Do you ever get too far into a conversation to turn back? Is it because we can't be bothered or maybe just too polite? Well I got knee deep this morning and I have to share because I can't stop laughing over here.
Hayden, Alex, Lui and I all were off on our morning walk when I was stopped by a young woman walking down the street pushing her sleeping baby. She stops me, takes off her sunglasses smiles and says "Hello! Remember me, I'm Heathers friend. We met at Jasper's birthday party". Now...as she was "re-introducing" herself cars were flying by us on a busy street so I only really heard at first (before I thought about it) "Hi I'm Heathers friend" and "we met at a birthday party". I do in fact have a friend named heather and I do meet random people at birthday parties so my partially distracted reaction was "Oh hi" because she did have that familiarish type of face. (Again, does that make sense? - Some people just have a common face). Wow, why do I share my stupidity with the world?
Anyway, within a few seconds of digesting what she said I realized that I did in fact not know her, but now I was knee deep so I just kept going along with this false conversation with this person about "Heather". She went on to talk about how they recently moved and that she hasn't seen her since the birthday. So me, being me nodded my head and said "Oh that's right, no I haven't seen her either". WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY, you ask? GOOD QUESTION! Again, was it that I couldn't be bothered or possibly just too polite? Either way the conversation was coming to a near end as really, how much could I fake?
What was funny was, as we said our goodbyes I could tell that she was quickly starting to realize that I probably was not Heathers friend and that she made a mistake, yet like myself was unable to call a spade a spade because now she thought, that I thought, that I knew her! So we both said our confused goodbyes and went off in separate directions.
I'm still sitting here scratching my head. How I have come this far in life is beyond me.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Mixed up feelings
With my mat leave end in now close sight I have to say I'm feeling allllll mixed up inside. Marcus turned to me yesterday and asked "Are you ok?" when I suggested we go down to the splash pad in the park so the kids can cool off, with welled up eyes. Welled up eyes because I realized the summer will soon be coming to an end, I will be going back to work and someone else will get to watch them play and grow on a daily basis.
Earlier that day when both kids were screaming at me for lunch I said and I quote "I CAN NOT WAIT TO GET OUT OF THE HOUSE AND BACK TO WORK!".
A little mixed up I am on this end. No two people have ever made my blood boil and heart melt like these two can. When I need to get as far away from them as possible, I'm RUNNING to get back to them after I do so.
They go to bed at night and I'm relieved for some me time, but by the next morning I crave to see their little smiling faces.
I have a love/hate for staying home and going back to work.
Could I be more confused?
I'm not going to even try to explain this contradiction because I have yet to make sense of it.
God, I sure took my adolescent "problems" for granted. If I went back I would make sure I didn't get stressed out over the fact that "Billy didn't smile at me in math class" or that "my parents won't let me stay up late. You couldn't pay me to stay up late now and really, I could care less about what ever happened to Billy.
Anyway...confused, sad and excited for the next chapter.
Some summer pics....
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
Time away not somewhere else.
Recently I wrote about the "vacation" I took with the family. I realized very quickly this weekend that was time somewhere else and not time "away". That was us (Marcus and I) going somewhere else with the kids other than our home. Time away was this weekend... Just Marcus and I AWAY.
Wine tasting, long walks, meals on patios, massages and lots of laughing at the Pillar and Post in Niagara on the lake.
A two night tease but worth every minute. I didn't cry this time leaving the kids and practically ran to the car the night we left. It was because of the night before that I knew I REALLY needed this.
Alex was having a hard time going down for bed. His teeth were driving him crazy so we had to go in two or three times to calm him down. Anyway, we finally got him to sleep so I had a chance to walk around outside in the yard cleaning up after the mess we made that day. Picking up a baby bottle here, putting a ball away there I was done in a few minutes. All that was left to do was take the stroller from the backyard to the front...easy enough. With a bottle in each hand I wheeled the station wagon model of our stroller to the front yard, dragged it up the steps and went to open the front door to go inside.
Well.... the front door was locked. Crap, I was locked out (at least of the front door). Why didn't you ring the door bell you ask? For two reasons.
1). I knew Marcus wouldn't answer because he would think it was the ghosts. Yes...the ghosts. Our door bell goes off multiple times a day for no reason. We realize it's probably not ghosts, but way more funny to look at one another when the bell goes off and say "ghosts".
2) If I ran the door bell or knocked more than once then there was a chance it would wake Alex...which was not an option.
The window I climbed through the last time I was locked out was locked and closed so around to the side of the house I went to check the side door...locked.
So to the backyard I went trying to reach over the fence for the latch...unsuccessful I was.
Still holding the baby bottles I ran in bare feet over to my neighbours house and knocked on their door, maybe I could just hop her fence? Yes, I know...I have no shame. I lost that a long time ago.
So knock knock knock and no answer. Now I'm getting nervous because my pizza was in the oven that Marcus had no idea about. I decided I would just let myself in their backyard and quickly hop the fence without anyone seeing me...they weren't home anyway.
Navigating around her BEAUTIFUL garden I'm now tip toeing through soil in my bare feet getting ready to straddle the waist high fence when my neighbours who I thought were out (they were probably screening my knock - or maybe they have ghosts too) walk out on to their deck. So picture this - hair all messed up, now sweating, barefoot and a bottle in each hand I'm hopping their fence. Awesome.
This reminded me of the time I was locked out of our old house and had to hop the fence preggers with Hayden ripping a whole in the crotch of my pants while my neighbours FIVE kids laughed at me.
At this point I explain the situation and our much needed "time away" not "somewhere else" with the kids. She says nothing and just smiles. My second foot hits our yard and I wave my embarrassed good bye as she says "Don't come home with another baby now".
I just kept walking.
Wine tasting, long walks, meals on patios, massages and lots of laughing at the Pillar and Post in Niagara on the lake.
A two night tease but worth every minute. I didn't cry this time leaving the kids and practically ran to the car the night we left. It was because of the night before that I knew I REALLY needed this.
Alex was having a hard time going down for bed. His teeth were driving him crazy so we had to go in two or three times to calm him down. Anyway, we finally got him to sleep so I had a chance to walk around outside in the yard cleaning up after the mess we made that day. Picking up a baby bottle here, putting a ball away there I was done in a few minutes. All that was left to do was take the stroller from the backyard to the front...easy enough. With a bottle in each hand I wheeled the station wagon model of our stroller to the front yard, dragged it up the steps and went to open the front door to go inside.
Well.... the front door was locked. Crap, I was locked out (at least of the front door). Why didn't you ring the door bell you ask? For two reasons.
1). I knew Marcus wouldn't answer because he would think it was the ghosts. Yes...the ghosts. Our door bell goes off multiple times a day for no reason. We realize it's probably not ghosts, but way more funny to look at one another when the bell goes off and say "ghosts".
2) If I ran the door bell or knocked more than once then there was a chance it would wake Alex...which was not an option.
The window I climbed through the last time I was locked out was locked and closed so around to the side of the house I went to check the side door...locked.
So to the backyard I went trying to reach over the fence for the latch...unsuccessful I was.
Still holding the baby bottles I ran in bare feet over to my neighbours house and knocked on their door, maybe I could just hop her fence? Yes, I know...I have no shame. I lost that a long time ago.
So knock knock knock and no answer. Now I'm getting nervous because my pizza was in the oven that Marcus had no idea about. I decided I would just let myself in their backyard and quickly hop the fence without anyone seeing me...they weren't home anyway.
Navigating around her BEAUTIFUL garden I'm now tip toeing through soil in my bare feet getting ready to straddle the waist high fence when my neighbours who I thought were out (they were probably screening my knock - or maybe they have ghosts too) walk out on to their deck. So picture this - hair all messed up, now sweating, barefoot and a bottle in each hand I'm hopping their fence. Awesome.
This reminded me of the time I was locked out of our old house and had to hop the fence preggers with Hayden ripping a whole in the crotch of my pants while my neighbours FIVE kids laughed at me.
At this point I explain the situation and our much needed "time away" not "somewhere else" with the kids. She says nothing and just smiles. My second foot hits our yard and I wave my embarrassed good bye as she says "Don't come home with another baby now".
I just kept walking.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Bugging me
It's 10:02am and so far today EVERYONE and EVERYTHING is BUGGING me.
No...I don't think it's me. I think it's the world with the problem.
I would like to vent and frankly I don't care if it makes sense today.
- stop putting me on hold
- just clean my ducts and enough with the up sell
- sun, you are just too hot today
- Hayden, really.. stop yelling
-Alex, really... stop yelling
- air con you are too cold
- Joanna time to join the gym
- lui get out from under my feet
- twit at the YMCA, just sign me up for the drop in centre and stop telling me to call back. I DO NOT HAVE TIME
- Dora, done with you
- Lui, don't crap in the yard
- Milk....come to me, don't make me go to the store to get you
- bills, leave me alone
- telemarketer, do you feel good about bothering me while you CLEARLY hear two kids yelling for their snack in the background
Ahhhh that actually feels better.
No...I don't think it's me. I think it's the world with the problem.
I would like to vent and frankly I don't care if it makes sense today.
- stop putting me on hold
- just clean my ducts and enough with the up sell
- sun, you are just too hot today
- Hayden, really.. stop yelling
-Alex, really... stop yelling
- air con you are too cold
- Joanna time to join the gym
- lui get out from under my feet
- twit at the YMCA, just sign me up for the drop in centre and stop telling me to call back. I DO NOT HAVE TIME
- Dora, done with you
- Lui, don't crap in the yard
- Milk....come to me, don't make me go to the store to get you
- bills, leave me alone
- telemarketer, do you feel good about bothering me while you CLEARLY hear two kids yelling for their snack in the background
Ahhhh that actually feels better.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
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