Vacation day one continued- Let's get drunk!

Ok sort of.

So after we spent the morning at Costco with Uncle and Auntie (have not decided if I should reveal their real names or make up ones like lots of blogs do- like Uncle Big foot and Auntie Nemo, which makes sense if you know them. Except I will never remember to call them their fake names and be wondering months from now who on earth i was talking about), including the Hot Dog lunch with fries and orange pop- so against the rules, and then the ice cream! (Oh the ice cream I said they couldn't have and then Uncle bought anyway) we came home for Maggie's nap.

Probably one of the most fun car rides ever. We were blaring Miley Cyrus "Party in the USA" (how did that get on my iphone...) and scaring Maggie out of her sleep. F-U-N! Once home, I de-tarted Maggie and even managed to get her out of her dress and in to Princess pj's instead. And she was passed out.

Rest of the afternoon was boring. Wii boring (wish I never bought that thing, but that's another entry too). So I decided we should have dinner early and head DOWNTOWN!!
And go to a PATIO!!
And do things ADULTS do!

I explained to the kids we would do what Mommy and Daddy used to do before they ruined our lives  came along. We were going drinking! Yippee!

OK so it was one beer on a patio and the kids had chocolate cake. We even stopped into the Crocs store and bought Owen some overly expensive rubber shoes that will probably give him blisters and he will out grow in 30 seconds, plus Gibblets or what ever they are called. Jibitzs? I can't remember. I actually had to walk back to the store to get the clerk (who was overly helpful- $50 later) to show me how to put those things on. Theatre major here.

We had a great time! It even rained on us on the patio and the kids thought this was funny. We had staring contests. And zerbert kisses. And BEER! Yippee.

The AFTERMATH

It was such a fun night. And then we go home. And completely high on sugar and well past their bed times, the kids ran in circles screaming their heads off, toothbrushes in mouth (so a no-no) in their underwear. It took forever to get them to calm down. Good lord.


Haven't heard a peep from them. Or Him who passed out on the couch at 9:30 (20 minutes after the kids) and has since gone to bed. I got to watch Top Chef: Just Desserts. Fine by me.
It was almost like having a normal life! One that I would like to live.
A keeper for sure.

Owen re-enacting the "Scare
Maggie awake" car ride.

It never gets old.

Rain Shmain

A step away from spray tans and upper lip waxing.

Today, oh joy of joy, I played Princesses with my 2 year old daughter, Maggie. LOVE!

I was never a girly girl as my mother can weepily attest to. I never wore frilly girly things. Or even girl clothes. I stole my brothers jeans and "Krusty the Clown" t-shirts. I have only just started wearing dresses to work, cause I can't find pants long enough.

So today Maggie got dressed up in a dress 3 sizes too big and let me put make up on her and we danced around. Me in my wedding dress. Her in her big girl dress. We almost had Owen in on it too but Maggie wanted to wear the dress he had on. Of course.

I don't think people were too impressed at Costco with the tarted up two year old. Who cares? It's not like I entered her in a beauty pagenat. 

Cause there aren't any in Ottawa. I checked.

My favorite photo of her EVER.

Unfinished business

Ok. So that kind of flopped. Million excuses. None particularly interesting. Trying this again.
Why?

Well over the last (october to July...november december january...counting on fingers...9 MONTHS?) 9 months I have changed jobs twice, lost 20 pounds and realised I am wasting my life.

Hello my name is Mid-life crisis.

I realised I spent a lot of time watching tv. It is mostly Food network, now (lots of nutritional value). But a few reality tv shows creep in. And my husbands lives HBO so I idlely sit down and watch. Nothing like adding value to your life with "Games of Thrones" or "Spartucus" (CGI penis= nugh said). When your conversations at parties revolve around the latest Alien mini series...it ain't good. Especially when no one else knows what you are talking about.

Well that changed when I hit the most weight I have ever weighed without sharing my body with another person. I realised my job was stressing me out completely, and actually became a stress eater. So I decided to change.

So I decided to waste my time on the internet instead. Brilliant!

I lost weight (more on that later), started cooking more, eating more natural and forcing my kids to do it too (super awesome if you like to hear whining over high fructose corn syrup). And started reading more blogs. (Actually, that's what I did at my old job when I was suppose to be working. Cough.)

I want to spend more of my time doing what I like. I wish I was super crafty. I am not. I have little sense of design or style. I know when I like something but couldn't create it myself. So I turn to blogs. love them. But they make me feel like Martha Stewart does: better haircut but completely inadequate.

All these blogs are so beautiful and full of artistic creation. Where are the blogs for the crafty failures like me? Oh wait. That's right. I started that...

So I am back to finish it. And all the projects I have started in the last 9 MONTHS. I could have made an entire other person but apparently chose to start a bunch of random projects instead.

Next: a review of my failures. This should be fun.