Wednesday, 31 May 2006

Dixie Chicks

I am SO excited! The Chicks are coming to Town! The Dixie Chicks are one of my favourite bands…in fact, I’d venture to say that they are up there with Huey! I know every single song, by heart, and I really love their newest song, “Not Ready to Make Nice”. Natalie’s voice is the same key as mine, and I have been told that I sound just like her when I sing! I like to sing Dixie Chicks at karaoke parties because of that!!!

So, I will be getting me some tickets first thing on June 3rd when they go on sale.


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Doula Dawn strikes again!

Tonight or tomorrow, I will attend my third and certifying birth! Kelly, one of my co-workers, is 4 days overdue and had her membranes stretched today and it looks like it worked! If it didn’t work, it looks like she will be induced tomorrow. Selfishly, I am hoping for a phone call tomorrow morning at 7:00 am, so I can get a good night’s sleep, but babies will be babies and when they are ready, they are ready.

So, good luck Kelly-Belly…if you can, cross your legs till the morning! ;o)

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Tuesday, 30 May 2006

I'm a blogger, he's a blogger, she's a blogger...

they’re a blogger, wouldn’t ya like to be a blogger too?

Seems everyone (and their brother) has a blog these days. It used to be that your personal thoughts were written in a small book with a HUGE lock. I protected my diary from my sister and parents with my LIFE when I was a kid. Back then, I really HAD no secrets or things that were so private that they needed the security I afforded it, but it was just KNOWN that the contents were to be protected at ALL costs.

NOW, on the other hand, I can’t get enough people to read my blog! I share almost everything here and look for ways to get MORE hits. WTF?! Now is the time when I should be hiding and protecting…I actually HAVE stuff that is worth reading and I throw it out there for the entire world to read and ENCOURAGE strangers to visit often!

It makes no sense, does it? Hey…if you are reading for the first time, make sure you bookmark me so you don’t miss any of the juice!!! ;o)

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It’s still sweltering outside and I have golf tonight. Not only do I have the Ladies’ League, but I have my first lesson tonight. How the hell am I going to hit the ball in this heat?

I’m praying for rain, to tell you the truth. It won’t be any fun playing while cooking a the same time.

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Monday, 29 May 2006

What possess people to be morons?

Am *I* the moron because I keep getting viruses on this damned computer? What on EARTH gives the losers who create and spread these viruses such pleasure is completely beyond my realm of comprehension. If these nerds would put half of their work towards something productive, this world would be a much better place.

I have had to reimage my laptop TWICE this week. I lost everything. I hope the moron who created the virus that my PC got is rubbing his nerdy, loser hands together tonight. In the meantime, I have lost photos I will never get back of my sister. I hope you are happy, whoever you are.

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Hotter than hot!

No…I’m not talking about me…this time. ;o)

We are in the middle of a spring heat wave and the temperature at my desk is 29 degrees. The temperature outside is currently 33 degrees, but with the humidex, it is 42 degrees. Yep, it’s SICK hot.

I really, really don’t want to complain, I really don’t, but man oh man how will I ever be able to play golf tomorrow night in this heat?

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Sunday, 28 May 2006

Going through the motions

We have the best of intentions, us parents. We really, really do.

We try to raise our children, working hard not to make the same mistakes that OUR parents made, doing what we think is in their best interests. We work hard to make money, mainly so that we can send our kids to camp, put them in sports and buy them nice toys.

My kids get almost everything they ask for. Hubster and I try to change that, but they are such good boys, it is hard to resist getting them a treat now and then…problem is, most of the time, it’s more “now” than “then”. We send our kids to Catholic School. My reasoning, besides the obvious, that they are Catholic, is that I want them to be in an environment where they learn religion. My parents raised Joanne and I in THEIR idea of a Christian environment…we followed the Ten Commandments and tried to follow the Golden Rule…BUT, we didn’t attend church and the only prayer I remember saying was, “Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take. Amen.” Joanne and I went to public school, and back then, we were allowed to say the Lord’s Prayer every morning after the Canadian Anthem. Now, and rightly so, public schools have taken religion out of schools. I agree with this completely…why should a Muslim/Jewish child say the Lord’s Prayer every day??!! Public School is not a place to teach religion.

Hubster and I have chosen to have our boys attend Catholic School as an extension of our religious activities at home. Problem is, there ARE no religious activities at home. Sure, we say “Grace Before Meals” and we talk about God sometimes, but we don’t ever attend church, we never confess to a priest and we sure as heck don’t read the Bible. I have the best of intentions, I really, really do. It’s just that life gets in the way. Excuses, excuses…I know.

Today, we went to my second nephew’s confirmation party. And it occurred to me that as Catholics, my family, both immediate and extended (on Hubster’s side) are just going through the motions. We go to church for 3 months before our kids’ baptisms, first communions and confirmations, but that’s as far as it goes. It is shameful really. We are teaching out children to be proud of being Catholic, but we are such hypocrites. My brother-in-law and Joanne (before she died) instilled such Christian values in their girls. They are TRUE Christians. They live the Christian life 100%. Sure, they sin, but THEY have the right of forgiveness. I don’t. I know I don’t. I talk to God when I need Him, but not when He needs me.

And so, I am going through the motions. Just like many, many others. We have all the good intentions, but we don’t follow through. Maybe good intentions is a place to start…I think I’ll go read a chapter of the Bible now…right after I watch The Sopranos… ;o) Pin It

My computer got fried

I went to turn on my laptop this afternoon and had a fatal error. Something about the physical memory being dumped. I knew it couldn’t be good.

I called Dell and after an hour and a half of them trying to help me fix it, we came to the conclusion that I had to do a system restore, which takes the PC back to factory settings. I have lost everything…AGAIN.

All the photos I had of Joanne are gone. All the poems I had written are gone.

No one could tell me what caused it, but they suspect a virus from online games (the boys) or Limewire. I’m so sad about it…

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Friday, 26 May 2006

I'm gonna live!!

Well at least for a while anyway.

I went back to the doctor today about the skeeter bite/infected lymph gland because the whole area is numb. The doctor explained that because I had so much swelling, the nerve was compressed and therefore, it numb. Basically, I need to give it time and the feeling will come back. Sounds like my heart…give it time and the feeling will come back. ;o)

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Great effing neighbours!

Man…do I have luck when it comes to neighbours. It seems that everything else in my life seems to fall apart, but my neighbours ROCK!

Right next door are Franca and Eddie and their brand spankin’ new baby daughter, Katherine. Next to them are Mary Linda (we call her Mary), Jack and gorgeous two-year old Jordanna. Next to them are Lino, Tina, sweet Michaela and darling Victoria. Next to them are Maria, Anthony, cute Alexander and gorgeous Vanessa.

These neighbours are so NOT just neighbours. They are our friends. The bond we have is really something to be envied. We just click. We are comfortable with each other like best friends. I know more about some of them than most people know about their BEST friends! We just seem to open up to each other. There are no airs about us…no fakeness…just plain friendship.

We spent the evening with Jack, Mary and Jordanna and Maria, Anthony, Alexander and Vanessa. We laughed so hard I got the hiccups! We are just like old high school buddies and I love it!

Yay for good neighbours!!!!!

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Wednesday, 24 May 2006

Oh the questions children ask!!

Why is there no warning or advance notice when a child asks a very difficult and uncomfortable question?!

Here’s how the scenario went down today:

Boy Oneder: “Mom…what’s a ‘fag’?”
Me: (Inside my head: “OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!”) “Boy Oneder…that is a bad word. It is a mean, nasty word. I don’t want you to use it.”
Boy Oneder: “OK, but what IS it?”
Me: (Inside my head: “OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!”) It is a very bad way to describe a man who likes other men.” (the whole time, in my head, I am reliving the Seinfeld episode, thinking “Not that there’s anything WRONG with that!”)
Boy Oneder: “Oh..OK.”
Me: “But Boy Oneder…I don’t want to ever hear you say that word OK?”
Boy Oneder: “Yessssssssss Mom!” (he rolls his eyes)

So after the fact, once my heart stopped pounding, I think to myself…”You IDIOT! You are British! Why didn’t you tell him that it was a CIGARETTE?!”

And so, the moral of THIS story is:

Parents need a remote control to stop time while they think about their answers to their childrens’ questions; and since this remote does not and probably never WILL exist, parents need to think WAY ahead to come up with answers for every possible question the kids may ask on the spur of the moment. Pin It

Congratulations Taylor Hicks!

I can’t say that I would have chosen you, but you won. Katherine is much more natural in her ability…you have to force the notes out.

But anyway…kudos to you buddy! I wish you all the best!

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Tuesday, 23 May 2006

Sorry for the remodelling

I’m trying to find a template I really like….

Bear with me during the renovations, will ya?

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Well, the golf season is back in full swing and Mom and I have our second game of the season tonight.

We joined a womens’ league this year and play every Tuesday night.

Looking forward to getting my golf skills back into form!

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Monday, 22 May 2006

Happy Victoria Day!

The weather has been CRAPPY this weekend, but we had such a nice, family weekend.

We took Rebekah home at around 6:30 and I miss her already. She and the boys played so nicely, it was a pleasure to have her.

Our robin family has left the nest and so I knocked it down tonight. I felt awful doing it, but my veranda can’t take another clutch of 100 meals/100 POOPS a day!

Here’s hoping that THIS long weekend isn’t a sign of what’s to come this summer. It was N-A-S-T-Y!

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Sunday, 21 May 2006


R is my second niece. She is the “middle child” of my sister and BIL. She is stunningly beautiful.

R is quite an introvert, a tom boy, a thinker and a doll.

Since Joanne died, I have spent some real quality time with the girls, but never one-on-one. I always have them all together. Today, I decided to have R sleep over on her own and what a different child she is! Normally, when shs visits with her sisters, she is the loner. She goes upstairs to play, while Boy Oneder, Middleman, C and D play together downstairs. Today has been a completely different story. She has played with the boys all day. She has been laughing and singing and playing beautifully.

I think that being the middle child is tough. She’s not the baby, who gets all the goo-goo, gaa-gaa attention and she’s not the eldest child, who passes all the milestones first and gets her attention that way. The middle child is … well … just the middle child. Today, however, R was not a middle child…she was just Rebekah. What a glorious feeling it must be for her.

I think I will have the girls separately more often…it’s nice to see their true personalities shine through! Pin It

Saturday, 20 May 2006


I’m going to take a few minutes to tell you about my pally, Kate.

Kate is a proud Born Again Christian (BAC). I call her my “hollaBAC girl”. She is helping me in my faith journey, explaining things from the Bible, helping me through crises using Christian thoughts and strategies. She, and she alone, has kept me sane (and probably kept me alive a few times) over the past few months.

I “met” Kate on a July 1999 Expecting Club messageboard, waaaaaay back in 1998. She was known as “katian”. It’s funny how some people just connect…and we did.

Kate lives about 20 minutes from me. If I need her, she is there. I know in my heart that if she had plans and I desperately needed her, she would change those plans to help. She has come to my house at 9:00 at night just to give me a hug. Oh, and speaking of hugs, she is the BEST hugger EVER. She almost ALWAYS knows exactly what to say to make me feel better. We have the same stupid sense of humour and except for one time, which we both would rather forget, we never fight.

Kate has an adorable little man named Samuel and her daughter, Julie, who WILL be mine one day, is absolutely stunning. Her hubby, Ian, is quite the hottie too. Maybe I’ll start calling him my “HottieBAC boy”.

I ttuly don’t know what I would have done over the past 5 years without my Katie. She is there to chat online, to make me laugh on the phone when all I want to do is cry, to send me both funny and inspirational emails, to help me spiritually…the list is endless.

Kate: Thank you pally, for being such a good friend. I love you dearly and wanted you to know how much you are appreciated. I’m glad God put you in my path.

The world needs more Kates…it would be a much better place to be with more of her around.

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Boy Oneder

My little Tiger starts his golf lessons today.

This kid has a real knack for golf. His natural ability is really amazing. Last year, he picked up a driver at the driving range and swung…that ball went 150 yards! And the best part is that it went straight! So, Hubster and I are thinking…”fluke”. He grabs another ball and swings…another perfect shot! Now, we decided to have him aim off to the left. He swings and hits left! We went out THAT AFTERNOON and bought him a set of clubs!

We played “best ball” a few times last year and most of the time, we used Boy Oneder’s ball!!

Season two begins today…let’s see if he still has the knack!

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I have turned the Comments back on.

Go ahead….tell me what yer thinkin’! Just be man/woman enough to leave your name! ;o)

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Friday, 19 May 2006

Skeeter bite update

Well Kate…you can EAT YOUR LOLS from last night! My lymph node is infected thanks to that little mosquito bite you chose to laugh at me about last night….WENCH! ;o)

I went to the doctor today because the pain was unbearable and he confirmed that I have a secondary infection in my lymph node. I am on antibiotics, advil and antihistamines now.


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Thursday, 18 May 2006

Stepping Up

Sometimes in life, bad people make bad things happen to good people. It can be as blatent as someone like Osama Bin Laden or something as simple as someone being wronged at home, at school or in the workplace.

It is when these situations occur that people need to step up, go outside of their comfort zone and speak up for the wronged individual.

It is easy to sit back and say “It’s none of my business” or “If I say something, I’ll get myself into trouble” but the truth of the matter is that the persecuted person NEEDS others to speak up.

Don’t sit back and watch when you see someone being wronged. Some day, it might be YOU being persecuted and you too will need others to speak for you.

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Damned skeeters

So, it’s only May 18th and I have already enjoyed my first mosquito bite of the season. The little bugger decided to get me on the right hand side of the back of my neck/head. The gland on my right side is swollen and VERY painful. It had been getting worse all day, so I called Telehealth Ontario (read as the biggest waste of taxpayers money EVER - more below) and they (non-surprisingly) advised that I see a doctor within 24 hours. So I did.

I went to the local walk-in clinic, where the doctor confirmed my diagnosis of a swollen and draining lymph gland due to the irritation from the mosquito bite. Ice pack and Advil for pain and swelling. Oh and if it persists or gets worse, please come back. Thank you very much, have a nice day.

Ouch! It really effing hurts!

Now, about Telehealth Ontario…

I think the concept is a really good one. The Government of Ontario has provided us citizens with a toll free number to call for medical questions. Registered Nurses “assess” you based on the symptoms you give them. The problem with this service is that 99.9% of the time (100% in my case) the nurses recommend you see a doctor. So, what is the point of waiting on hold forEVER to be innundated with questions, only to be told to see the doctor?

I understand the Government’s need to protect itself from liability, but I don’t understand what the point of the service is if the answer is almost always “I recommend you see a doctor within the next 24 hours! Every single time I’ve called them, whether it was for me, Hubster or the kids, the answer has been the same. Why don’t I learn?

So that’s my governmental rant of the day. Thank you Nurse Jane Doe for your expert medical advice. Next time, I’ll just skip from step one (the problem) to step three (the doctor). Pin It

Tuesday, 16 May 2006

I miss her

Today is the worst day yet. I was ok all day, but the evenings are killing me. The physical pain in my chest is excrutiating. I can’t even put into words how it hurts. I just can’t.

I just feel that I am in the depths of despair with no way out.

The tears flow like rain. I shake my head in disbelief. How can it hurt this badly? How many tears can one person cry? And most importantly, why? Why God…why?

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x + y (5-x) + xy - z

I can’t believe I am trying to (re)teach myself algebra.

I failed MISERABLY in high school and now, I want to try to learn again.

I bought the book “Algebra Demystified” and am working on fractions right now…chapter 1.

Maybe I’ll become the next Einstein? OK maybe not, but at least I’ll TRY.

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Monday, 15 May 2006

Working towards a new "happy place"

I read blogs. I love ‘em! Some are hilarious, some have great photos, great celebrity gossip, amazing poems and stories. And then, some are like mine…mundane, day to day “Dear Diary” stuff.

I used to wonder why someone would have any interest in reading other peoples’ business…but now that I read their business, I can understand it! LOL!

I write my blog because it is therapeutic for me. Somehow, typing all the thoughts out makes the hurt a little less severe. I look back at some of the darkest days and realize that, on days like today, I have come a LONG way. I have many bad days to come, I am sure, but looking back on those horrible days is a way to help me see that I WILL get through them again.

I have had so many emails from friends and people I have NEVER met, sending their prayers and support and it makes my heart warm to read it.

Thank you to everyone who is there for me during the bad times (and the good times)…I don’t know what I’d do without you.

And thank you to blogspot. What a great (and free!) therapy session you have provided me with!

And so, today is a good day….a very good day!

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Sunday, 14 May 2006

I will not post anything negative

I will not post anything negative…I will not post anything negative…I will not post anything negative…I will not post anything negative…I will not post anything negative…

My kids are so wonderful. They were too excited to wait until today to give me their gifts, so they gave them to me yesterday. Boy Oneder made me a beautiful picture out of foil paper and permanent markers….just beautiful. Middleman made me a plate with his photo in the middle…just gorgeous.

With all the hardships in my life, the boys make me forget…if only for a moment.

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Happy Mother's Day


There are times when only a Mother’s love
Can understand our tears,
Can soothe our disappoints
And calm all of our fears.

There are times when only a Mother’s love
Can share the joy we feel
When something we’ve dreamed about
Quite suddenly is real.

There are times when only a Mother’s faith
Can help us on life’s way
And inspire in us the confidence
We need from day to day.

For a Mother’s heart and a Mother’s faith
And a Mother’s steadfast love
Were fashioned by the Angels
And sent from God above.

~Author Unknown~

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Thursday, 11 May 2006

Joanne was laid to rest today

At 1:00 this afternoon, Mom, Mark, his parents and I met at the Cemetery to place Joanne in her final resting place. Joanne’s body had been held in a winter vault because the ground in Alton was too hard from the cold to dig.

Until this morning, I had no itention to go to the burial. I felt that I had closure after the funeral in February. But, I’ve been thinking over the past few days that maybe I would regret not going. And so I went.

It was hard…really hard. Mark was so, so sad and my heart broke for him.

The Minister said just a few words, read a few lines of scripture and then committed her body to the ground. The whole ceremony lasted about ten minutes, but it felt like an eternity.

After all that has been going on lately, I have to say that I think today is the lowest of lows that I have experienced so far. I am beyond devastated, beyond sad, beyond shattered. I think that this is rock bottom. I pray that this is rock bottom, because I don’t think I can take anymore. God will not give me more than I can endure and so, I am now telling God…I cannot endure anymore. Please, please…don’t give me anything else. I can’t take anymore.

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Wednesday, 10 May 2006

Take me out to the ballgame

Middleman starts tee-ball tomorrow night. He has to meet at the park to practice and pick up his uniform. Hubster is assistant coach this year.

I am looking forward to the lazy, hazy, CRAZY days of summer, sitting on my lawn chair, watching my boy run as fast as his little legs will carry him around those bases.

It’s supposed to rain right through early next week, so chances are, he won’t get to practice tomorrow, but the thought that the games are just around the corner is a nice thought. Pin It

Welcome to my life

Simple Plan - Welcome to my Life - I SWEAR they wrote this song for me…

Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don’t belong
And no one understands you

Do you ever want to run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming

No you don’t know what it’s like
When nothing feels alright
You don’t know what it’s like
To be like me

To be hurt, to feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you’re down
To feel like you’ve been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one’s there to save you
No you don’t know what it’s like
Welcome to my life

Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more
Before your life is over?

Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you’re bleeding

No you don’t know what it’s like
When nothing feels alright
You don’t know what it’s like
To be like me

To be hurt, to feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you’re down
To feel like you’ve been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one’s there to save you
No you don’t know what it’s like
Welcome to my life

No one ever lied straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I’m happy
But I’m not gonna be ok
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
You never had to work
It was always there
You don’t know what it’s like
What it’s like

To be hurt, to feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you’re down
To feel like you’ve been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one’s there to save you
No you don’t know what it’s like (what it’s like)

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you’re down
To feel like you’ve been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one’s there to save you
No you don’t know what it’s like
Welcome to my life

Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life

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Tuesday, 9 May 2006

Another down in the dumps entry

I find peace typing it out, so if you read my woe-is-me posts, God bless you. If you don’t like it, sorry, but I have to get it out.

I feel so blue. I’m exhausted from doing nothing. Smiling is harder than bench pressing 300 lbs. The emotion of excitement has left my body completely and happiness, it seems, is right on excitement’s heels.

I love going to bed at night and dread waking up in the morning.

I miss Joanne. Gosh I miss her. She wasn’t a part of my every day life, but she was “there”. Now, she’s not. There is a hole in my heart that has been there since Dad died, but now, it’s bigger.

Speaking of Dad, the second anniversary of his death is on May 20. Maybe that is part of my sadness. I can’t believe it’s been two years. The time has flown by. I miss him so much too.

I’m going to bed…sleeping makes the hurt go away, if only for a little while…

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Monday, 8 May 2006

The world will (not) change me?

I always prided myself on the fact that no matter what happened, and to who, the world would not change me.

Well, it has. The world HAS changed me. I have tried to see the bright side through some really hard times in my life and for the most part, have gotten through. I may have a few emotional scars to show for it, but I am here and until about 10 days ago, I was unchanged.

Now, things are different. The world has beaten down my spirit to a place where I feel it cannot be repaired. There are certain people in this world who, for unknown reasons, put their own wants ahead of human dignity. I am an honest human being who has been betrayed beyond explanation.

And so, cruel world, you have changed me. I hope you are satisfied. But one little tidbit I want to leave with you. Karma is a bitch. You will get your own one day and speaking from a bad karma point of view, it ain’t gonna be pretty…believe me…it SUCKS.

Now, if I could just change *MY* karma, maybe *I* could change the world.

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Sunday, 7 May 2006

Cultural differences

So, I married an Italian. I thought that, for the most part, our backgrounds were the same. We believed in the same religious foundation (I was born Anglican and converted to Catholicism when we married); we were brought up the “European” way (read as: you got the shots if you didn’t obey your parents) and we were both on the same page on many, many things.

Man was I wrong.

Our wedding was a fairy tale. 180 people (which is TINY by Italian standards) and so much food, we could have fed the entire country of Africa. We had our children, baptized them Catholic and Boy Oneder has had his first communion. At the baptisms and first communion, we chose to invite immediate family only (Hubster’s parents, my parents, Hubster’s sister and family and my sister and family and our best friends, Kathy & Bruno and their girls). The baptisms were held at restaurants and Boy Oneder's first communion was held at home, where we ordered in food and had homemade pizza.

For the life of me, I cannot understand why others choose to have these huge, extravagent affairs for their childrens’ baptisms, first communions and confirmations. Everyone and their brother are invited to these wedding-like functions and all the guests give stupidly huge cash envelopes to the honoree. We eat like pigs, we spend 10 hours sitting at a banquet hall and NO ONE wants to be there!

I’m not saying my way was perfect, but at least my guests didn’t waste an entire day and evening at my kid’s sacramental party. My family bought the kids beautiful gifts to commemorate their special days, which will last a lifetime. We didn’t hold a “money-grab” party. We just wanted a small celebration.

I just hate these stupid functions with such a passion. Pretending you are interested in what people you have absolutely NOTHING in common with; watching your watch to see when it would be “appropriate” to leave without offending the hosts and praying you won’t be invited to the next such function.

With that, I have to get ready for the party.

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Saturday, 6 May 2006

Where the hell did spring go?

It feels like October outside today! The wind is so strong and bitter! The sun is shining, but it is freezing out there!

UGH….I want to go back to the ship {whine}

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Thursday, 4 May 2006

My Boy Oneder is a star!

The play tonight was wonderful. So what that he only had one line! The play was REALLY well done. So well co-ordinated. All the kids were GREAT!

On nights like tonight, I love being a Mom! Pin It

Who died and made HIM King?

That is the extent of Boy Oneder’s farmer role in “Dig It”, a play that his school is putting on this week.

Boy Oneder has been rehearsing for what seems like forever and tonight is the grand finale of a three day stint.

We haven’t seen the play yet, but we have tickets for tonight.

He is SO excited about us coming to watch him! I am really looking forward to seeing my little star shine. He loves being the centre of attention (hmmm…wonder where he got THAT from {snicker}) and tonight is his chance! He may only have three seconds of fame, but that three seconds will last a lifetime in our memories!!

Break a leg Boy Oneder! Pin It

Wednesday, 3 May 2006

Trying to look on the bright side of life

Sometimes, it seems the world is out to get me.

I know it’s in my head, but the black cloud that has encompassed my life for the past five years just won’t budge.

It seems I finally get a little ahead and then something strikes me down every time.

How much can one person take? It amazes me that I can still function.

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Monday, 1 May 2006

I made it through Day One

I was so nervous today about returning to work. I felt physically sick as I walked into the building.

As expected, everyone made me feel so welcome. I got hugs and so many kind words and everyone kept saying how nice it was to see my smiling face again.

I felt totally misplaced though. I don’t really know what is expected of me or what my role really is. Everything is very different. There is much more to the story than I am comfortable typing here, but suffice it to say, it is hard.

There are lots of new people, new roles…I felt so strange. My confidence is gone. Hopefully, that will come with time.

I am exhausted and I forgot just how shitty rush hour traffic is.

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