The Boys…

June 29, 2008 at 3:36 pm (Uncategorized)

As we were approaching Lethbridge, the texts from my mom were coming fast and furious. The boys were both sleeping, it’s tough riding in a car for 8 hours and their grumpiness was unmatched. We were all excited to reach my brother’s campground and finally see everyone already! GAWD!

 

Riley kept asking my mom “how many more minutes?” We finally arrived and tried to wake the boys from their naps. Brody was raring to go in a few seconds but Evan was not as easy. I was surprised at how easy it was to plop him on his grandpa’s lap and let him wake up. Harper, the lovely and fiery Harper, took about 4.3 seconds to warm up to me after we’d arrived. Man, is her hair red! It’s the color I dream about for my hair!

 

All of a sudden, it was like we’d just seen them the week before – not years. Within minutes everyone was running around begging to play video games or go to the park. The adventure had begun! It was lovely to see my neice and nephew, lovely to see my brother and meet his girlfriend. Lovely to see my parents. I love my family, we laugh easily, argue and make up easily. When I think of my boys growing up I hope and hope that we will all have the same relationship that I had with my brother and parents growing up.

 

The older boys played PlayStation and the younger two ran around trying to take everything in. We went to the park, played in the water, went for small walks around the campgrounds and giggled and laughed. This is exactly the summer I had pictured for my boys.

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My boy and sugar

June 28, 2008 at 11:57 am (Brody, Canada)

Brody is so full of sugar right now that he’s singing all of his sentences. Evan was playing with our portable dvd player and Brody was singing “he’s not supposed to be playing with the dvd.. he’s not supposed to be playing with the dvd…” over and over.

Brody gets really goofy when he’s pumped full of sugar. He’ll repeat his sentences over and over – he’ll sing and giggle. It’s really sweet. Then.. if you don’t keep the sugar coming he turns really really mean. Really mean. My dad loves to feed brody junk food and figures there aren’t any consequences. heh heh… It should be an enlightening summer for grandpa.

Meanwhile, Michael is gassing us out and brody is singing “daddy is stinky daddy is stinky – oh yeah!”

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The stress eating is OVAH!!!

June 28, 2008 at 11:49 am (Melodie)

I have finally realized that I eat when I am stressed out. I wonder why I didn’t clue in to this before. I just realized it a few days ago as I was finishing the last of a medium bag of M&M’s. It wouldn’t be so bad if I was stress eating vegetables and fruit. I ate my face off for two solid weeks prior to leaving on our trip to Canada. I think I know why I was stressed out and somehow holding the bag up to my mouth to cut down on time made me feel better.

In the past two weeks, I have put on 8 lbs. EIGHT!!!  For a person who moves up and down 2-3 pounds a month, 8 lbs in two weeks in insane! Do you know how I knew the stress eating was over? I had M&M’s left in the bag. I also had good left on my plate at dinner last night. Thank goodness!

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The Journey to Canada

June 28, 2008 at 11:43 am (Canada)

We got a late start on Friday, not leaving home until about 10:00 am. This was okay with both of us because we didn’t want to forget anything and we didn’t want to be rushed. The trip began with excitement and anxiousness – we were excited! Then, the afternoon came. Fast and furious. We were in Fernley, Nevada and decided to stop at the Walmart because I needed a bandaid (long story) and we were hungry. Walmart had a subway!!  As we were walking in to the store we were greeted with a sign that said “Gourmet Sushi.” I like adventures, but I doubt there would have been many takers on gourmet sushi from a Walmart in the middle of Nevada. If you’ve never driven through northern Nevada, well I compare it to a hidden wasteland. There isn’t a stitch of water to be found anywhere. The landscape is barren and full of native (aka drought resistant) plants. I’m quite confident that any “sushi” within the walmart could not be for human consumption. Not this human anyway.

 

The boys quickly lost the excitement for the journey and turned our road trip into a nightmare. I can’t really blame them – they are young boys strapped into a car seat all day. Boys who are used to running around and playing with their friends. I tried to get them to play together, but that ended up in fights. We stopped in Elko (a real hotspot in northern Nevada) for the night because Michael and I had had enough. I can only take so much whining. They both have this way of starting sentences with “momma…” in a particular tone that makes me want to rip my ears off my head. A few months ago I’d had conversations with both of the boys’ teachers at school about the whining. Both teachers said “they don’t whine, in fact, they communicate quite well.” This is a classic case where the parents end up getting the short end of the stick. I love my boys, more than life itself. But the whining. Dear god.

 

I am putting a certain husband on a strict diet for road trips. Between the whining and his intestinal gases…. I’m considering my options for transportation. There have been times when I’d have rather been on a greyhound bus in the middle seat with no a/c. You know, just for the peace and quiet.

 

Oh and we woke up this morning and Brody’s tooth was loose!! On one hand, it made me very excited for him – he’s been giving me daily teeth updates on his classmates. On the other hand, I’m sad my little boy is growing up. This is a sure sign that he’s a big boy – and the tooth fairy will most likely visit him at his grandma’s house!! I know there will be other teeth, other chances for the tooth fairy to come to our house – but it’s his first tooth! I’m glad his grandpa and grandma are going to be a part of “The great toothus exodus of 2008!”  We are currently driving through Idaho and should be in Butte Montana by 4:30 – no way, that’s Pacific time – so around 5:30.

 

The boys have just had a snack from Chevron (I’m getting the mother of the year award this year) and are experiencing boundless energy. In the back of the car. With no where to run. We’ll be stopping for lunch and shenanigans soon.

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Post Weekend wrap up

June 25, 2008 at 4:13 pm (Family, Melodie, Weekend)

Wii would like to play. And play wii will. Wii bought a Wii over the weekend. Brody calls it a wiitendo. So cute! I was busy writing my paper last night so the boys played while I watched from the sidelines. It was so fun to watch Brody and Evan run the 100 meter in the Olympics!  Their little arms were just a pumpin from running! 

We had a bbq on Saturday night to “shove” the boys off to Canada.  I realize now that I was really stressed out about the bbq and all the other to-do items we needed to accomplish. The closer we get to taking them to Canada, the more sad I become. I know this is good for all people involved – but I’m going to miss my little monsters this summer. I’ve also realized that I am a stress eater. I was full, but continued to eat like it was my last meal.

Ok, so this is a little later than a usual weekend wrap up – but I’ve been swamped! I started Brody’s “Templeton” costume last night. I’m tempted to head to a costume shop and get him a pre-made costume. I do this all the time, I bite off more than I can chew! And seriously, the play is tomorrow – where am I going to find a rat’s costume tonight? sigh…

We are having dinner with the hippies tonight. I don’t know what it is about brody but that kid is so social! Evan and I would prefer to be at home snuggling under the blankets – but Brody and Michael are social butterflies. Yesterday, on the way home, he asked us if a million people could come over. Uh jeezz… let’s see – I have a rat’s costume to make, lots of homework due, 10 loads of laundry, 3 people to pack clothes for, dishes to wash (so we don’t get ants), and a car to clean out. I’m gonna say “no.” Then he cried and cried. He stopped because we told him we were going to dinner tonight. GAWD

Work is hell for me right now. We are contracting with a consultant who has made it his mission in life to ruin my days. I thought I would be free of him for a few days but he managed to bother me remotely. Doesn’t he know that my brain is already on vacation? It’s been on vacation since Monday! I can’t possibly be expected to be here, at work, working! argh!

Anyway, after we drop the boys off with their grandparents, Michael and I are taking a much needed break – far away from work, consultants, clients, children and cats.  Ooooh and I just got the most brilliant idea – Brody’s tail is going to be made out of a long black balloon that is tied on to his pants. Brilliant!!

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My first meme (i’m saying me-me)

June 23, 2008 at 2:59 pm (Uncategorized)

The very lovely Christina tagged me for the me-me. I was a meme virgin so thanks Christina!

The Rules:

  • Link the person who tagged you
  • Mention the rules on your blog
  • Tell about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours
  • Tag 6 fellow bloggers by linking them
  • Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged

Hmmm 6 unspectacular quirks? Only 6?

  1. I have to sleep with a blanket on. It does not matter if it’s 100 degrees out – I cannot fall asleep without a blanket.
  2. I must must must load the dishwasher. I get this from my mommy. I know that I’m supposed to just be happy that someone else loaded it, but if it’s not done the right way – I have to rearrange it.
  3. I have social anxiety. It’s a burden more than anything. I used to hate going to places – I was fine once I got there but the initial “freaking out” happened while we were planning it. Now I try to take everything one step at a time and am taking lots of medication! It must be working because I can’t even remember the name of it now.
  4. I dream in color. I also have recurring dreams and past life dreams. Quirky!
  5. I prefer cinammon gum. Other flavors are OK – but cinammon is my fave!!!
  6. I have a hard time making and keeping friends.

I would love to tag other bloggers, but they’ve already been tagged. poo

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Reflections

June 14, 2008 at 9:57 am (Melodie)

I have been feeling lonely lately. It’s a state of mind for me and a feeling that I’m very familiar with. Fortunately, I have accepted these bouts of loneliness and don’t freak out about them like I did when I was younger. I’ve realized, over the years, that I bring on the lonesome stage all by myself. I let people drift away from me and then I slowly guide them back into my life when I’m ready.

 

A part of feeling lonely is my ability to withdraw into myself. I often have very profound reflections on my life and environment. On the way to work I love to have mini philosophical conversations with myself. These are more profound as I withdraw deeper and deeper within myself. I guess they aren’t conversations because I’m not actually speaking to anyone. Anyway, I wonder why people dress a certain way – what possibly could have possessed them to believe it is okay to wear black trouser socks with white woven flats. I wonder the two girls with Mohawks, lip piercings and “angry” outfits found each other and started a relationship. Did they look different when they first met and slowly changed their looks to complement each other? Or did they look that way from the beginning and just happen upon each other?  What a coincidence that would be because the only way I can tell them apart is one of them has these long tendrils of hair just before her ears that hang like ringlets.

 

Every day, I pass a few of the “regulars.” There’s the black dude who is giving away religious material and is always wearing a down filled coat – even on the days when it’s super hot at 8:00 am. Is he on a religious mission? Does he have a regular job? Is this his job? Not a bad job… pretty easy. Usually, I’m running late so I can’t ask him why he’s there. Plus, I’m not sure I want to strike up a conversation with a complete stranger because then I’d feel obligated to give him the “head nod” every morning. That’s a pressure I just don’t want. Then there’s the crazy guy who sings the same song – but couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket. On a few occasions he’s screamed “don’t look at me” in mid-sentence (or song line).  Could he learn a new song, a more current song, maybe one from the past two decades or so? My entire world is filled with questions like this. Some people love colors, some people love words… I happen to love wondering why people are the way they are.

 

As I grow older my patience and tolerance for other people has improved – I find myself more willing to let people be themselves without having (or giving) an opinion. If someone wants to stand on a corner drinking beers at 8:00 am, who am I to judge? It’s not the way I want to live my life – but I try to take a more tolerant approach. Maybe they just received bad news and don’t have a better way of dealing with their feelings? Maybe they just like to go through their life drunk? Maybe it’s the breakfast of champions? Whatever the case, I am finding that age is bringing tolerance and a greater amount of patience. Not a bad trade in my books.

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We’re on a McCation!

June 14, 2008 at 9:51 am (Family)

Evan calls a vacation – a ‘cation. We are on our way up to the big bustling town of Arnold for the weekend. This is the town that we visit in the winter when we “go to the snow.” For a girl from Canada who couldn’t get away from the snow for 8 months out of the year, it sounds funny to say “go to the snow.” Like there’s a choice. Arnold is a neat town with pretty scenery, hiking close by, antique shops and a fantastic yarn shop. While on our way, we stopped at McDonalds for a McFlurry. I happen to be addicted to the oreo mcflurry and although I’ve eaten my weight in Texas Fries and Chips n’ Salsa from Chili’s – I figured we could all do with a little dessert.

 

While in line, Michael and I began our mctalk.  He’s got the funniest sense of humour and it comes in stages. I can make him laugh all the time. Usually, I’ll start the funny talk and he’ll be inspired to join in. err…. Mcjoin in.  After mctalking about mcdonalds, we started on the smurfs. Like the f-bomb – smurf is a versatile word. Adjective, noun, verb – it does it all. Michael started with the smurf dirty talk – like “Smurfette is getting smurfed out by the old smurf tree.” Stuff like that. As an adult, a female adult, I’m not supposed to laugh at that – but I do. And it’s something that I’ll laugh about for days to come. I loved the smurfs when I was growing up.  That love has died over the years, I’m sure my current feelings for the smurfs resemble my mom and dad’s feelings when they had to deal with me watching it.  But Jimmy Neutron – well now we’re talking.

 

Growing up, we didn’t have a lot of options for cartoons. Scratch that – I didn’t have a lot of options for cartoons. My brother watched spiderman, transformers, and Batman. I wasn’t in to those cartoons and I still don’t like them. I view cartoons the same way I view movies or tv shows – it better entertain me or I’m turning it off. I want to laugh. I don’t want to keep up with complex story lines. I don’t want to see cartoon characters fighting, I don’t want to have to think – it’s a freakin cartoon! I’m pretty easy to please – make me laugh. Fortunately for me, I married a guy who can make me laugh and encourages my humour. I’m told this will be handy in our “later” years when we aren’t interested in kissing and junk – at least we’ll have laughter. And McFlurries.

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The backyard

June 6, 2008 at 10:36 am (Melodie) (, )

When we first bought our house, the backyard was so beautiful. It had lovely grass and a garden full of calla lilies. We moved into our house and brought home two beautiful chocolate lab puppies the very same day. Over time, the dogs TORE up this back yard. They dug up and trampled all of the lilies, dug holes in the grass, and pooped absolutely everywhere. Then we had kids. We couldn’t even go into the backyard after the boys were born because the lawn was 3 feet high and there was dog poop everywhere.

Eventually, the boys grew up and gave us a bit more freedom. We have built a deck, added a shed, a play set, a new and improved side garden (complete with two lemon trees), a new fence… the list goes on. The problem is, the backyard needs a lot of time invested into it and that is something that I do not have. I am trying to teach the boys to not throw garbage on the ground and to put something away if they’ve taken it out. But they are boys – and are so focused on playing that this often is the last thing on their mind.

Every week, unless I do a run through over the yard – the garbage piles up and becomes a menace. This past week was no different.  I am planning on a big gardening weekend. I am going to plant some things I just purchased, I’m going to re pot some things that are root bound, I am going to mulch the entire area… I am so excited!

I am also buying a bat house.  The guy at the nursery advised me against it, but my green thumb (my mom) told me bat’s will eat mosquito’s! While gardening the other night, I happened to get two bits on my tooshie and they have been the bain of my existence! I’m kind of creeped out about having a bat so close, but I don’t feel I have a choice. I want this summer to be the first summer when I can enjoy my backyard – that enjoyment does NOT include being eaten alive by pesky bugs.  I will have michael install the bat house, then i will try to forget that it is in the yard.

I am also NOT going to tell the boys about the bat house – I want the bat to be left alone and not pestered by some pesky kids!

 

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Monday, Bloody Monday

June 2, 2008 at 9:00 pm (Bored, Melodie)

Okay so the title is so cliche (insert little thingy on the e) – but whatever. Last night, for no apparent reason, I woke up at 1:30 am and was wide awake until 3:00 am. Gosh… I totally love that. Especially when I have to work in the morning.

I had an all day conference today, I actually learned something!!  Score! Usually, these conferences are a huge waste of time and people regret attending. I regretted the boxed lunch and the cookies that tasted like pickles – but the info was good. I also learned a good friend at work is moving back to Seattle. It’s hard enough for me to make friends, but when they move to a city that I ADORE and LEAVE me here – well forgive me if I don’t take it well. Ah I’m just kidding. I’m just GREEN with envy. Especially when I think of how close he’ll live to Canada. 😦

Did I mention that we are on the official countdown to the boys leaving for Canada. They can hardly contain themselves. Heck, I can hardly contain myself! As the date gets closer, Evan continues to emphasize what his grandpa has made for him, or bought for him, or how much his grandpa knows. I continue to call my dad and explain these things to him so that he doesn’t disappoint Evan by not knowing what the little piece of skin on your nose between the nostrils is called. Or is not surprised when he learns that Evan believes he built our dining room table (including the chairs). He’s handy, but he’s not that handy.

It has been an uneventful day today. Really, there’s barely anything to talk about. I hope I sleep tonight. How pathetic is that??  Goodness, I need to get a life. ha! Or maybe I should tell you about my tuition reimbursement application… snore……. 

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