It's that time again!

This is the first year that I've had the summer off while my kid was not in school. Since I'm not one to be that organized, I didn't really have a gameplan on how to keep said kid occupied while I'm taking care of a newborn. Thank goodness school starts next week, so at least he won't be bored out of his tree day after day. I'm not looking forward to waking up and getting him ready, but with the blessed lunch program in place, we will at least have a few hours to ourselves during the day. What a relief!

My mom had been bugging me to get him into sports this year, but I just couldn't make myself commit to it. Yep, I was selfish and wanted to sit around. Boo! I'm contemplating swimming lessons again in the fall, but it's been so long since his last class I'm afraid he won't remember what to do! Whatever...we learn as we go, right?

Anyhow, my tickety ticketing on the keyboard is making my dear lover lose his mind, so I'll keep this short and sweet for now. Hope y'all have a good night...

The end of J & K?

I admit it; I enjoy watching the show "Jon & Kate Plus 8". I'm not a die-hard crazy fan, who's watching, judging, memorizing every detail of the show...but I will sit and watch a few episodes at a time until my own life's responsibilities need taking care of. I missed tonight's announcement episode, but caught the after-blurb posted on the TLC website. Although it saddens me to see them separating, I think it's going to be satisfying for both of them to have time away from each other, and the kids. Not just a few hours, but actual days...where both can regain a sense of individuality and adultness in their lives. I know that when you have kids, those aspects can and do get lost very quickly. Even with my own two, I feel lost and confused about who, or what, I have become. I don't look in the mirror and see the same girl I used to see. But that's neither here nor there. The point is that J & K have made a LOT of sacrifices to do what they do, show or no show, and it would be entirely inhuman for them not to want a break from it all. I hope that this is not a permanent break for them, as the whole legality of the situation is monstrous. I stay optimistic that perhaps a happy life can begin again...without the watchful eyes of TLC...and the world...but only time will tell.

Until that day, I'm keeping my fingers crossed for them.

Continuing on...

I've finally re-organized my blog life...as pathetic as it's been...into one main arena. "I Spy..." is dedicated to regular old thoughts and ramblings wheras "Confessions of a Candle Party Girl" is reserved for topics specifically related to my new endeavours with PartyLite Canada. Although I'm not sure where I'm actually going to find the time...between baby girl diaper changes and home reading assignments for the kindergartener.

So stay tuned as, from time to time, I may have something intelligent to say. In the meantime, feel free to catch up on my previous to-do's thru the "Yee Olde Blog Posts".

Slowly, but surely...

I can't believe I've let my blogging fall so short these last few months. I'm sure that, in my own mind, I had lots of things going on to prevent me from spending a mere 5 minutes to jot down my thoughts of the day. Let's be realistic though...I simply let myself be distracted from writing actual words (especially when Facebook poking was so much more fun!). When you only have a few moments to yourself, you have to use it as wisely as possible. People with children in their lives will understand this. *grin*

So here I sit, 3:38am on the eve of the Lamest Party Ever. I have successfully sold my house, moved in with my wonderful bf, and will be starting on the GEL payroll beginning in November. My stint as a temp is finally coming to an end. Yay for me! Pretty exciting, isn't it? I managed to wrap up several months of blog-abstinence in a measly two paragraphs. Neat.

Well, that's about it for now. I thought I'd have something more entertaining to write but, alas, my Princess has overwhelmed me with her amazing blogs and I can no longer keep up with her charisma. Kim is BORING!! For now, at least.

I'm off to bed now so that I can dream of sweet lameness.

The dance of death...

My story begins with a craving...a craving for creamy goodness. I had headed home to get a change of clothes for work (and to feed my Critter Cat), and on the way back to JH's I felt the need to hunt down a delicious chocolate eclair. I left my house, heading east down St. Matthew's and, as I pulled up the intersection, I noticed a cat spazzing out on Sherbrook near the curb (in front of the church). It was the kind of "freaking out" a cat does when it has something stuck to it...like a piece of tape on it's tail, a string tied to it's paw...or a nice, juicy dingleberry on it's bum-fur. I turned the corner onto Sherbook and immediately stopped my car to look. By this time, the cat had stopped doing it's thing and was laying still on the road. I waited for the little bit of traffic to pass, and then I put my car in reverse and backed up towards the cat. By this time, a bus was making it's way down the street, so I knew I didn't have much time. However, when I got out to take a closer look, I knew that time was no longer an issue; the cat was twisted and mangled and laying in a pool of blood. I had nothing with me to clean up the mess, and with the bus only a few feet away, I got in my car and began to drive off. Sadly, I think the bus may have extinguished any further spark of life as it ran over the pile that was once a beautiful brindle-coloured kitty.

Last night, I watched that cat do it's dance of death. With death being the inevitable, I wonder what my dance will look like?

Needless to say, I did NOT get an eclair.

This weekend was all about breasts...

Girls, you are going to be SO jealous...even if you don't golf. My delightful boyfriend bought me a fabulous new set of Wilson Hope Golf Clubs this weekend!! (POU, notice all that pink? Oh yeah, baby!) .

My set included the following:

Forged Titanium Matrix design
Includes three woods (1, 3, 5), eight irons (4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, PW, hybrid), putter, a cartbag and three headcovers
Oversized 400cc driver
100% graphite shafts

In addition, we also bought a set of balls that came in pink, green, orange, yellow and white...and all had the little ribbon stamped on them. And the best part? Wilson Canada makes a donation to the Canadian Breast Cancer Foundation for each purchase made. So, not only did I get the kitchiest golf set around (for a begginner left-handed lady) but I helped fund Canadian breast cancer research. Well, "we" helped, as it was not me who paid for it. *grin* We took them out today and I played 18 holes (quite sufficiently, for my first time, tyvm) at the Oakwood Golf Course with the whole Hébert family.

Jamie's mom also gave me a pink Avon Crusade tulip candle holder today that comes with a little pink tealight and a tiny, battery operated faux candle that flickers. So cute!

Today, I'd like to dedicate this blog to all the men and women who have survived breast cancer, and to the memory of those who fought the disease bravely but succumbed. May we one day find the cure.

I don't get mad...

I ran only once, and then the heat this week became too much to bear. A/C was konking out...fridges stopped refridgerating...and sweating was an understatement. So I did what any whiney fat person would do; I used it as an excuse to eat ice cream and sit in front of the fan.
Any calories burned during that one fateful day of jog/walking have been replaced (and then some) by the food I've consumed since...however, I'm not going to feel bad about it. Why should I? I had worked long and hard in my youth to be thin and perfect and it was never good enough for those who were important to me, so I've decided that I'm just going to be happy with the body that I've got. So what if there's a soft spot here or there, or if my cellulite shows through my pants. It's not like I'm going to let myself become grossly obese:

The truth of the matter is that I will get things done at my pace, to my specifications, and I have no problem being built for comfort rather than speed. That being said, I'm going to rub my lucky buddha belly and make a wish for cooler weather so I can start enjoying the outside again...*heh*