Dontoearth

In Sunday's Toronto Star there was an article on the life of Don Crowdis. He is 92 years of age and writes a blog on the stories of his life. I find it fascinating. I cannot imagine being married to the same person for 70 years (which he has!!!) if hubby and I are ever married for that long i'll be 102 and he'll be 106!! Unfortunate to think about but realistically probably won't happen...
Check out his blog here.

i hate winter

Here i am at 4:50 in the morning wide awake. My poor little boy has been up every night for the last 3 weeks with either teething pains, coughing or a blocked nose. I have done everything i can and it just doesn't seem like enough. He has been nursed to the point that I am so sore, his nose has been baby-vacced, and he has been given Tempra, Camillia, and Anbesol...and against my husbands' advice i have rocked my crying baby to sleep. BUT GUESS WHAT??? It worked! Thank goodness.

NOW I have to deal with my own cold and sore throat. I thought I was coughing yesterday due to a reaction to something i smelled but NOPE, i have a full blown cold now too. I think i'll go sleep in front of the TV on the sofa as not to disturb hubby who is now peacefully sleeping thanks to my rocking baby to sleep!

MILF

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For all the moms out there...loved this one

A man came home from work and found his three Children outside, still In their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty Food boxes and wrappers Strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife's car was open, as was The front door to the house And there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding Into the entry, he found An even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked Over, and the throw rug was Wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a Cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys And various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, Breakfast food was spilled on the Counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog Food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a Small pile of sand was spread By the back door. He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over Toys and more piles of Clothes,looking for his wife. He was worried She might be ill, or that Something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, Scummy soap and more toys Strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a Heap and toothpaste had been Smeared over the mirror and walls. As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife Still curled up in the bed In her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up At him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, "What Happened here today?" She again smiled and answered, "You know every Day when you come home From work and you ask me what in the world I do all Day?" "Yes," was his incredulous reply. She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it." Priceless...

why blog????

Blogging is supposed to be fun. It is supposed to be stress free, it is supposed to allow me to write and express my thoughts and opinions without harsh critisicm or judgement.
Lately I have not felt that blogging is any of these things. After some ridicule on a post I did regarding personality and underwear choice was bashed by someone She wrote the following on a board accesable by all the mothers in my online group "HI, I’m new to the group and have some concerns. I looked at the website and looked at some links of members and found a very disturbing posting.
“When I meet someone new I always kind of wonder (not in a perverted way) what kind of undies they like to wear. I try to figure out based on their personality and persona if they are cotton brief wearers, thong or tanga enthusiasts…sometimes I even get a peak at their undies when they bend over to pick something up -which are most often sticking out from the top of their lower than their underwear pants “ "I have two little girls and do not think a mommy should use a baby group as a place to fulfill her weird fetish. I find it strange a mommy would even post such a thought knowing her website is linked to this site. I think I would be very uncomfortable now around this mom wondering if she is looking at me or even my girls. Maybe this mom needs some help? I just think as a mother I should make other moms aware of the thoughts this mother has. It was under gaviesgal or something like that (a blog) I’m just very carefull having two young daughters with a world full of crazy people (male & female)"
I tried to blow these ridiculous comments off but I cannot stop thinking about how this mother misread my innocent, attempt at a funny post as something dirty and deviant. There was absolutely nothing there intended to make anyone uncomfortable or believe that I could possibly do harm to another woman or a child. This comment has been weighing on my mind since I initially read it a couple of days ago. I have never met the woman who wrote this in person and really do not care to meet her EVER.
There have been other posts in the past that were misconstrued as well. I won't get into all the details now but I just want to make the point that sometimes email and the written word is not taken in the context it is written. People may read between the lines-and incorrectly at that, or the writer does not express what they are trying to say with enough poise and eloquence that they are misunderstood. I suppose this is why we spend years taking English classes analysing writings of all sorts!
Before you respond to my query please note that most of my "mommy friends" came to my defence and did in fact stand up for me, stating that this comment was ludicrous and absolutely unfounded but it has still be on my mind and I would love other views on what this one mother read into my post (which i deleted because I was so upset by these accustions)
Thanks everyone!!

Water

I watched the emotionally charged film WATER this evening. Set in 1938 Colonial India, against Mahatma Gandhi's rise to power, the story begins when eight-year-old Chuyia is widowed and sent to a home where Hindu widows must live in penitence. Chuyia’s feisty presence affects the lives of the other residents, including a young widow, who falls for a Gandhian idealist.
This film has left me wondering about the state of the world.Also of how blessed I am to have been born in Canada in a time when women have so many rights and freedoms unlike those in less advance societies of another time.

i have a sicky on my hands

Elie has had a runny nose for almost 2 weeks now. Gavin and I didn't think it was anything more than a cold, as so many of the kids in Elie's playgroups have been under-the-weather as well. A couple of nights ago we noticed Elie was coughing and wheezing a bit so I took the little guy to the doctor today. Boy am I thankful I did! The poor little guy has a virul infection and something similar to bronchitis. He is now on ventilin and we must administer it to him 2-3 times a day until the wheezing stops. I'm so grateful he is going to be okay but as it always goes when I leave the doctors office, I have a terrible cough now too-and a runny nose!!!

my new hair and EYEBROWS :)

i finally took the time- and really 3 hours is a long time- to have my hair done :)
I sat in that chair while Ricky the new stylist at the Ultimate Cut, coloured, washed, dried, highlighted, washed again, cut and finally blowdried my hair to perfection...it was a long process but oh so worth it!! I felt like a human again and low and behold NO MORE ROOTS!!! This woman really knows what she is doing and in my search for a great hair stylist/colorist I have finally found someone I would go back to more than once!!!
Congratulate me!!!
Yesterday I actually took the 5 minutes I needed to have my unruly eyebrows waxed...they had gotten completely out of control- again I would recommend Maryam at The Cut Above in the Promenade. She did a fantastic job, with very little pain, little time and complete honesty- i told her i wanted my brows shaped a little more and she didn't try to do the impossible but told me outright that i would need to continue coming back to her for a few times before I can get the shape i want. Since getting pregnant and having Elie my hair and my eyebrows have completely changed texture so it would be best to continue with the same women each time rather than trying someone new every time I go for pampering!!
anyway here are a couple of pics- the first one is of my new hair and old brows, the second one is my hair AND brows (not the best pics but better than the self portraits i had attempted ) :)))

baby loves apples :)