Good morning beautiful people!

Feeling ebullient this morning. I don't want to wreck the feeling by thinking too much so I won't. I just want to mention that every morning I have to beg, plead and cajole the family out of bed. Everyone except for Elliott, that is. That kid gets out of bed the minute he hears his alarm and starts to get ready before even I'm up. Scott I have to kick for 20 minutes (waking myself up in the process I may add) and Audrey and Henry I have to drag to the floor by any body part I spy poking out of the covers.

Elliott just makes my life easy. Hey, that could be his slogan.

kxx

Grocery follies

One of my favourite comic strips played out this weekend. There's this Betty comic that I have on my fridge. It's old but it cracks me up every time. Why? I live it that's why.

Scott took the grocery list I keep magnetised to the fridge. Why? He wanted to do me a favour, that's why. When he came home I thanked him, put them away, I kissed him and did all the groceries again later. Why? Because everything he got was wrong, that's why.

See, when I put "meat" on the list, I mean "500g lean ground beef" not steak. When I put "cheese" on the list I mean the "family sized old cheddar", not havarti. Same goes for "flour". I mean "10k all purpose" not self rising. Ditto milk. Who drinks homo, anyway? I know what I mean when I'm vague. He's clueless, poor lamb.

We've been together long enough for me to clam up and say "thanks sweetie" rather than start a whole big thing about it. After all, he was trying to help, the poor dear. And at this time of the year more than any, it's the thought that counts. Right?

kxx

PD Day

Let's see... it's 12:20pm and I've already had two parent/teacher meetings at 2 different schools, done a load of dishes, been to the public library (closed), took Audrey and picked her up from a playdate and watched 2 epidodes of the Jeffersons, one of All In The Family and one of Sanford and Son. Whew.

In about 10 minutes I'm taking the gang to see the movie Enchanted and when it's over I'm going to fix Audrey's high maintance hair (about 1.5 hours). By then I should be ready to make dinner then go to bed. What a day.

So how's your Friday going?

kxx

Uh Oh

I have to start writing down blog ideas because I hate not having anything to write. Like now. Today I have nothing for you. Less than nothing. Because the only thing pressing in my life right now is the fact that I bit the inside of my lip a few days ago. It swelled up a bit and now every time I eat I bite it again. I hate that. See? Less than nothing.

Oh, and I sweet talked Scott into getting a rabbit for Audrey despite his allergies. The pros far outweighed the cons. At least in my mind. Think of her face on Christmas morning when she sees it under the tree. I'm beside myself with glee.

Happy Thursday!

kxx

The List

I saw a really great show the other day called The List. Bonus points that it's on Canadian tv so maybe I'll write in.

You know how it's all the rage now to make a list of things to do before you die? There's even books about it. Anyway, you send this show your list and they help you do a few things on it. How fun is that? And it really makes me think. Which is a bonus because usually most shows make me think: "Is Nathan Petrelli really dead?" or "When the hell are Greenlee and Zach going to get out ouf the abandonned bomb shelter?". This one made me think: "What do I want to accomplish before I shuffle off this mortal coil?"

On the show the tasks ranged from the sublime (a woman designed her own Ben & Jerry's flavour) to the ridiculous (a ride through suburban Toronto on an elephant). So what would be on my list?

*Own Christian Louboutin shoes
*Travel with my kids yearly
*Live in a foreign country (for about a year but coming back to Canada when we're done)
*Have an ensuite bathroom and a walk-in closet

I just noticed all these things are money related. A big lottery win should take care of all of it. So what would I do? What would a tv show help me with? Skydive? Nah. Drive a Zamboni? That's someone else's dream (you know who you are). I know: learn how to drive a stick. Oh my God, that's so boring. Ooh, I've got it! Acting. I'd love to get a "funny best friend" part in a movie. Not the main part... too much pressure. The best friend is always the most memorable part anyway and could be the breakout role. I'd love the attention something like that would bring. And the money. Enough for a certain pair of shoes. And I could use some of the acting training in my background that's been sorely underused as a wife and mother.

So what about you? What's your dream?

kxx

I love this video!

I just found this one and I figure I'm due after the video extravaganza of a few weeks ago. Will Ferrell is in it and I swear that man could crack me up reading out of a Chinese food menu.

Enjoy.

kxx

SNOW DAY!

Because of the prediction of 5cms of snow per hour, the kids' school buses are cancelled and it's a snow day. For them. I have to get ready for work. Which means I can't regale you with the amazing and hilarious story of the weekend.
The one where Henry caught Scott and me in flagrante delicto. Poor kid was rubbing his eyes, worriedly asking if I was okay. There's no blog fodder better than a childhood scarring event, is there? And what's a mother but a great subject to talk about to your psychiatrist? Really, I just helped Henry, didn't I?

See you tomorrow.

kxx