDMzNnRSAeKDGV0/s320/a347819845a5897b7049e477bc82%5B1%5D.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Here is what I saw...</span></em></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1nF4dUh2Xgses9iwfAEpEj2EHXXsMmbpKNk0XF_JUB3xv-0fc1n_WllDw142xtrnewtI6riU98EGIDEWpgOykHXqxYFg7x8gul7EzCxBnrj7QiGvuDeh0T041poDR8qoSKUCOCtYvF_Q/s1600-h/470_toronto_crowd1_100228_430241%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446456102403881250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1nF4dUh2Xgses9iwfAEpEj2EHXXsMmbpKNk0XF_JUB3xv-0fc1n_WllDw142xtrnewtI6riU98EGIDEWpgOykHXqxYFg7x8gul7EzCxBnrj7QiGvuDeh0T041poDR8qoSKUCOCtYvF_Q/s320/470_toronto_crowd1_100228_430241%5B1%5D.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Here is what I <strong>thankfully </strong>missed...</span></em></p><br /><div>Yes, we left just 20mins before everyone spilled out of the bars and eateries....there was over a thousand people in that square and when I got home and saw on the news that we missed it by only 20mins, I am thankful....I love a good party, but a crowd that big on a Sunday night was a bit much for me traffic wise...afterall they shut down the streets!</div><div><br />All in all, a great day. From one happy event to another, and a great feeling of pride for us as </div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">WOMEN</span> and </span><span style="color:#ff0000;">CANADIANS!</span></span></strong> </div></div></div></div>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-55884060891898372562010-03-09T07:00:00.000-08:002010-03-09T11:03:25.234-08:00The big '50'<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHKvlYldc1VGzY05OS7NR9ufadyEHBOTU-Lq1zpF-QDSuQuJ9mQ6-o-p6zXa8mcOayvL6bMrgW2ckANqNfKIsAWX3fZAVMm512PuDgd9RZcFZNMWhwMUUw4YK0qZrh0R5UQ2RNnW2ZHJA/s1600-h/DSC06986.jpg"></a>My mom, turned the big '50' this year! Can you believe it?? Okay to some she may seem young, but seriously, half a century...you go MOM!<br /><div><br /><div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5lMqO9svU3zq005RDY4Hzgx9O_CkmO2fGn3eKaZd2ez91CY_y1A-ewH06Mzq2kW04_eXhKlZ7dW5JCmZhDrFvB1D3MaDSpECeeULbxj4yZjOJ-NEx_8vLB3pZOplHymo43Lp4rE3sevw/s1600-h/COVER+MOM+50th.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444802310010576482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5lMqO9svU3zq005RDY4Hzgx9O_CkmO2fGn3eKaZd2ez91CY_y1A-ewH06Mzq2kW04_eXhKlZ7dW5JCmZhDrFvB1D3MaDSpECeeULbxj4yZjOJ-NEx_8vLB3pZOplHymo43Lp4rE3sevw/s320/COVER+MOM+50th.jpg" /></a></p><br /><div>So to celebrate for 6 weeks prior, my sister and I have been planning a HUGE b.day celebration. Both my brothers, my sis and I chipped in some moula and rented out a place, sent out the invites to almost 100 people, had others spread the word, got refreshements and food, decorated the venue........man it's a lot of work to plan a big party!!!</div><br /><div><br />Feb 20th, over 60 people gathered together to celebrate 50 years of my mom's life. Some friends who only knew her for a short time, some family whose known her for a lifetime, co-workers, neighbors and the like. It was a AWESOME event! </div><br /><div><br />What made it even more special is that my Aunt and Uncle flew out from Alberta to surprise her at this party. I never expected them to do that, but they don't see her very often and they knew how special that would be for her, and so that Friday night they flew in, and Sunday they flew home. </div><br /><div><br />That was especially hard for me. You see it was a surprise party, my mom had no clue. I bought tickets to a play for the following weekend, and then edited the date on them, did some photoshopping so she thought she was going on the 20th. In the end, there were tons of clues to give it away and she knew...but still, we tried and had her guessing all the way. Anyway, it was hard for me because here Uncle and Aunt were flying out, and yet, do we keep their trip in a secret? If we do, she wont' get much time with them as the party was Sat night. If we don't, she'll definately know about the party and it will all be for moot. It was a hard decision but we all agreed to stay on course and make it all a big surprise.</div><br /><div><br />And surprise it was! While she pretty much knew about the party, she had no idea who would be there. We had family in from all over Ontario! And...well...Alberta too! Plus some of the co-workers and friends she hadnt' seen in a long time....it was a very shocking for her. Tears and sobs are the BEST reaction for a party such as this! And my mom was sobbing!!!!</div><br /><div><br />You see, my mom and I, we dont' mix well, we are both very opinionated, only she loves to push her opinions on me, and often times are like oil and water. BUT, at the end of the day, I love her and know she loves me. At the end of the day, she is special, she is loving and caring. And those who meet her and get to know her see that! We had over 60 people at the party, 3/4 being friends, she has touched a lot of people in her life, and a lot of people really love her too. </div><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5czWpHe51GYvCrfcU1ohZfu76OWLHAn3kMKKn6Tg37FJDCTm0iF1t2qSdOrpyyN5duKEVRNVoDTkbD-oQQLYOA_UaBNRVQ77hmPtZWeC39HECtUzHyGEyzLqZWtQ621q1rnBf-17PV-o/s1600-h/DSC06996.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444802337403207378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5czWpHe51GYvCrfcU1ohZfu76OWLHAn3kMKKn6Tg37FJDCTm0iF1t2qSdOrpyyN5duKEVRNVoDTkbD-oQQLYOA_UaBNRVQ77hmPtZWeC39HECtUzHyGEyzLqZWtQ621q1rnBf-17PV-o/s320/DSC06996.jpg" /></a></p><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1jCPPW3EeHOjN6mPF9toeoDu4bDa5OVrHX8RXQ0YYvEtjYSvi5WQaNRSumZRIdGbNi3PCJnXUY4wuEJWhefPSndmane6KkN2HGQJCadmua5g4r2KJdtTQZDeLWc54WtVo6s1DXIKXIzg/s1600-h/DSC06984.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444802327745654594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1jCPPW3EeHOjN6mPF9toeoDu4bDa5OVrHX8RXQ0YYvEtjYSvi5WQaNRSumZRIdGbNi3PCJnXUY4wuEJWhefPSndmane6KkN2HGQJCadmua5g4r2KJdtTQZDeLWc54WtVo6s1DXIKXIzg/s320/DSC06984.jpg" /></a></p><br /><div>So the party was a huge sucess! We had Karoyke, and the place was packed!! I also did a video montage of my mom's life that ran all night on the TV...from the time she was born to present day....most of her childhood pics she had never even see before because they were all on slides. Thanks to my Grandpa who mailed me the slides, and I got them printed to the tune of $70 for 30 pics!!! (crazy eh?), the video was a hit too. I know she loves it and I'm happy to have done that.</div><br /><div><br />I'm happy to have made my mom's day special. And moreover, I'm happy it's done!!!!! It was a crazy 6 weeks prior, but well worth it!!!!!!!</div></div></div>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-67835801933035943012010-03-08T17:39:00.000-08:002010-03-08T18:09:22.771-08:00AH-HA!I found them....after literally <span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"><strong><em>SEARCHING</em></strong></span> my comp for <strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><em>HOURS</em></span></strong>, I finally found the pics to the blog post below....<strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;">WOOOHOOOO!!!!!</span></strong><br /><div><div><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div></div><div>Here they are, our trip to Niagara!</div><br /><br /><div>For those who have never seen it, here's a great shot of Niagara Falls in the Winter...looks cold eh? Well it is!</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446445599193116578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8WCfn7FjdU-Vp1aynRsx4GxgHHn38hy-YrBy5QkeDcw_BcvkDETBie6wbof5dpnbTAqGn0bmpBelLirVvlxgCdQQSyGnwC2C816LvDI1MvvYDHMAI7QdyBvdj6t6OcOAWu9nIEsE-j4A/s320/DSC06727.jpg" /><br /><div>And of course a couple of family shots at the Falls...not so great, but remember, it really IS cold!</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446447697395757778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzwRpzhRayUAkDCJ_CbekV_xJOn-16JwHiOKnHw9HRmSQfQ82hxlZn2s1cRptACBM_zIQjpCC7uqQ0PPcQxuE_7EroSFI1RQEeTpge7IsgeGGMewciK4X_GTtDg2QM-lLx1_tCSwCMBgI/s320/DSC06740.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446447696783159906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmidp5bzRwFZXbMQYf2HjkHhp2P6fOkhJ_v63B6HYVIKljANmi-hFbBy67h8CrYI0yru2971w8y9wnxcWnv_PvdM3PeWEJEWxsSkbXPUaKlSdcdU_52FD2RUxF806IUcnUF1bDu1WZPk/s320/DSC06739.jpg" /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>We did some fun things too, here we are at one of the moving theatres, and lunch at one of my favorite restaurants, The Rainforest Cafe. Food, average, ambiance, AWESOME!</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446447704616029346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUDJbOecJnRJkN57lS3q84hjobT6GEasTLbVfuJ7z-DGPLotRzIxYmWrbbUlJtVpYNtZp7XxMLDKYEza9_zEAksFsxgGQjy_RqyL-1AZb4wxXWQqdcn56y0P41kWsEh8cW3CuCu5s4tcA/s320/DSC06746.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446447715459624162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixGQJpzS_0N4tI9SHGYk22nxuyntRgzSJYHzjMDUmsARAnwmxG2dVRE0oc1lZr0rzzY1CHFj-EQQRkJcdhzagpy-1-ZScVsPDrPNvlMGR8z31OT-9amWzHHh9y9dKWos9mN69I5P1tT6E/s320/DSC06908.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446449416222645682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhITP7kkCPgX2caqI81YpAS9aitPMrANPibNJ6oe0tIx11Z1iIaCCdhrt3nIU65WPUNhWT397U7cNSaC9CZUx3hkTre47SqgIojUqzkfPPkp7U0EbRNBBcMLpeXpslEZj7KCYuXhNR4t9o/s320/DSC06931.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446445607839183106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6m9mvjv8ZCpsGTXs9VBeIPr2NBLtqtjngfSVwMhyphenhyphenBwzM33A2lovimmui2ib72jX3OUXiO9LCU7SGDH77Yj4OGcRrlRl2qhBkJIPwBPKQ5GlnzFHvCNECHXARMV2sJ2vLPdQgg4BiavqI/s320/DSC06932.jpg" /> Lastly, a nice shot of Ian and I on our <span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Valentines dinner.</strong> <span style="color:#000000;">Yes, I know...I'm really behind here.</span> </span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446447710273612066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipcUKJNY1RSKZA8lTKjT0QLN6sI1H3856hH_VCTTOMyIfYcsFJuDzQIQnSWTXaiIswCdFnMFZHSt899DfgTOFwtNgrK2jy8CPsorxJXpeU2WCYKy4x8z6ncuSwBB8NjAyut7NZtScareo/s320/DSC06754.jpg" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-34530290605730775702010-03-04T07:33:00.001-08:002010-03-04T07:43:48.048-08:00Valentines...and Family Day<strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#990000;">Crap</span></strong>...I had a shit load of really good pictures, but I think I dumped them accidently? I checked my recycle bin, <strong>can't find it anywhere</strong>. I'm so upset!!<br /><br />So no pics, but I can say we had a great time. Because Valentines was the day before Family Day, we sort of celebrated it together.<br /><br />On family day my entire family, my brother and his wife, my sister and her 'husband' and her daughter, my other brother and his girlfriend and my parents all head to Niagara Falls for a night of family, fun and relaxation together. We've done it every year since family day started 3 years ago.<br /><br /><br /><br />So...that's where we were. My son babysat (and made a ton of money) for a few hours while us adults went to dinner for Valentines night, then my mom stayed back while we grabbed Anthony and took him out and did the Clifton Hill thing, went through good ol' Nightmares...which we all LOVE and Frankinstein which is sort of dull to say the least.<br /><br />Monday was family day and we went and did some bowling at the new bowling alley there, and walked the hill down to the falls. I had some really really great pictures...I'm so upset they're all gone. Where oh where could my pictures have gone????????????<br /><br />Other than that, not much else happened...it was a happy weekend and nice to spend it all together as a family.<br /><br />Oh, yeah, and I got my haircut. No official pictures of that, but you can sort of see in in this one....<br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz5RLWTmk3wmrpp_GJ0jxgsZvEDsDqW-A7mvuynDtfYFO7BjktCY1vplYkzAtZ8knrdgPTSkaYdA0d7XHjlZt7jAQX2ONpjuuo3_BA_E7I_AtZMrTTqFzHtYDwXXO4eWGpeJiPSrC0pCI/s1600-h/DSC06986.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444803928690403458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz5RLWTmk3wmrpp_GJ0jxgsZvEDsDqW-A7mvuynDtfYFO7BjktCY1vplYkzAtZ8knrdgPTSkaYdA0d7XHjlZt7jAQX2ONpjuuo3_BA_E7I_AtZMrTTqFzHtYDwXXO4eWGpeJiPSrC0pCI/s320/DSC06986.jpg" /></a></p>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-76544067585907929762010-03-02T15:34:00.000-08:002010-03-02T15:37:05.007-08:00It's already March!Time is sure slllliiipppppinnnngggg by me, faster than you can imagine!<br /><br />I can't believe it's March, and it was late December since I last posted. Shame on me! Sigh.<br /><br />January was a pretty dull month...so I don't really have an excuses, except to say that there really was nothing to blog about.<br /><br />Februray has been very busy, with tons of events and activities and over the next few days I plan to blog all about it.<br /><br />March is here, so I have some catching up to do....stay tuned!MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-46044349908269555162009-12-28T17:14:00.000-08:002009-12-28T18:43:01.755-08:00Christmas SpiritChristmas come and gone but the memories forever.<br /><br />Everyone who knows me, knows that Christmas is my favorite favorite holiday. In fact I tell them all too often, lol, but it's true. I can't put my finger on why exactly, but I'm going to try in as short amount of words as possible.<br /><br />Each year we head to church on Christmas Eve for the uplifting celebration of Jesus's birth. What a glorious day that was, and a time to celebrate. It always bring me great joy to know that someone, somewhere is looking out for me, had died for me, is walking this life with me. And it all started with the birth of a baby, a baby sent from God.<br /><br />Christmas is about <span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Hope and Faith</strong></span><br /></span><br />Christmas Eve is at my house and has been for well over a decade now. It all started out with a friendship when I was 10 years old with a little girl named Michelle. Soon after our families became friends and we became like sisters. If you do the math, that was 22 years ago. Over the last year my 'sister' and I have hardly spoken, let alone seen each other. Simply our priorities were wrong, and we've somewhat let it go. Christmas Eve is a time to all get together with our extended family, and as tradition has it, our 'extended family' join us despite our lack of involvement recently. With good food, carolling, and lots of laughs. We both agreed that we needed to set our priorities right again for the new year.<br /><br />Christmas is about <span style="color:#006600;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Rebuilding and Renewing Friendships.</span></strong><br /></span><br /><div><div><div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqwv9_p4A3kfFWhPbqhFj37vWbMDO1hvzMsLB1HfalOz-SDSB7eYWIkcQ9YfhkRq5-yqtPEVWtJb7mQs_x-nNoOZgcpCZSbnQDVyE85CGtaxp4j_ZMKKXvFa5IwkQ5fCTDyYJWNktjMAs/s1600-h/christmas+2009+128.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 231px; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420463115701550466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqwv9_p4A3kfFWhPbqhFj37vWbMDO1hvzMsLB1HfalOz-SDSB7eYWIkcQ9YfhkRq5-yqtPEVWtJb7mQs_x-nNoOZgcpCZSbnQDVyE85CGtaxp4j_ZMKKXvFa5IwkQ5fCTDyYJWNktjMAs/s320/christmas+2009+128.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5kzyWa6SHiA1kC1APXYAMlUYkG-KHTe_Pydf0S9Xw5104X7tAuBXeMqCYCDesz9HxiXgXj_a237BbWCWqNcl_XOLMvKQqtrMwoNInv2aW3S_rMWzagKcTR86UkDyTxEe6ssVbHQoRvUo/s1600-h/christmas+2009+126.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 206px; HEIGHT: 171px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420463112490676306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5kzyWa6SHiA1kC1APXYAMlUYkG-KHTe_Pydf0S9Xw5104X7tAuBXeMqCYCDesz9HxiXgXj_a237BbWCWqNcl_XOLMvKQqtrMwoNInv2aW3S_rMWzagKcTR86UkDyTxEe6ssVbHQoRvUo/s320/christmas+2009+126.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0ZgwGN5PVIUrwJp86iMu8NzQgzQ0g3XRnJCKVHX1TfYo31pM_L_7vSlsmli5NQWrt04FRBUGPFTsGMatNywiGAPApb4pfq-hTjHNxrVlCvcHG8-LAwrCh21vTjzxwi11XiY354Gs9ZRE/s1600-h/christmas+2009+113.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420463110480806850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0ZgwGN5PVIUrwJp86iMu8NzQgzQ0g3XRnJCKVHX1TfYo31pM_L_7vSlsmli5NQWrt04FRBUGPFTsGMatNywiGAPApb4pfq-hTjHNxrVlCvcHG8-LAwrCh21vTjzxwi11XiY354Gs9ZRE/s320/christmas+2009+113.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center">Taylor in the Chocolate Fountain</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-5JIn8mVj6wAUu4kc4FnbWYG2XD7-aplXSRngHjzz3xWi6SUQjlRSLQFt6jXa9xsC4zlpxiwovXkQgYYShpVm7Hda4m3LPFqV4kXmO1ZxHf6hyphenhyphenobuHlxa-M8tKVNu48FZN6J3-lUXN-Q/s1600-h/christmas+2009+108.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 218px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420461105235106786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-5JIn8mVj6wAUu4kc4FnbWYG2XD7-aplXSRngHjzz3xWi6SUQjlRSLQFt6jXa9xsC4zlpxiwovXkQgYYShpVm7Hda4m3LPFqV4kXmO1ZxHf6hyphenhyphenobuHlxa-M8tKVNu48FZN6J3-lUXN-Q/s320/christmas+2009+108.jpg" /></a></div><div>Each morning we all wake together and race down the stairs to see if Santa came. The stockings are hung by the fireplace, and the next morning they are filled to the brim by a jolly ol person. The kids are filled with delight as they see the room magically transformed with Santa's surprises.</div><div></div><div>Chrismtas is about <span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Magic</span></strong> </span><span style="font-size:100%;">no matter what age you are...</span></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNwdrkAeNCD8sq9HAZBGqARVu4DObILKlI3rMMXhbj2AVBNMpiFTym5lQhQ2TFoLMrEJWYItmmFHTZ5tjSXhgDebg7KFAtecFMnYdrdLnrQ2GLiKTaiu5iYW-Fl25ilv8gc8jHrIID6Pw/s1600-h/christmas+2009+173.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 224px; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420463131314302706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNwdrkAeNCD8sq9HAZBGqARVu4DObILKlI3rMMXhbj2AVBNMpiFTym5lQhQ2TFoLMrEJWYItmmFHTZ5tjSXhgDebg7KFAtecFMnYdrdLnrQ2GLiKTaiu5iYW-Fl25ilv8gc8jHrIID6Pw/s320/christmas+2009+173.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim8ZdOzeLBmh480Sga6PL-ptNl2I1tHpeJ7aP80_2At5fiQGtDGut0Bur8684M_bgB7hKwkdWDKzSo7x4dEbJ28oqPdCEwPTo0kGcs0FF7UQ3jlPMheYY2Kj8_GDugVEtzBquePY-Yy7Q/s1600-h/christmas+2009+149.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420463124013950754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim8ZdOzeLBmh480Sga6PL-ptNl2I1tHpeJ7aP80_2At5fiQGtDGut0Bur8684M_bgB7hKwkdWDKzSo7x4dEbJ28oqPdCEwPTo0kGcs0FF7UQ3jlPMheYY2Kj8_GDugVEtzBquePY-Yy7Q/s320/christmas+2009+149.jpg" /></a></p><div>After our Santa gifts are complete it's tradition to have a tiny junk food breakfast. In fact every year Toaster Strudell it seems to be. Last year I went the Pop Tart route and got an earful. Afterwards we head over to the tree where the family gifts are randomly placed. Anthony wore the Santa hat and handed out the gifts. We all took our time opening each one and marvelling in joy each gift brought.</div><div></div><div>Christmas is about the joy of <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;">Giving</span></strong></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXpgmK85lzJlvJLsc4gWN3Y4bMtbYZvKho3USnc9F9_EZUZoItsm-FevVnZ2vG5HtjwLglr1a4E-koWSHYbjKHLPG2bjEoG9HEx3L9raz78vx26ffWEUNgv_n2hOPZ38aMCDh-n9upQZU/s1600-h/christmas+2009+178.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420482236459617026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXpgmK85lzJlvJLsc4gWN3Y4bMtbYZvKho3USnc9F9_EZUZoItsm-FevVnZ2vG5HtjwLglr1a4E-koWSHYbjKHLPG2bjEoG9HEx3L9raz78vx26ffWEUNgv_n2hOPZ38aMCDh-n9upQZU/s320/christmas+2009+178.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /> align="left">Seeing the looks on each others faces it precious. It makes everything building up to Christmas worth it. Seeing the looks and expressions of children, is even more delightful. It's like living life through them and going back in time.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Christmas is about <span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Re-visiting the child in you</strong></span>.</span></div><div></div><div></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLYdKoBv2aWZRW_0nTu0MpZXWTKdK8xAHdQUy_darllMo9iUNmSbwZDnO-Gqypy_xvYVzUo97UvLU3U_fIzQY34FcYi1w3VXhKGPh-BuCnRVmJU9tku2jdfC7_1NrZVsOS55-Pu3CqEAk/s1600-h/christmas+2009+187.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420464513073060882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLYdKoBv2aWZRW_0nTu0MpZXWTKdK8xAHdQUy_darllMo9iUNmSbwZDnO-Gqypy_xvYVzUo97UvLU3U_fIzQY34FcYi1w3VXhKGPh-BuCnRVmJU9tku2jdfC7_1NrZVsOS55-Pu3CqEAk/s320/christmas+2009+187.jpg" /></a></p><p align="left">After our presents are all done, it's time for a proper and rather large breakfast. With bacon, eggs, toast, and goodies a plenty. We all sit and eat together and talk about the morning...</p><p align="left">Christmas is about <strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#006600;">Appreciation</span> </span></strong></p><p align="left">Then we head over to my mom's place. Sometimes it switches locations, (mine) but it's not the house that houses the family but the people in it. What's special is we all get together. For a big family like mine, there are lots of mixed personalities, some like oil and water, some like butter and a microwave, but despite it all, noone in my family would ever miss getting together for Christmas. We put aside our differences, and cherish each other and how lucky we are to all be together.</p><p align="left">Christmas is about <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Peace</span></strong> and <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Love</span></strong></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgowdmA7CELmG19W9rhfWJNZS9tAz_crGX5a_tGFVDsEkT-ySUmbS15M95rR4jj3JEMmHW7Fw1m7qAutvuvnejLQ2GHG-EzZsw0hDsZ6zecBOwA49lvzvMfM5LWse4grqnDe1XtFezjD4k/s1600-h/christmas+2009+031.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420461100660631906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgowdmA7CELmG19W9rhfWJNZS9tAz_crGX5a_tGFVDsEkT-ySUmbS15M95rR4jj3JEMmHW7Fw1m7qAutvuvnejLQ2GHG-EzZsw0hDsZ6zecBOwA49lvzvMfM5LWse4grqnDe1XtFezjD4k/s320/christmas+2009+031.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVkPKZhApsnRrlpLR4MhEpJy05xNz9xOGOIa3ZOCjbcgX6_Tn_hSkSV3HX5jP0vjVq3JvrrrV3YPpvcFc2Bioo0xBVQ8LSR2XX-IblK5PXHx37A4njx-jugyLupF8wwm1y6OhcTt6teHk/s1600-h/21562_222164494481_501729481_3058302_1896438_n.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 221px; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420461093657803170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVkPKZhApsnRrlpLR4MhEpJy05xNz9xOGOIa3ZOCjbcgX6_Tn_hSkSV3HX5jP0vjVq3JvrrrV3YPpvcFc2Bioo0xBVQ8LSR2XX-IblK5PXHx37A4njx-jugyLupF8wwm1y6OhcTt6teHk/s320/21562_222164494481_501729481_3058302_1896438_n.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjTv57QajK-oyOjHKrRYZ8PKg_gWvrVdZPYfZDqUz5LVd1UvvTqQI0DNOulvxTIJBHwBu5iZJMMHsnMJqfM7_vTb8Tf_igy5I5I8uUg9LTD6Rmonyb7DwqmGw_GzI3uDAs7t0a5JIPqjs/s1600-h/21562_222164489481_501729481_3058301_2354103_n.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 245px; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420461089386457170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjTv57QajK-oyOjHKrRYZ8PKg_gWvrVdZPYfZDqUz5LVd1UvvTqQI0DNOulvxTIJBHwBu5iZJMMHsnMJqfM7_vTb8Tf_igy5I5I8uUg9LTD6Rmonyb7DwqmGw_GzI3uDAs7t0a5JIPqjs/s320/21562_222164489481_501729481_3058301_2354103_n.jpg" /></a></div><p align="left">This year my Dad spent many hours working on a special project for his two grand-daughters. A trunk that can start off as a toy box and grow with them through the years to be a Chest. He did this with love, he did this because he wanted something special for them to last a lifetime, and it is beautiful.</p><p align="left">Christmas is about <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;">Thinking of others</span></strong></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlhh0FERFYR4Q6Qf-CU9520JTAmtd5imP6pLGRps2VtsqeADb6BWnDouwncn1YVH4FcWbuY0SoAmYdr_0MTdMAEveje-U8YyjvlZbAAs4NOs1_43Ua0VBLmB9gsJ-XlzBIIqv4BE14Nqw/s1600-h/DSC06649.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 318px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420464528335650930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlhh0FERFYR4Q6Qf-CU9520JTAmtd5imP6pLGRps2VtsqeADb6BWnDouwncn1YVH4FcWbuY0SoAmYdr_0MTdMAEveje-U8YyjvlZbAAs4NOs1_43Ua0VBLmB9gsJ-XlzBIIqv4BE14Nqw/s320/DSC06649.jpg" /></a></p><div>Christmas means so much to me, there are not enough words. But it's more than presents and food...it's friends, family, smiles and laughter. Memories and sweet nothings. </div><div></div><div>Christmas is about <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Happiness, Kindness and Care</span></strong></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYIu5etC8eYYP7hmd80DDBLZJjzZ9ChRPXadkenYIIPK4aYiJZnyh8VbbG1MC8kmb51fjOUFeXLFRgsdnaz9QyXdV0fFDnjNFkzox4E1jHYFQurLRYIvoSO6vVTSRyxxIirWp_TFlJK0E/s1600-h/DSC06558.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 161px; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420464519518371266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYIu5etC8eYYP7hmd80DDBLZJjzZ9ChRPXadkenYIIPK4aYiJZnyh8VbbG1MC8kmb51fjOUFeXLFRgsdnaz9QyXdV0fFDnjNFkzox4E1jHYFQurLRYIvoSO6vVTSRyxxIirWp_TFlJK0E/s320/DSC06558.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD5OX-4hIqVdiWVMhpU7-iZm0_JcdBSr2cDXmtBkqzPDXbWfZFGU-IRJKdeebpdBW6wQRIdw5HGRF9qmXR9xQUXGx9WngyGFzaHMqhJr4K2cqKIskJQCNgKB7UtbriU-F2R6O9ffdq5BQ/s1600-h/DSC06575.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420464520410573122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD5OX-4hIqVdiWVMhpU7-iZm0_JcdBSr2cDXmtBkqzPDXbWfZFGU-IRJKdeebpdBW6wQRIdw5HGRF9qmXR9xQUXGx9WngyGFzaHMqhJr4K2cqKIskJQCNgKB7UtbriU-F2R6O9ffdq5BQ/s320/DSC06575.jpg" /></a></div><div><br />So you see there is a lot to Christmas or whatever holiday it is you celebrate, that no matter who you are, or where you come from, you can take something from the holiday and use it all year long. I try my best to use all things that Christmas brings and keep it up through the year, and though we faulter, if we remember the <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;">spirit </span></strong>of the holiday, we'd all be better off. </div><div></div><div></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>I hope you had a Happy Holiday, that you found the same Spirit that I do each and every year.</strong></span></div><div></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimkG5qnRT99VKL3lQB_L3ZdBQ1tqAXmVy3KIJwa_6fZhUwKgHRsZ-LOVXVjjctzFjbYyFHPdFyqNyINR_OOgNzqZ08GYFIqYvCeDThjMKqtdpJMohDRo5-RoCYKBj6823MT2jvMVROcgM/s1600-h/July2009+436.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420465502316938850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimkG5qnRT99VKL3lQB_L3ZdBQ1tqAXmVy3KIJwa_6fZhUwKgHRsZ-LOVXVjjctzFjbYyFHPdFyqNyINR_OOgNzqZ08GYFIqYvCeDThjMKqtdpJMohDRo5-RoCYKBj6823MT2jvMVROcgM/s320/July2009+436.jpg" /></a></p></div></div></div>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-76143238752179894362009-12-18T22:59:00.000-08:002009-12-18T23:33:43.093-08:00Just 5 days till Christmas!!!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf1rKBnIpH_vpxi88mzrm4noFL55lWJD_dbg25DdQd22fMa_5KgKhJGPxBHFOB0xb2szO19iV4p_EeNohTzche3eUtRXEbfZ7TPp_tI-Gvh9wwAMQZlZ7H8dK5LDw5ESytZbX9IfGOA8c/s1600-h/DSC06180.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416846600360126802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf1rKBnIpH_vpxi88mzrm4noFL55lWJD_dbg25DdQd22fMa_5KgKhJGPxBHFOB0xb2szO19iV4p_EeNohTzche3eUtRXEbfZ7TPp_tI-Gvh9wwAMQZlZ7H8dK5LDw5ESytZbX9IfGOA8c/s320/DSC06180.jpg" /></a> I can hardly believe it, it's been a worldwind of events, activities and emotions that well...there is just 5 days left till XMAS! <div><div><div><br /><div></div><div>Xmas is my favorite favorite holiday, not season, but holiday. In case I haven't told you in the past.... :D</div><br /><div></div><div>Can't say I've been doing much to update on except attending school plays, Christmas Shopping, Christmas Parties, preparing for the new year, and well...more shopping. ;)</div><br /><div></div><div>Taylor had her school play, she sang in both French and English, oh my it was soooo cute!</div><br /><div>Bailey, wow, I am just amazed! He too had his school play and the improvement from last year to this year is striking! In his sign, in his mobility, and comprehension, I have videos of his last year's performance and am just delighted over his accomplishements. He was so cute up there, did his entire part without any help. <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">>>>>>Proud Mama here <<<<<</span></strong></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrHvybGmfThApVzir2JNfr3Ffy4ImSXo0RkIpmDLgks_7SdVYPx5QgKrG1bfduwv6YznQc1qL6CEz-bOoC3r5IKaLd7SyfrrgMPLezoNohZejiRd428TwQ3mWNFK-m73zA23nEE_xgBWk/s1600-h/DSC06243.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416846595682987874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrHvybGmfThApVzir2JNfr3Ffy4ImSXo0RkIpmDLgks_7SdVYPx5QgKrG1bfduwv6YznQc1qL6CEz-bOoC3r5IKaLd7SyfrrgMPLezoNohZejiRd428TwQ3mWNFK-m73zA23nEE_xgBWk/s320/DSC06243.jpg" /></a><br /><div>We go tommorrow to get Santa pics done at the mall, but we did get them done earlier with a Santa at the dentist office at their party, but it's not the same. Still I got some pics, beware, cute pic alert.</div><br /><div></div><div>Not much under the tree yet, got lots of wrapping to do this weekend, and a housefull of laundry, and a table filled with <span style="font-size:85%;">neglected</span> paperwork. Whose got time for paperwork when I'm having so much fun shopping?</div><br /><br /><div></div><div>Tommorrow we're doing a mini extended family Christmas party....my Grandpa is leaving for Alberta this week to visit family so we're doing a little something something to say Merry Christmas before he goes.</div><div></div><br /><div>That's about it, I'll let the pics do the rest of the talking....... <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKKv2SNRRF9fCi9VN0RUoujggvFQuWzfe1N96FeMdHA6BD_LROs7JJb_v_ToR549H59PksttZ09IoP7CUpY6S5-dX9nJeRr238b7Up5opZ0rUxDGLHftmAcSV_zz_adw-i-vJq8MguDJ4/s1600-h/DSC06261.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416846584490325762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKKv2SNRRF9fCi9VN0RUoujggvFQuWzfe1N96FeMdHA6BD_LROs7JJb_v_ToR549H59PksttZ09IoP7CUpY6S5-dX9nJeRr238b7Up5opZ0rUxDGLHftmAcSV_zz_adw-i-vJq8MguDJ4/s320/DSC06261.jpg" /></a></div></div></div></div>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-11066517476599487242009-12-04T16:00:00.001-08:002009-12-04T16:39:38.084-08:00Tickled Pink/hihi<br /><br />So as you may have noticed I've been revamping my blog...<br /><br />Normally, I call my favorite <strike>techie</strike> friend Sarah to help me figure things out. Afterall I think she is the blog Queen. Bowing to you S :)<br /><br />But, at some point I had to venture out in the world of Html, and start figuring some of this stuff out on my own. Many many hours later, late nights and a few curse words I got some new stuff going on. <br /><br />Like I know how to <strike>strike</strike>, I can't believe I didn't do this before! I just love it!<br /><br />And notice my Christmas countdown? And my visitors count. Oh wait, I revamped the entire Html for my template, to adjust the sizes of the side bars, add a picture slideshow, which originally didn't fit!<br /><br />And now my latest is this /wahaha How great is this!!!!<br /><br />I'm just tickled pink of my success! It's a good day today!!! <br />/byeMyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-39702596518981239642009-12-01T19:19:00.000-08:002009-12-01T20:19:54.918-08:00Pee, Poo, Litter Boxes and FurTell me again why I got cats?<br /><div><div></div><br /><div>Somedays I wonder why....</div><br /><div></div><div>....when I'm cleaning up the poop from in front of a CLEAN litterbox because my oldest cat Jake won't poop in it.....</div><div></div><br /><div>....when I discover pee on my brand new carpet or in my CLEAN basket of laundry from a cat I can't seem to figure out which one</div><br /><div></div><div>....when I am vacuuming up fur off the new Chicago chair in the bsmt cause Malik thinks its the new bed</div><div></div><br /><div>.....when their literally climbing IN the Christmas tree looking for goodies to play with</div><br /><div>why, oh why did I get cats?</div><div></div><br /><div>Then these moment happen and how could I have resisted? They are just so darn cute! In the rare moments they are good...</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHjfZa3AX9pPUIxuzJDcBa21yqHb918wEl84MmFfidnPi7JRtuF8apuqRP0L7t0XU7cF2VxpBg7JKTkfhBHrY_plXgDI3kG9DSUtqY-EqA7WR7KBY7iuJKk_6wdzUT3REFmRo8RgkKxRE/s1600/DSC06091.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409598188910249490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHjfZa3AX9pPUIxuzJDcBa21yqHb918wEl84MmFfidnPi7JRtuF8apuqRP0L7t0XU7cF2VxpBg7JKTkfhBHrY_plXgDI3kG9DSUtqY-EqA7WR7KBY7iuJKk_6wdzUT3REFmRo8RgkKxRE/s320/DSC06091.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>Who needs presents?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih71wvFFX9yvWZqXbr0Y6Kl5IhgpkUBgtJo92wcb_IJGmb-DMEFeTAevF3wqCIU_4iPCGu-ohHIpOjibq1WiEY81RxMN2LlYE-G96sRm8tB-nAFWK1d0ScfXOaA-4A2n5AiGcugIfCo7s/s1600/DSC06094.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409598197192833154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih71wvFFX9yvWZqXbr0Y6Kl5IhgpkUBgtJo92wcb_IJGmb-DMEFeTAevF3wqCIU_4iPCGu-ohHIpOjibq1WiEY81RxMN2LlYE-G96sRm8tB-nAFWK1d0ScfXOaA-4A2n5AiGcugIfCo7s/s320/DSC06094.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-27025936629506511062009-11-29T13:00:00.000-08:002009-11-29T10:54:51.534-08:00Eyes that smile<div align="center">Is this a face an auntie can resist? Her entire face lights up when she smiles...her eyes even smile. How darn cute is this girl. I'm just <span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>LOVING</strong> </span>being an aunt, <span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>LOVING</strong> </span>having a baby in the house, gates, car seats, strollers, diapers and all.</div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2UIknzzgmU1__M9zT-P2mUULgt34UpvY8s6eiNl1hNIMyWgyLSVvN32OAlHbDJvn-PbciEr0_GAJbFGlpx-t9G7zbm0CSEAqRMxKtE8hcuagINED7SKZ1wvZlOamHFgZbLBu0LMfhv1A/s1600/DSC06101.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409596974218182322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2UIknzzgmU1__M9zT-P2mUULgt34UpvY8s6eiNl1hNIMyWgyLSVvN32OAlHbDJvn-PbciEr0_GAJbFGlpx-t9G7zbm0CSEAqRMxKtE8hcuagINED7SKZ1wvZlOamHFgZbLBu0LMfhv1A/s320/DSC06101.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center">I think I'm in trouble....or at least hubby is anyways........a whole other week to enjoy this precious face!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIElmOyo90sSSrAzf1KTwd34iVxOdXu4UT2fwABRZeildGCuaeS_DoHelt1zMylhabE2Co9oIdEfSXXNF963nBbOVYHiJSfvPz-WKphllm28agSMQ2WAwMvauuFJM7OY5lBRamtIJohlo/s1600/DSC06114.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 310px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409597199202738914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIElmOyo90sSSrAzf1KTwd34iVxOdXu4UT2fwABRZeildGCuaeS_DoHelt1zMylhabE2Co9oIdEfSXXNF963nBbOVYHiJSfvPz-WKphllm28agSMQ2WAwMvauuFJM7OY5lBRamtIJohlo/s320/DSC06114.jpg" /></a></div>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-23741549211871517932009-11-28T23:00:00.000-08:002009-11-28T23:03:05.906-08:00New Journey, New BlogCyn, you catch on quick...lol. Yes, there is a tidbit on my sidebar, and well, time to make the official announcement. I'm beginning a new surrogacy journey, and with that a new Surrogacy blog. If your interested, here is the link!<br /><br /><a href="http://growingfamiliessurrogacystyle.blogspot.com/">http://growingfamiliessurrogacystyle.blogspot.com/</a>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-90850441164518499452009-11-27T19:21:00.000-08:002009-11-27T19:37:25.392-08:00WeirdThat's really the only way I can describe my week...with it's ups and downs. Very tired, very busy, and I got my niece here with me during the day as I'm babysitting for the next two weeks.<br /><br />Hubby got pulled over in the car because he didn't have a sticker AND couldn't find the registration papers. Okkkkaaaayyyyy. He got a warning. Police went back to his car and typed in our plate numbers and says theirs no registry on it for this year, that the plates expired in July.<br /><br />Weird, I KNOW I put a sticker on there, I know I paid for one. Check the file cabinet, thankfully I'm sort of organized, yup, I paid for one, I think, the reciept is not clear. But I swear I did. <br /><br />So down to the licensing office today, guns ablazed, ready for a big arguement that will sound something like:<br /><br />"I paid for a sticker",<br />"we don't have it on record ma'am"<br />"that may be so, but I paid for one and here's the reciept"<br />"I'm sorry that's no good you'll have to get another"<br />"What! You have got to be kidding me!"<br /><br />well, all that conversation planning...you know when you get all worked up and think of what your going to say and what you expect them to say in return? <br /><br />all of it was a waste. Weird...<br /><br />She looks up my plate and says "yup you paid" so the conversation went something like:<br />"yup I see you paid"<br />"but the police says I didn't"<br />"well it's here that you did so they must have made a mistake"<br />"but they typed in my plate and nothing was there"<br />"well they must have typed it in wrong"<br /><br />Ooookkkkaaaayyyyy............okay, thank you. So I need another sticker, someone must have stolen it off the back of my van, "$7.00 please", and that was it! New sticker problem solved...and by the way, the registration was in the van to begin with, with proof on that that we did pay...ahhhh, my sweet completely dependant husband, what would he do without me?<br /><br />Thank God for warnings....do you think the cop lied and there really was proof we paid when he typed in our plate number? Do you think just a warning was his way of saving face?<br /><br />So a down turned to and up.....gotta love roller coasters. This was the way my entire week went.....one word, WEIRD!MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-37293446274648772252009-11-27T19:18:00.000-08:002009-11-27T19:20:48.051-08:00DecorateDecorate the house.<br />Decorate the yard.<br />Decorate the bus.<br />Decorate the heart....and yes, gotta decorate the blog.<br /><br />The holidays are coming, just check out my countdown ticker below, 27 days! My favorite holiday of the year.....<span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;">squeal!</span>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-12672626001829500812009-11-25T11:04:00.000-08:002009-11-25T11:09:20.620-08:00Nat got new lungs!!!!!!! I'm so excited for her and her family, but she will continue to need our prayers as her fight on the other side continues. Wishing you all the best and all prayers being sent your way....to you Natalia and your family. See my blog below if you wish to follow her story of inspiration, love and life.<br /><br />Also, it has come to my attention that not always is it enough just to sign your donor card, you can register your wishes to donate organs at this site:<br /><a href="http://www.giftoflife.on.ca/page.cfm?id=3F79E442-F7FD-4057-AA63-7B0279A17EF1">http://www.giftoflife.on.ca/page.cfm?id=3F79E442-F7FD-4057-AA63-7B0279A17EF1</a><br />for Ontarians. If your not in Ontario, visit this site:<br /><a href="http://natandmarty.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-comeback-tour-how-you-can-help.html">http://natandmarty.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-comeback-tour-how-you-can-help.html</a><br />it is a post on Natalias blog on how to locate a registry near you.<br /><br />Thank you to the family that donated for Nat and her family, through your own sorrow and loss, you helped save another, that IS a TRUE gift. And to all those out there who have donated or agreed to let their loved ones donate, it is a remarkably selfless act of kindness and love. <br /><br />Thank you.MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-11371261175372976752009-11-15T01:43:00.000-08:002009-11-15T01:50:33.652-08:00Have you signed your donor card?I got lots to post, lots to catch up on...but today, at 4:45 in the morning, I just want to ask you...<br /><br />Have you signed your Organ Donor Card?<br /><br />For the last 2 years I have followed a courageous story of a women fighting for her life, a friend, a blogger, and fellow mother and wife, fighting with CF, awaiting new lungs.<br /><br />If you don't know her story but would like to, you can go to her blog:<br /><a href="http://natandmarty.blogspot.com/">http://natandmarty.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />it's a frank and honest blog about her struggle to stay alive for her husband, and baby, and her amazing look at life, even in the middle the most difficult moments. Follow along.<br /><br />The point of this blog, YOU can save lives, sign your donor card today, talk to your family about your wishes, give the gift of life.<br /><br />Have you signed your donor card today? I have.MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-19166206707487135902009-10-20T15:53:00.000-07:002009-11-22T17:15:25.498-08:00Still here and lovin life!<span style="color:#ffffcc;">Still here, all is good. Not much new to write about really, same ol same ol. Life is good really, busy but good!</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Since I've last blogged we've had Taylors 6th birthday, and I'm totally sucking at blogging lately so I'll have to catch up one day with Bailey and Taylor on their history blogs. But yup she turned 6, we had a little family dinner and went to play mini putt, and then a big party over the weekend, a surprise party. That's all she wanted for her b.day, was a surprise party, and no word of a lie, this little girl, barely out of diapers, CRIED! Yes, CRIED, she was so HAPPY! Um...seriously, that much emotion in a little body. It was beautiful, then she made me cry...I'm a total sucker for tears, especially tears of joy!</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Been busy with work and kids social events, playing taxi more this year than ever before. It's nice though, I don't mind, I just hate the dinner rush, trying to fix something good in 15 mins or less is hard. Any suggestions? Good recipies? I'm all in if you got any.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">This weekend was nice, Friday night I went with a friend to see New Moon, no worries, I won't comment on it, except to say it was much like Twilight acting wise, kind of dissappointing and they will never match with the book. (Most movies don't anyway). Either way it was opening night and fun to join all the teens in their excitement...brought me back to my own teens.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Yesterday was a day for the kids. Taylor learned all 26 of her sight words this week, so I took her and Bailey for a treat to Kiddieland...(and indoor playground). They had a blast really. Last night we headed off, my mom, Taylor and I to join my aunt, uncle, Grandpa and other family to see my cousins figure skate. Their in syncro skating and are absolutely beautiful on the ice. It was a 'gala' for them and always fun to go and cheer them on. I got pics, I'll be sure to share a few.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Today was busy and yet I haven't left the house, but we got a lot accomplished. I got all the house cleaning done, the laundry, bills, paperwork and filing (yeah...I don't really like paperwork), and then would you believe it, we put up the CHRISTMAS TREE! </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">So fun, I'm already in Christmas mode. We missed the Santa parade so will have to sneak to another city to catch theirs, but doesn't matter, I'm in Xmas mode. Time to start the shopping, because both trees (yup 2) are empty underneath. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Yes, 2 beautiful wonderful trees, one in the rec room in the bsmt, and one in the living room. The house is decorated, the moods is chipper and well...is it Christmas yet? </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Next week I got my niece Moyra with me in the mornings. In fact her mom's in a job training so I'll have her for 2 weeks or so...maybe more, maybe even up to 4. I'm looking forward to having a baby in my house, we'll see if that gets things going for me, or has me saying, nope no more, that's it.....</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">So that's my quick (but not so quick updaate). Kind of boring to read about.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Before I sign off can I just ask, if anyone is reading here anymore to please extend your prayers to my friend Natalia and her family. She has CF and is facing the battle of her life right now and could use all the support we can give. You can read her inspirational fight for life and love here:</span><br /><a href="http://natandmarty.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#ffffcc;">http://natandmarty.blogspot.com/</span></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Night.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"> </span>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-24127138076902363732009-10-19T18:51:00.000-07:002009-11-27T18:08:12.601-08:00Gotta get out of here<span style="color:#6600cc;">Run away, hide, no seek, whatever you might call it I <strong><em>had</em></strong> to do it. Last minute decision, which is how my life often times goes, I booked a hotel, <span style="font-size:85%;">played hookie</span> from work, took the hubby and kids and just ran. Well, drove.<br /><br />Off to Parry Sound for the weekend, no computers, no technology, very little contact with the home world, and we had a great weekend.<br /><br />I have to say that life has been so busy, between house, work, errands, people, someone wanting something, something always having to be done, I was about to loose it. I know my limits though, and so we ran away, 2.5 hours away.<br /><br />Ian has family up in Parry Sound we hadn't see in almost 2.5 years. So we thought why not take our reprieve up there, kill 2 birds with one stone.<br /><br />Our hotel was.......<em>interesting</em> to say the least. I have to say I really liked it, great amenities! Fab, room. Pool, hot tub, sauna, fitness room, squash courts, tennis courts, playground, gazebo, hiking trails, lounge (ie. small bar with pool tables), and restaurant all there. <span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>PERFECT!</strong></span><br /><br />The kids loved the pool, we swam <strong>a lot</strong>. And Anthony was having some really good workouts in the fitness room too. On Sat night Anthony stayed in the room with the little ones once they were asleep and Ian and I snuck off to the lounge for a game (or two) of pool with his sister and husband who met us there. It was nice, Ian and I rarely go "out" together so it was nice to be able to go out and yet still be 'there' at the hotel.<br /><br />For dinner on Sat, Ians sister B had us all over. It was really nice, a great visit and yummy roast dinner! It was a real treat to sit there like old times...been so long since we all just sat around her table! <strong>Thanks B!</strong><br /><br />Sunday was spent hanging around the hotel enjoying more amenities, and then a trip into town for a walk. Started off on the railroad tracks, I was so hoping a train would pass by us, no luck. Then a very very long walk of geo-caching through various parts of the town. All Ian's sisters where there, J, B and M as well as M's kids, and we had a <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">great</span> </strong>time...though 3 geo-caches in a day was a bit much for my old worn down body. 2.5 hours of hiking, the weather wasn't terrible though.<br /><br />Afterwards we went to J's house and met up with her husband and son and had dinner there. Another real treat...with some yummy food. It definately helps to cut the cost too, as it's very expensive for us to go there. It was nice to see their son V as well, the kids all played so well together.<br /><br />Sadly, we didn't get to visit much with Ian's sister M or her kids, besides the walk. I guess we were suppose to go there for Sat morning breakfast, but I didn't know of the plans, and so we sort of <span style="font-size:78%;">stood them up</span>, unintentionally. I felt so bad when I learned of this, and we were hoping they'd be able to come by after supper on Sunday. Next time I guess.....<br /><br />So that was pretty much it, or the logistics of it. What made it interesting....well...<br /><br />Where we were staying, in the building we were at, a <span style="font-size:130%;">pipe burst</span>! Yeah, you heard right, and it made for some interesting adventures. Water problems seem to follow us everywhere!!!<br /><br />It wasn't in our room but a couple of rooms down. It all started Sat morning...we had <span style="font-size:180%;">no </span>hot water. Ummm, I desperately needed a shower.......no hot water....cold shower? <strong>No way!</strong> Went to front desk, gave me another room to shower in in another building. Ooookkaaayyyy, off I go.<br /><br />All day Sat, no hot water. Sat night, horray hot water! Sunday morning kids go to use the toilet, no water pressure! Umm, front desk can we get a plunger? They come in, the water pressure is too low to flush the toilets. Guess not all is fixed.<br /><br />Oh dear, another pipe burst in yet another room! Hot water gone, oh wait, so is the cold. No water at all! Off I go to use <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">another</span></strong> room in another building just to pee!<br /><br />Sunday night we get back from town, water is working! Pressure is good, hot water, nice. But wait, water coming out of taps and toilet is like.....<strong>MUD!</strong> I mean <strong>MUD!</strong> <strong>Yuck</strong>. Front desk again, what's going on? Tell me it's normal...um, no it isn't. Bottled water please? Thank you.<br /><br />Brush our teeth, off to bed, wake up, water is clear. Talked to manager and got a free night and complimentary breaky for two, woohoo! Guess they still needed to flush the line after all the plumbing problems, hence the water color.<br /><br />Anyway, it made for some excitement, but still better than camping in a tent! <span style="font-size:85%;">(and using an outhouse)</span> All in all, a fantastic time!<br /><br />However, in my haste of fast packing and quick escaping...I fogot the camera...shite. So no pics this time. Sigh........</span>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-83268922764378444232009-10-19T18:06:00.000-07:002009-10-19T18:49:14.988-07:00A balloon and a curtain<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigoyUJLW4z6Dv62Ok508Q-CdHTpyGwNqLLkMRY2kKaiIQZDpQCPkULD4THsAjBtkfCnXsyC8Xasn_bQqW04nipSRMmBWZjOsvlFKvomvGdWmi9iAHz81yJ76gNaHP2ChVI8ULpwodC9pc/s1600-h/DSC05220.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394490676477793362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigoyUJLW4z6Dv62Ok508Q-CdHTpyGwNqLLkMRY2kKaiIQZDpQCPkULD4THsAjBtkfCnXsyC8Xasn_bQqW04nipSRMmBWZjOsvlFKvomvGdWmi9iAHz81yJ76gNaHP2ChVI8ULpwodC9pc/s320/DSC05220.JPG" /></a></p><div><br /><br /></div><div>There are many things I miss about babysitting, those baby cuddles, feeding time and well, being able to just experience life through a baby's eyes.</div><br /><p>Last week I got to babysit my niece, Moyra. She's about 15 months now and just too cute for words. Around me, she's really quiet, but last week I got some smiles and coos out of her. This is the 2nd time I got to babysit, so it was a real treat.</p><p>Now baby toys are scarce in my house, they went out when I stopped daycare and Taylor (ahem, 'I') outgrew them. BUT, years of experience has told me, who needs baby toys? </p><p>First time she came over, pots and pans were the star, nothing like the clamour of a wooden spoon and some good ol noisy pots. What a blast we had together making some real original tunes of our own.</p><p>This time around, a balloon and a curtain! Peek-a-boo was the winner through my curtain, and well not many kids don't like balloons....notice the drawings? Taylor likes balloons too!</p><p>Oh and the cats, following, watching, reaching out to touch them, laughing at them, yes those furry moving things with bells on are always pretty interesting here.</p><p>My favorite part, feeding her her bottle and having her fall asleep in my arms, ahhhh, sweet bliss, a little angel nestled in to me asleep in la la land. I actually asked Jenn to take her time getting home so I could get those cuddles in. 15 month olds only slow down at bottle time and I had to grab every chance I could get..wink wink. So mom did some errands and sweet pea fell asleep in my arms while I just soaked up all the angelic-ness I could. </p><p>Mom came in to find us all cuddle up, she knew how much it meant to me so she just quietly snuck in and sat and joined us, without waking the princess. Then....</p><p>The phone rang. UGH. Cuddle time over, sweet pea saw her momma and well, I was dissed. Oh well, the life of an auntie. I did get a good 15 minutes though....ummmm, just thinking of it brings joy to my heart.</p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsbCu-BJquWlcAz4KdFEHs4dvuIzRYfE8WVyepzPSAebXr4MRsy9xOy6eIRWyQX3cg7efTUE-tNJ8pfqZa_da7qP3br-8bYce11U5BKr2oc0Ixtk47HqhNJZjvJFZ-tEnlI3k3gALZqio/s1600-h/DSC05253.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394490686993317314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsbCu-BJquWlcAz4KdFEHs4dvuIzRYfE8WVyepzPSAebXr4MRsy9xOy6eIRWyQX3cg7efTUE-tNJ8pfqZa_da7qP3br-8bYce11U5BKr2oc0Ixtk47HqhNJZjvJFZ-tEnlI3k3gALZqio/s320/DSC05253.JPG" /></a></p>MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3884114400161673871.post-6194659744760766722009-10-03T10:15:00.000-07:002009-10-03T10:32:55.984-07:00October, really?Can you believe it? Where did September go, where did the last 3 months go actually. <br /><br />I keep saying that over and over again but when I get a chance to finally sit down and blog, I'm literally shocked each and every time at how fast time is going, I want it to slow down, I NEED it to slow down, I feel like I'm losing in the battle of time.<br /><br />Lately I've been working about 45 or so hours a week, somedays more. This is <strong>work</strong>, not renovations or home life. Add <strong>3 kids</strong> to the mix <strong>and</strong> home life, you know, errands, phone calls, cleaning, laundry, and well it seems I have very little time for anything anymore. I know it will slow down...eventually...but when? That's what I would like to know, please tell me when? I keep saying, next week, next month, and all the while there is always something new, some new crisis to keep at bay, something that takes my time away from free blogging time. <br /><br />Not saying that life isn't good, it's GREAT, but I miss blogging. I miss reading about all of my blog friends, I miss posting pictures and well just sitting about at the computer. <br /><br />I also miss scrapbooking. I haven't scrapbooked in almost a year and a half, I am someone who use to scrapbook every Friday night....it's packed away and hasnt' been brought out in a long time. <br /><br />I miss my friends, I miss parties and social gatherings, I miss chatting on the phone, ya know?<br /><br />But here in my house, with exception of my "social" being low, life is really really good. Any free time I have had I've spent with the kids, I find that as kids grow the work load doesn't really get lighter, it just changes. And it's fun from beginning to end. I still want to get to the zoo again before it gets too cold, maybe the Halloween Haunt might be a fun thing to try out??<br /><br />Taylors started her sparks, Bailey has moved up to Scouts and Anthony remains in Ventures. All the kids love it, and I love that they love it. We also attended Taylors 1st school council, which went really well, and we go to meet Bailey's teacher on Monday as we couldn't do the 'meet the teacher night' because we had another engagement that we couldn't get out of and was booked long ago. That's another thing, despite there being 2 of us, we are constantly having conflicting schedules and even if we split up, there are still sometimes things we cannot go to or attend...how does a single parent of multiple children do it? CRAZY!!!<br /><br />The house is looking good and clean...okay maybe not right now, but clean enough. Today we need to take whatever spare time we have and get the garage cleaned up and the bar started. I really would like to have that done by Thanksgiving, cause for some crazy reason I volunteered to have Thanksgiving here!<br /><br />AHHH, half the time I do it to myself. Well at least I'm alive, and life, my life, keeps me alive.<br /><br />Life is good!MyLifeMyWorldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17054054584943097332noreply@blogger.com2