Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Only at preschool

So today in class we were talking about things that made us happy. We got some great answers: hugs, kisses, playing with friends and just plain old playing. Then we got this answer from a little boy...

"when I go for a poop on the potty"

Typical man.

kxx


Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Photo Dump!

Audrey and I went out for coffee (okay, tea) after a rigorous day of shopping. It's a hard knock life.

This made me laugh. You know the old saying: "If you can't laugh at Costco you go on a shooting spree" or something to that effect? Anyway, this man's cart was full of women's bladder control underwear. I had to take a picture.

Just trying to make Audrey laugh at school.

Putting a little english on my bowling ball. I did really well that day on only my second time ever.

Saw this at the store and thought Henry would be interested. He wasn't.

My Pi Day apple pie. You can barely see it, but there's a pi symbol on the top. Funny story... I had to google what it looked like.

Scott brought these home for me for no reason at all. I think I'll keep him.

The man himself and me at the hockey arena my second time singing the national anthem with my ukulele group. Sidenote: we were awesome.

Here we are on the way to the ice. Note the cheat sheets on the backs of the people in the front. Hee.

First day of Spring. I have two letters for that day. F and U.

Took this one today to remind me of whose report cards I'm doing. It's a third of kids in my class.
So that's the photos I've taken since the last photo dump. One little vent before I go...

I hate the time change. Not for the reasons that everyone gives, just for the fact that when I feel the need to start cooking supper, It's already 6pm. We haven't eaten dinner before 6:45 since the day we moved the clocks back. Can we stop this now?

kxx

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

This is my mum

Yesterday she would have turned 81. I lost her (we all lost her) 20 years ago. I know relationships are complicated but I can't help but feel jealous when I hear about people even older than me who still have their mums. Worse yet is when I hear that they don't get along. I get it. I do. People are different and parents are no exception. I understand. But when I think about my kids never having a crushing Granny hug or sloppy kiss, and how much I know she would have loved and influenced them, I just feel completely gypped. 

Look at this groovy lady. Circa 1978
kxx

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Back to normal

I've been sick for a while and I still have a nagging dry cough that has frequently made me lose my dignity (if you get my drift). But maybe I'll gain some abs. I'm thinking I may feel back to 100% by June. maybe July.

Here's what's been going on lately:

I loved the Oscars. I refuse to hear anything bad said about my secret (only to him) gay boyfriend NPH. He made me laugh, even when he was badgering Octavia Spencer. Watching it via Skype with Kathy in the UK was amazing as always. When I think back to the days when we'd make a 4 hour long distance phone call, I break out in hives. My favourite dress was Margo Robbie's.

I usually hate black dresses, and sleeves can be hit or miss but the jewelly, the hair and the lipstick all together...she looks absolutely stunning.
Everything else is going great. My kids are still teenagers and most days I successfully suppress the urge to abandon them at the nearest emergency room. On the days I don't, I find that grabbing my ukulele and learning a new song releases tons of stress. Right now I'm struggling through "Nothing Compares 2 U". I find it easy to play but super hard to sing. That Sinead sure has some pipes. That I don't have. Watch this space for me strangling my way through it in public in the next few weeks. More likely months.

Work is fun but so so busy. Plus the kids are constantly coughing and sneezing on me, making me feel like I'm in the world's germiest rainforest. Bright side: free tropical holiday. Check me out on Beach Day:

Watch out Margo Robbie, I'm comin' fer ya...


So that's my mini update for today. I'm actually glad that I have nothing new to report. You know the Chinese curse "May you live in interesting times"? That's so not me right now. All I do is work then flop onto the couch, try to catch up on the pile of unwatched tv shows on the PVR, while I cough and cough and try (unsuccessfully) not to pee myself. There are worse problems. Aren't there?

kxx


Sunday, February 22, 2015

Last one...

American Sniper

Bradley Cooper is
So very hot. And I think
There's war on too.

I liked it but again, It's no Whiplash. Can you tell that Whiplash was my absolute favourite? So here is my personal ranking, keeping in mind that I thought all this year's choices were really enjoyable and I was happy to have seen them all rather than most years being an absolute grump about 80% of the movies and actually hating at least 1 of them.

1. Whiplash
2. Grand Budapest Hotel
3. The Imitation Game
4. The Theory of Everything
5. Birdman
6. American Sniper
7. Boyhood
8. Selma

Whiplash has a 0% chance of winning. I think they'll choose Boyhood because of the stunt of the 12 year filming thing. Or Birdman because it's an indie and all insider about the industry. I won't agree. Please. When Whiplash comes to Netflix, watch it. You won't be sorry.

So, I have the apps all ready in the freezer, There's champagne in the fridge, my Skype connection is ready with my Oscar buddy Kathy in the UK, my Oscar ballot is marked, my bingo cards are printed, my clothes are picked out for tomorrow (so I'm not interrupted)... I'm Oscar ready, baby. Bring on the awards!

kxx



Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Today's haiku

is about Birdman

Michael Keaton plays an actor who was in a superhero franchise then gave it up to act in the theatre in a play he wrote and directed as well. He's dealing with a daughter, an ex-wife and being unsure that this play was a good career move. We liked it. It was weird, though. I was left wondering a lot if he was hallucinating or was this whole movie in a fantasy world. Loopy.

Batman plays Birdman
An actor trying new things
Why is he floating?

kxx


Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Haiku for Boyhood

Okay. I liked this movie, but it seemed to never end. I'm glad we saw it at home because I would have for sure had a lovely restful sleep in the theatre. As we were at home, we spelled ourselves with several breaks and snacks. I'm not sure why the critics are falling over themselves over it. Nothing happens. I mean nothing.

It told a lovely story about a boy (actually more like the whole family) throughout 12 years of his life. I think it was a stunt but whatever. It was supposed to focus on the boy but I loved Patricia Arquette's character and the girl who played the main character's sister (who happened to be the director's daughter). Lovely and natural.

So here's the haiku...

Boyhood
Took 12 years to film
Felt like 12 years to get through
Please go see Whiplash

kxx