Good Morning!

I just yelled at the kids to get their butts in gear. Well, not yelled in an angry way... more of a cajoling-style shouting. They have a chore board that they have to complete before they go to school. It includes 10 duties such as "put on your deodorant" and "feed your fish". Anyway, I suspect that with 5 minutes left before I push them out the door to their institute of higher education, it's not completely done.

Okay, I just shouted again. Audrey came and checked and forgot to feed Betty. See? Another shout for Elliott to look at it and he forgot to brush his teeth. All hail the blessed chore board. I'm going to need something for my sore throat, though...

kxx

I did it

You may remember the incident a few weeks ago when I went to South Keys Cinema instead of Silver City and missed the premiere of "Reign Over Me". Well, last night I had premiere tickets to see "Waitress" at Silver City and made it there in one piece, only getting a little bit mixed up. Nevertheless, I made it and saw a really cute movie. Yay me.

The movie itself was just the kind of thing I love. A sweet romantic comedy. It had all the best elements: adorable lead actress (Keri Russell, the fab former Felicity), 2 funny best friends, A dick of a husband and an sexy love affair with the handsome (Canadian!) Nathan Fillion from Firefly. Nummy. If you're into these kind of chick flicks, this one is for you. Also, if you like pies, you'll be drooling.

There's also a tragic real life twist. Adrienne Shelly who wrote, directed and starred as one of the friends was murdered. She never got to see this movie in wide release. Such a shame. I hate to see such potential go to waste. And she had a husband and child too. So sad.
So go see the movie. It'd be a nice tribute to her.

kxx

Mother's Day is coming

Have you thought about what you're going to do for her? I'll tell you one thing. Most of us do NOT want to spend time with the family. We want a spa day with a friend or some quiet shopping time. For herself. Not for groceries.

I find it odd we're mothers because of husbands and children but when it comes to celebrating the day we want to spend it blissfully alone. At least I do.

Here are my 2 lists. One is for ridiculous things in case we win the lottery between now and Saturday. The other is the one the family actually will choose from:

My "ya RIGHT" list:
*Day at the spa*Louboutin leopard peep toe high heeled shoes (these make it to every list)
*.5 carat diamond stud earrings
*KitchenAid Artisan mixer, any colour (hey, I'm not picky)
*Front loading washer and dryer and (why not?) an oven with accurate temperature gauge. I'm just saying.

My "Real" list:
*Pair of black jeans from Marks Work Wearhouse
*Bottle of OPI nail polish (the names crack me up)
*Clean perfume lotion in Fresh Laundry scent
*A meal I don't have to cook
*A day alone in the house to do as I please

See? Simple. Just make sure After my breakfast in bed of Eggos burnt yet still frozen in the middle and tea sloshed over the tray that you bugger off and leave me alone. Thanks, guys. Love you!

kxx

PS: Oh, and check out my profile... I put on my favourite Barats and Bereta video in honour of the big day.

Well, it turns out that I'm not as much of a freak as I thought

Imagine my surprise when I read this article in Chatelaine magazine. A little while ago I confessed my lack of full disclosure to Scott when it comes to my "secret bank account". I rarely use it but it's there in case I see an emergency purse or gorgeous pair of shoes that I'd rather not justify. Well it turns out I'm not alone. I could have written this article myself. And probably gotten a couple hundred bucks out of the deal. Remind me why I do this blog for nothing again...

kxx

An apology

Yesterday's blog was written out of frustration and fed-up-osity and in no way reflects how I really feel. How can I cut down on writing this blog? It's my daily writing practice and frankly, a relatively safe way to be the loony exhibitionist I am. I may as well stop dressing. Thanks to Chris and Jo for enabling me yesterday. My lame blogs got 181 views this week already... how can I put a coat over that?

Moving on...

Well, the Sens did it again. One more game and we win and go to the next round. I don't know what to say... looks like Scott's playoff beard is working, worse luck. Actually, it looks pretty good. I'll have to take a photo for you all to see.

kxx

You know, I've been thinking

A dangerous activity for one as brain-challenged as myself...

I love this blog. I love the people that read it. But I've been doing this for over a year on a nearly daily basis. It takes a bit of time to come up with ideas and links and honestly, with a house as busy as mine, this thing may need to be pared down a bit. Maybe to one really good blog once a week instead of five crappy ones every weekday. What do you think? Would you think any less of me?

I'm not sure when I'll do it. Maybe next week, maybe this summer, maybe never. I don't know... I just want this to be fun and funny and I'm starting to feel pressure and stress to produce something good for you and that's not cool.

I'm just feeling blocked today. It could just be a raging case of PMS and I'll be over it in the morning. At any rate, I wrote a blog today, didn't I? Huh. Maybe I can do this after all. I've got to stop this new thinking thing. I'll just shut up and write.

kxx

Mayday!

Mayday!
Okay, so I was going to do some research and school you all (and myself) on the history and origins of May Day but it was seriously boring. Some stuff about marxists and working and other stuff about Druids and maypoles. So I'm skipping it. Onto more Karen-centric things.

Things I like about May: Elliott's birthday on the 13th: my firstborn and my favourite birth story. It's great to be able to say I went through 37.5 hours of labour. You get loads of sympathy.

My wedding anniversary on the 23rd: this year will mark 14 years for the two of us. You know the seven year itch? Well multiply that by two. Naw, I josh... you all know I think he's awesome.

May 2-4 weekend (or Victoria Day Weekend for the uninitiated): First long weekend of the summer. People open their cottages, plant their gardens and it really starts to feel like summer will actually arrive. The poop-smell is in the air and it smells like hope. Oh, and no bugs.

kxx