I haven't fallen off the face of the earth

We've just been super busy, and not home at all much. We've been taking advantage of the gorgeous weather, going to the lake, swimming, etc. That, and DH is still working absolutely stupidass hours, and is never home, so I don't really have the chance to sit down at the computer anymore. DS and I are joining my parents and some family friends in Osoyoos for the week while DH works his ass off. I should be excited, but, frankly, I'm plain upset that I'm vacationing alone. Yes, I know that I could stay at home and be alone, or I could go to Osoyoos and be alone, but we were both really looking forward to this as a family. And, now, I must go fold laundry and finish packing - yes, I know it's late, but it's impossible to do laundry and pack when DS is awake.

our bed is broken

and not from anything fun either! We were butting heads (DH and I) and I went upstairs to cool off, and sat on the bed to read, when BOUF, my ass (well, the mattress) is touching the floor!! Apparently the rail broke away from the side board. We have a pine sleigh bed, so all the parts are wood, and I guess it splintered. So at the moment, our boxspring and mattress are on the floor, where they will probably stay until next weekend when DH will have a chance to fix it.

And in other news, an old friend, *J*, of mine just invited me away for a weekend. A WHOLE weekend, Friday to Sunday, away from children, just the girls. It's a low-key staggette for a really good friend of mine *K*. J's parents have a "cabin" up at Whistler, so the idea is to go up for the whole weekend, do some hiking, go to the beach, and party on the Saturday night. God I hope DH can get away without working that Saturday. I need this more than anything right now. *J* said I could come up at any point over the weekend, but man, I REALLY want to go for the whole weekend.

And, among other things, our internet connection keeps cutting out. Our nextdoor neighbour has cable too, and she said hers is fine, so I'm thinking we need a new modem. So that's why I've been dissappearing for days at a time.

And, I still can't figure out how to post pictures.

I feel like the worst mommy in the world

We just spent 2 hours at the walk in clinic (at bedtime) because Trevor sprained his elbow, or I sprained it for him. We were walking across the parking lot at London Drugs, and he tried to pull his hand out of mine so he could run, so I held on tighter, and he tripped and fell, while I was holding tightly to his hand. He whined, and I thought nothing of it, because I thought he was mad that I was still holding his hand. He walked inside, I got a buggy, and then he wanted "uppies", and threw a fit when I put him in the buggy instead of carrying him. I gave him a snack, and he was still sniffly, again, I thought it was because he wanted to be carried. We walked through the mall, were in Zellers, when he's still whining, looks at me and patting his right arm, says, "wowies mommy" meaning owies. He said it a few times, when I realized he wasn't using or moving his arm. He wouldn't move it, was only using his left arm. So finally, I decide to go to the clinic, and DH meets me there. For the first hour and a bit in the waiting room he was laughing and playing with another little boy, all the while not using his right arm, or moving it away from his side. He didn't even use it to climb. I tried moving it a bit, and got a snarly "wowies mommy." The doctor figures that the elbow had popped out a little, and settled back in on it's own, and now it's like he sprained it, and it's a little tender.
I feel horrible. I know I didn't let go so he didn't get hit by a car, but I still feel horrible. The doctor and DH both said I did the right thing, but it doesn't feel good when you have a hand in your child getting hurt. Let's just say the tears flowed. Let's hope that he wakes up tomorrow feeling better.

My day off

was wonderful, but I felt like I was waiting for something. I got a chance work on my quilt, exercise, eat lunch by myself, do laundry, clean the bathroom and the bedrooms, and dye my hair. (My hair doesn't even really look different, what a waste of time) While driving over to sis's to pick up DS, I realized what I felt like I was waiting for was DS to wake up from his nap. I had the feeling all day like I was on borrowed time, and that any minute my solitude was going to be interrupted. It was weird, but after five months of only having his naptime to get things accomplished, I guess that's only natural. I could use a couple more days like that to get my house organzied! I'm sure we all could. You know, one of the nicest parts of the day (besides being fed dinner when I got to sis's) was going pee BY MYSELF any time I wanted. I think that's something as a mom you rarely get to do, yet grately appreciate.

Oh, and DH's boss is trying to placate him (and me) by telling him that when this job is finally done, he can take a month off. I'm not holding my breath. I'll believe it when I see it. I bet you the time comes and they'll say he can have a week, but then they need him to start another job. Man, the stuff I could get him to do in a month!!!! It would be nice to have some family time, that's for sure.

Osoyoos may not be quite this cute this year . . .

My DH just informed me that our summer vacation may not be happening this year. HA. That's what you think. His company is expecting WAY too much of him. He's leaving home at 4:30 am, returning at 7:30/8:00 pm, six days a week since February. They told him mid July. Then the end of July. Now it looks like the end of August. I am soooo done being a single parent it's not even funny. DS whined and cried all day today. I've been noticing that he's getting worse and worse on Mondays, after he's seen Daddy all day Sunday. I think only seeing him for such a small amount is really getting to him. Mondays are hard for DS. And even harder for me. Before DH got home this evening, I called him telling him I was done. I've had it. I can't do this. He said he'd quit his job, and panic set in about finances, and I backed off and said I can handle it if I know where the end is to this. I then calmed down enough to call my sis and ask if she could take DS for a day. She asked if I had stuff to do, and without even thinking, I said, "no, you just need to take him for a day so I don't kill him." OKAY, a little overdramatic, but man was my blood pressure rising. My biggest pet peeve is whining (so, I got that from mom) so after hearing it all day I was hmmmm, a little burnt out. Actually, I am planning in my head what I can get done without a monster underfoot. Let me tell you, it is difficult to do laundry when he keeps running around the house with the clothes, trying to dump the soap, turning the temperature on the hot water heater, throwing items in the washer that don't go in, unfolding the clothes I've just folded, putting clean laundry in the dirty piles - and this is within 5 minutes folks!
Ahhh, I needed to unload that. Back to the vacation. DH booked the first week of August off, oh, I don't know, in February. Back when the overtime started. He called the office, and said no matter what, he was taking the first week of August off. NO MATTER WHAT. Now he's saying he might not be able to get away. I might just go by myself with DS. It's not like I'd be alone, we're going with like 20 people. Including my parents, who would probably look after DS for an hour here or there. And there will be other kids there for him to play with. Ah, fuck it. I'm gonna go whether hubby can or not.

Oh, and on a whole other note, I figured out that my vericose veins hurt while gardening because something bit me!

What was going through my head while gardening . . .

why do mosquitos love me?

why does my garden reproduce weeds like bunnies in mating season?

why do red ants crawl up my shirt while gardening?

how can I raise $500 for breast cancer research by August 5 so I can win a pink kitchenaid?

why oh why does my son whine like that?

when will I ever see my husband again?

how come I can't lose that elusive 10 lbs?

how is it that there is never enough time in the day to do all of the chores on my list?

OUCH, are vericose veins supposed to hurt like that?

do they make a hairdye close enough to my natural shade that won't cover my natural highlights, but will cover my gray??? hahaha i can always dream

really, if the summer's gonna be this crappy, why wait until fall to get pregnant?

ahhh, too much computer time, better go do other chores

happy anniversary

to us. It's our third wedding anniversary. We've been together for over 5 years, and we've known each other for 16, half my life! When we were teens, DH and I each had two best friends. Mine were K & K. His were S and R. R and one of the K's were dating, and that's when we became friends. Shortly after, I started dating S! That only lasted for a very short while. Some of us went our own ways, but DH and I always remained good friends. A while before we started dating, we started spending more and more time together, when I realized I had feelings for him. He says he'd had feelings for years, but there was never a right time to act on them, until 5 years ago!
Well, 5 years ago, S was our best man! There is nothing better than marrying a good friend, who you've fallen in love with. He is the most wonderful, caring, loving person. (When he's here).

How are we spending our anniversary you ask? Why going to the Strata AGM meeting in our townhouse complex. FUN. NOT! Ah, we'll go out on the weekend if I can book a sitter. I was thinking about it today, how I've changed with him. I don't need anything special to remind me of our big day, because every day he reminds me how much he loves me, with the way he treats me, the way he looks at me, and the way he kisses me!

Sappy bit over, back to regular programming . . .

My son and his antics

SOOOOOO the monster has been at it again. Friday afternoon mom, dad and I were watching tv and DH was playing on the computer, I think I hear a noise from the other end of the house. That CAN'T be, as T is in his playpen sleeping. We brush it off. Mom goes to check the laundry, and the door to the room T is sleeping in is rattling. I open the door, and there he is, standing before me, "hi momma". HE WASN'T IN THE PLAYPEN. I ask how he got out. DH puts him back in, and says show us what you did. He goes to the corner of the playpen, puts one hand on either edge of the playpen, puts a foot up on the side, and remniscent of a gymnast, vaults himself over the edge!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh he will give me a heartattack before he's two.

THEN on saturday, shortly after my parents left, he ran off, and went into my parent's den. My mom has a dollhouse in there, which he knows he's not allowed to touch. There is also a miniature skateboard (barbie size) that my dad lets him *stand on* (no dad, not a good idea . . . anyway). I see him crouching down, rice picker style, and I hear a crunch. "T WHAT DID YOU DO?!!!!! GET UP, WHAT DID YOU DO????" He gives me a funny look, stands up, and I see a squashed dollhouse chair. The child was trying to sit on a chair not even Barbie would fit in. I gave him H E double hockey sticks, he had a little time on the "naughty spot" and two days later, everytime I thought about it I laughed. I bought glue, and the chair now looks okay, and thank goodness Nana laughed.

WHEW . . . I made it home

That was one long drive. I hate driving in the dark. Even more than that I hate driving in the rain. It was dark and POURING and I had to drive for an hour on the highway. My own dumb fault, I was at my girlfriend's for dinner and stayed too long. It was a little scary to say the least. However, I got to celebrate Heather's birthday with her, which is nice. Her hubby made a great dinner, and it was a good end to our "weekend" away.

We've been at my parents since last thursday. It was good, good friends, good family and good food. Mom and Dad weren't there for a few of the days, but it was more about being closer to hubby's work for a few days since he's working like crazy and traveling 200km a day. He was happy with his 15 minute commute in the mornings, and T and I were happy to be able to eat dinner with him (and the various family and friends we saw while there).