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Tackle It Tuesday

I'm trying something new today that I found at 5 Minutes For Mom. The goal...exactly what you think. Find a project (big or small) that you haven't found time for and "tackle it".

So I did. I cleaned out the cabinets of the bathroom, tossed some old crap and rearranged things. I also cleaned the cupboard doors, took the faucet covers off and cleaned around the taps (everybody all together now....ewwwwwww). I also did something I've been dying to try...the old shaving foam on the mirror thing. Now I'm second guessing myself...was it foam or cream...I'm not sure if I did it right but hey who cares.

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There Should Be A Law Against This!

Crap...crappity...crap...crap.

I knew as soon as I started I shouldn't have done it. There was a little voice in my head screaming at me to stop, but did I listen nooooooo. I have a good excuse, really I do. His hair was so long, and there were scissors RIGHT THERE. So I thought I would just snip a little off. Hmm....crooked...snip a bit more.

Still crooked but I know what will fix it! CLIPPERS!!!

Didn't fix.

Epic fail.

Well...

Those boxes are still sitting down there, in the dark. I picked my way through the chaos gingerly on my way to throw The Boy's diapers in the wash and I glanced in their direction. On my way back upstairs I paused and resigned myself to at least taking a box upstairs. I tromped over some bags and junk and finally looked into the first box. Ew. Dusty old dishes, nothing like a little tacky crockery to brighten your day. I bravely closed the lid and fled back upstairs to entertain myself with my laminator.

So here I am. Laying in bed and I can hear the spiders taunting me...from the depths of those boxes.

Aw well. Tomorrow is a new day. Maybe, just maybe I'll look in another box.

Ugh

I should really be downstairs sorting out the cess pool we call a basement. I'm not sure why we've kept so. much. stuff. Ugh. So I'm sitting here procrastinating the long walk down the stairs and trying to find a way to move a large heavy box upstairs so I don't have to stay downstairs in the dark, damp, cold basement.

So far, this is working just wonderfully. I've spent some time checking the news, watching tv, reading some blogs.

But I'm not going to be able to put this off much longer. *sigh* So soon I will drag my sorry self downstairs and poke through some boxes, worrying the entire time about spiders and other various creepy crawlies touching me or coming in my vicinity. So think of me some time this evening...possibly later depending on how long I can continue to fight the urge to organize.

BOO

Another beautiful sun shiny day here! I think I must be suffering from cabin fever. I really want to paint the kitchen. I'm tired of staring at white (okay whitish walls)...they're so unbelievably BLAH. Now all I need to do is convince Scott that this is something that needs to be done...or bribery...wait I'm broke...no bribery....damn.

MC has been feeding himself breakfast, in our painfully dull white kitchen. I don't know how he doesn't lose his appetite in our horrible white kitchen. So meal times are becoming a rather messy but fun time. Obviously he wears more food than he eats, but that's okay. The whole spoon to mouth thing is coming along for the most part...except when he misses, then not so much.

He's also discovered the game Peek a Boo. Fascinating stuff. Cover eyes, uncover eyes, cover eyes, uncover eyes. Yup, f-a-s-c-i-n-a-t-i-n-g. Over and over...cute stuff though. I'm his mom, I have to say that :P

Anticipation

It's that weird time of year. The winter is coming to a close and the clocks have changed, making the days seem longer.

Today the sun is shining brightly making spring seem not so far away. The huge slab of snow covering our grass says otherwise. I did see my first commercial for BBQ's today which reminded me that soon the boy and I will be able to walk the sidewalks freely. I won't have worry about his fingers and toes freezing off. And maybe, just maybe we may be able to venture outside to play!

Spring is so close I can almost taste it. The anticipation may nearly drive me crazy, and with more snow coming I can see myself gathered on my bed in the fetal position rocking while mumbling..."Snow, no more snow..."

The phone, the phone is ringing!!

We keep the tv on a lot here. Mostly so the dogs don't freak out about the snowflake rolling around on the driveway, or the random strangers that dare to walk on the sidewalk. For safety purposes I keep it on children's programming, I don't think watching autopsy or true crime shows is good for little boys!

I have to admit I do have my favourites, I think Pocoyo is awesome. From his little blue boots to his ear flap hat, I even love his military march of a walk. Love it. Thomas the Tank Engine, now that is the show that MC loves, he goes comatose when he watches it. So those we like....

And then there are the shows that just make you wanna run screaming from the house gouging your eyes out with plastic sand rake. There's this one with it's farting space ship...really I mean it, the thing farts as it flies. And then there's that Yo Gabba Gabba, I mean that's just...well bizarre. That one has some guy who dances badly while wearing an orange Grand Poobah hat while playing with dolls? Don't get it. And then we have The Wonder Pets! The phone, the phone is ringing...blech...moving on before that song gets trapped in my brain and knocks around for the day.

Now MC's favourite show...sigh....4 Squares. I'm not even going to talk about them...just watch them.

SHAZAM!!!

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How awesome is that word!!! I may need to make that my new word!

SHAZAM!

WTF? Wife Swap?

I don't watch this show, I hate reality shows, I understand the concept of finding two families that are polar opposites and switching moms. I get that. So I was looking around one of my favourite sites today and I came upon a little gem.

Christmas everyday? Come on, seriously?? This child is going to have a very rude awakening when she meets the real world. I would watch that, I really would.

Bummer

I spent a lovely afternoon honing my magnificent (by magnificent I of course mean...mediocre) crocheting skills. I'm going to be making a crochet hook case with this yummy yarn in New Splash. It is so pretty but I'm pretty sure it's frowned on to lick yarn, pretty sure...but not positive, so maybe I'll just rub my face in it.

So after several hours, yes HOURS, of very hard work I had to unravel my entire afternoon's work. Gah. So I guess I'll be attempting that again if I can get over the extreme disappointment of unravelling all that damn yarn.

Going out with Marikka, Deb and Kate this evening...well not going out....going to Deb's house for some pot luck Mexican and booze. Should be fun.

The Look of Love

I know what she's thinking...She gives me that look a lot. I can hear her voice in my head...she's THAT intense!

In her own words...

"You know I love you, right? Like really, really LOVE you. I mean I would take a bullet for you. No I would, I mean it." Pause dramatically for effect. "So, uh...can I have a cookie?"

She loves me, for my cookies.

Feeling the Crunch

So I bought a bellydancing exercise DVD. Yay, go me. Even better than that I actually did it...yay again. Yesterday was focus on abs, and today is OMG I can't sit up because my abs hurt. I guess it's a good thing but man, my abs HURT.

I think I actually slept through the night for the first time in a week. The only issue I had was falling asleep, but once I finally got there, I didn't wake up. I'm actually feeling not too bad today...finally.

Oh, did I mention....my abs...yeah I guess I did...my bad.

I haven't had a good night's sleep since I quit smoking. I know that sleep disturbance is part of quitting, but this is getting ridiculous. I have developed a twitch in one eye and the constant burn from being tired is getting really, really old. Enough already.

This sucks.

Blech

Why do Mondays suck? First things first I woke up at 5:30am...again....for no reason. Then later on Flash threw up in his crate, when we got up he had barf all over his front legs and is now sleeping beside me on the couch stinking to high heaven.
Then MC had the wickedest poo EVER...which then made me throw up.

So you see, Mondays suck.

I'm also weaning MC from breastfeeding, and my boobies hurt. Ugh.

Couldn't Resist...

I'm such an LOL cat dork....


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Channeling Homer

Remember that episode where Homer Simpson stops drinking booze for a month? There's a scene with him shakily Xing off a day in red marker...that's how I feel today.

Scott's alarm didn't go off, thank goodness. Instead a myriad of other sounds conspired to wake me up. The shower, cat scratching in the litter box, cat having a drink, MC moving in bed...I will assume this sensitivity will go away until then I'll just question the point in quitting until I get enough coffee into my system that I can pass myself off as "awake".

Oh and it's snowing, I wasn't expecting that this morning. And lucky us we're going to get another snow storm next week...if you believe in weather forecasts...I don't, I'm sure we'll get a beautiful sunny day, because that's what my Magic 8 Ball says.

Where's That Handbasket?

Special thanks to Kate this morning. I needed a good chuckle, and a quick reminder that I will not be alone in hell!

WTF?

This morning starting annoyingly. Scott's alarm went off while he was in the bathroom so I stumbled over and smacked the snooze button. He opened the door and I asked him to turn his alarm off to which he responded by closing the door because obviously his alarm WAS off. Ten minutes later while Scott was actually IN the shower it went off again so again I stumbled over and hit the snooze button and tried to press some random buttons to make the stupid thing stop. Nothing worked, so I unplugged.

And then just after I had finally fallen back to sleep, the stupid unplugged clock started going AGAIN. Once more I stumbled over now kind of pissed and pulled the battery out.

For the record...Scott gets up at 5am...I do NOT.

Nice start to the second day of quitting. It's amazing what frustration one little white tube of noxiuous fumes can relieve.

Day One

Well here we are. Not bad so far, but really it's early in the day so I'm guessing it will get worse through out the day. My friend Kate is coming over to keep me company later today...if I ask really, really nicely she may bring me a coffee from Timmy's.

I have already tried my Thrive lozenge...so I can "lose the smoke, not the fire"...and I was pleasantly surprised that it didn't taste like butt. I may have tried to suck too much of the nicotine out since I was starting to feel nauseous. So my choices appear to be....have really bad cravings or feel like vomiting. I haven't decided which of two is worse yet. I am also waiting for my motorcycle to arrive. Apparently people who quit smoking all get a motorcycle...I would like a pink one please. Oh and a chicken...k?thx.bai.