Showing posts with label Mother of the Year. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mother of the Year. Show all posts

Friday, August 28, 2009

Random Musings :: Aug 22-28

• 4-yr-old went to new dentist this week. Met Mr. Slurpee. Always thought his name was Mr. Spit Sucker.

• It really is okay to let your 4 yr old play in the kitchen sink for an hour. Sink full of water + pruney fingers = quiet time for Mommy!

• Notice: All rice will in future will be served and consumed by the 4 and under crowd on the deck!

• New extension cords cost $55... yes, mowing the lawn at 9pm has it's hazards.

• Cleaning the grass out of the pool, the neighbourhood cat poop out of sandbox and bird poop off trampoline is really eating into my days.

• You can take the girl out of the city but you can't take the city out of the girl... or the 24 gallons of Starbucks consumed, sadly.

• Starbucks coffee has 250mg of caffeine/med cup and Tim Horton's only 100mg. That might explain my distaste for Mr H's. Today I saw Starbucks Doubleshot Energy PLUS Coffee! Buzz buzz!

• Wishing my camera didn't need to be held together with duct tape. Thanks "Trouble is my middle name'.

• Mowing the lawn in flip flops when grass is wet is similar to the lotion on feet and then mowing. Things I've learned.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Weekday Musings :: June 8-12


• Stopping at the Tim Hortons drive thru for a dinner of Timbits and chocolate milk on your way home gets you one more point toward that Mother Of The Year award I'm guessing.
• Really need to stop swallowing my gum. Hard to stop a lifetime habit.
• When you're 4, everything tastes better with ketchup.
• Before you get 3/4 through making a lentil salad, you should probably make sure you have lentils.
• You have to be careful what words you Google. Just saying is all.
• It's okay that my 4-yr-old know all the words to U2's 'Sexy Boots', right?
• Finding brown half-eaten apples left there by a mischievous 1.5-yr-old in your running shoes is always fun.
• My life is a dramedy. I think I'll just write a book and give people a copy instead of the constant updates. Tiring!!
• I'll use the advance money to call them from the beach in the Bahamas to see if they like it.