Just a Quickie

Just a quickie today as this weekend is turning out to be FULL.

I did the Black Friday sales yesterday and managed to get everything I wanted without having to fight anybody or mow someone down with my trolley.

Last night we had 10 friends come over and my friend Julie, who's a medium, did readings for people. It was awesome but we partied from 4pm to 1.30am, so today I want to die. More on what she told me about my future later.....

Today I took the boys to see "Frozen" at the pictures where it cost $50 for 3 tickets and popcorn. Daylight robbery! Then I took them to our neighbour's house for a football party. The Buckeyes won at 42-41 and I nearly had a stroke at the end. But they WON! Yeehaw.

Tonight we are taking Craig bowling. He's on his way home from a hunting trip (no luck yet) then we are going back to a great little place we found. It's a dive but we like little divey places.

More later then. Sorry for the lack of pictures or anything remotely interesting!

Thanksgiving Part ll

After our walk we were all a bit zonked. We were couch potatoes. Look at Ben - so tired he couldn't even get completely on the couch before he crashed out...

Tonight Vicki came over for Dinner. She works with Craig and she's lovely. Daniel said grace. Yes yes I know we are not a religious family but Daniel goes to a church pre-school and he likes to say his "Pierre" before we eat. I didn't get a video, sorry, but here it is:
Thank you God for happy hearts,
For rain and sunny weather,
Thank you for the food we eat,
And that we are together.
Amen.

Daniel, for the 4th Thanksgiving of his life, refused to try anything and asked for a cheese toastie. I obliged because some fights just are not worth fighting.

Cheese Toastie & Carrots

After dinner we put the kids in our bedroom to watch a movie and me, Craig and Vicki watched The Hunger Games. Jack snook in and watched it with us and LOVED it. I 50% feel like a bad parent letting him watch it but really it's not that bad - no gore, no raunchy sex scenes. But the premise is kids killing kids, which no matter how you say that sounds terrible. I'm going to watch Catching Fire with Vicki on Sunday and Jack is begging to go with us. Mmmmm. Will have to think about that.

Now kids are in bed & we are watching the Shawshank Redemption because we saw it on telly and there's no way that you can't watch it. And it has a special place in my heart because it was filmed at the Mansfield Reformatory. One day, when I grow some balls, I'm going to do the Halloween sleep-over there.

Tomorrow morning I'm getting up at 5 to do the Black Friday sales. I love it I really do. Now I will NOT be doing Walmart - I'm not suicidal - but I am going to a place where I can get Craig and the boys some cool gifts for birthdays and Christmas. Wish me luck!

Thanksgiving Day

Today has been so good.  The boys woke us up by jumping on the bed with us and cuddling. Then Craig cooked up a lovely breakfast and we played board games and watched the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade. We got out of the house for a couple of hours on a big walk and Ben and the kids loved it.  Now we relax until dinner time.

Holiday Randomness

Quite a few random things have happened today.

Craig and I both agreed that we don't feel "surreal" about living in America anymore. It feels normal. This time last year I think we both thought it was still a special thing. I suppose that's a sad thing, to lose that feeling,  but also a good thing that we feel at home.

Jack stopped going to Tang Soo Do. We went there tonight and they were closed for the Thanksgiving Holiday. On the way back we talked. I asked if he was enjoying it because he isn't as keen on it as soccer. He went really quiet then said "Will you be mad?" I said no. We then went back and forth with him making sure that I wouldn't be angry. Then he made me text Craig to make sure that he wouldn't be angry  - then he confessed that he doesn't like it anymore. And he told me why - it's boring doing the forms (moves) over and over and over again. And they can't speak and have a laugh. I have thought about this since and I agree with him. It wouldn't be my cup of tea either. And I would really like to have that $100/month back in my bank account. So we're done with it and I think we all feel better for it.

Craig and I are ready for the Black Friday sales on Friday and Cyber Monday. We have a list and I'll be getting up at 5am on Friday! We'll keep you posted on the deals.

Tomorrow it's Thanksgiving. We plan on our annual hike then a friend, Vicki,  is coming for dinner. She works with Craig and I really like her. She's the one that got her dog snatched by a coyote this past week. Her grown up kids live in California so I'm happy she's coming here. We are going to watch The Hunger Games with her tomorrow night then I'm going to see Catching Fire with her at the weekend. She's also a huge fan.

After the ghost hunt a couple of weeks ago we arranged a reading night  this coming Friday. I also downloaded a ghost hunting app on my phone. It's been good fun so far. If a ghost actually does come through I'll probably move house.

Reaching Out

Once a month me & Jack volunteer at a local venture that gives a meal to the needy. Jack really needed to go to his martial arts class tonight if he wants to go for his green belt next week, but he insisted that he came with me instead because he loves going.  That made me VERY proud. As usual we had a really good time. We fed about 50 people and we mingled with them. We sat down and talked with them. And I am not being superior about this, because Craig and I have been there and done that.  Also, it's not a huge stretch that we might need that service in our lifetime. I can tell you this much - when Craig and I got here in 1999 we would have gone there if we'd known about it because we had nothing. And we had many days with no food.

But anyway - There's a little old lady that comes each mealtime. She's about 80 and tiny and very quiet. Me and Jack helped her out to her car tonight with some extra food and she whispered "thank you" as I helped her get it loaded into her car. I got about halfway home and kicked myself for not offering to host her on Thanksgiving Day. Sometimes I'm such a selfish idiot.

An Idiot's Guide to Rainbow Looming

My youngest wanted a rainbow loom starburst ring making tonight. So while Jack went to cub scouts with Craig, instead of doing housework I made him one. It was tricky. There were several times I wanted to throw the bloody thing in the bin. There's lots of fiddly rubber bands and hooks and then you get 75% finished and you mess up and the rubber bands ping across the room. But I finally made one. It only took me an hour. Good grief I'm useless at crafts.

Take my word for it: that starburst ring is awesome. 

Movie Day

Craig and I went to watch "The Hunger Games: Catching Fire" today, and it was fantastic. I could have sat and watched it again. The only bad thing now is waiting a year before the third one comes out.  When we watched it we took the boys over to our neighbour's house. They went to watch it tonight so dropped their boys off at our house. I love this relationship!

I also ran out at tea time and met a couple of women for a beer. I met these women through local Facebook groups and we get along. One's a bit nutty but that's ok.  We said we'd meet again soon but not sure if I will. This is going to sound terrible but I can barely keep up with current events and friends in my life without making new ones. I just don't have the energy or desire for anything new right now.

The other thing I did today was work on the family calendar. It takes me hours and hours but I love doing it and sending it back to England. I don't just put my family in there - I include all the kids from both families. So I get to spend time taking pictures from family on Facebook. I can't wait to meet all the new ones next year.

Sleep-Over & Bouncing

Jack got to have a sleep-over at his friend's house last night. As soon as he got home from school it started "Can we leave yet?" "Can we leave yet?" "Can we leave yet?" "Can we leave yet?" Finally we took him and he got to build forts and play video games and watch a movie. He told me he stayed up till 2.30am. Then recounted and said 11pm. I have no idea what time he went to bed. All I know is he loved it and told me several times today that he didn't want to leave.

When I dropped Jack off at the sleep-over house Danny broke his heart crying so Craig and I took him to Magic Mountain (an indoor play area) and we spoilt him a bit. He also got to sleep with us last night. He woke up at 8am and declared "That was awesome! I slept all night!" which is in contrast to me, who didn't sleep at all. It was probably a combination of waiting for a possible call to go and get Jack and knowing that my 4-year old was right next to me that kept me awake. A couple of times I did sneak a kiss or stroke his cheek or hold his little hand. Those moments are precious.

So we picked Jack up this morning then went straight to a birthday party till noon. It's an indoor trampoline place and the boys went nuts for two hours...

Danny leaps into the foam pit

Craig and I cleaned the house from top to bottom this afternoon, now we're waiting on our friends Eric & Dave coming over for dinner. It's only 6.20 and I just poured myself a glass of wine, but I think I deserve it!

How to Treat Girls

We got Jack's school picture back today. Doesn't he look fed-up? He swears he was smiling but you'd never know. I don't know why we keep paying money to school photographer companies because they are always terrible. One year they wet his hair and then patted it down and he looked like a serial killer.

People tell me that he's a handsome lad and to "beat the girls back". That line is a good one and I've used it myself on several occasions to other mums but it always makes me smile  because when I was a teenager I had a horrible experience with a boyfriend's mum who had the opinion that she would do just that.   By coincidence, my boyfriend Tony had the same last name as me. We dated for about a year in 1987 and during that time I went to his house several times. Each time she either ignored me or set me up for humiliation. For example, one time we had dinner there and she came through from the kitchen with a plate of food, went to pass it to me, then as I reached for it she gave it to Tony and glared at me like I had been presumptuous. I can still see the hate in that wicked woman's face. I was not the woman I am now back then - I was a shy teenager and was seriously scared and upset that she was so mean to me. She also once picked up an album of mine (Michael Jackson's Thriller I think) that I had lent to Tony and announced to the whole room "Think you're going to marry him do you?" because she saw the second name written on it. Tony told her we shared the same name and I have no doubt that she stuck another pin in my voodoo doll later on.

So anyway, she was seriously obsessed with her son and so horrible to me, his girlfriend, that I have it ingrained on my soul. My boys will be taught to treat girls with respect but I also hope that I will always treat girlfriends with respect. I hope. And to complete the story - our relationship ended when I was on a college internship and then he showed up one night, head shaved and a bit nuts. It was not good. I do wonder where he is sometimes and hope he's happy because he was a really nice person. She, on the other hand, was mean.

Snippets on Wednesday

I got home at 10pm tonight and I'm knackered but it was a good day. Here's some random thoughts from my day:

I'm so much more comfortable writing this blog bra-less. That thing was poking me badly.

This would be so much easier without a 50 lb dog on my lap, but he missed me, so I'll work around it.

Only got another week of teaching and I'm done. This semester has kicked my arse.

Had lunch with a friend who just escaped from a tyrant, psycho boss. So I'm feeling so thankful for my boss.

A friend had her dog snatched by a coyote this morning while she was in the garden with her. I can't stop thinking about that.

Tonight I shopped for 2 hours with PTA ladies for the kid's holiday shop. It was okay. Not fun really though. The PTA ladies that I have a laugh with couldn't come, so every time I saw something really stupid or cheesy I had no one to share it with.

I was rude to a 3rd grader and enjoyed it far too much. She asked if I had a quarter and I said I did, then she motioned for me to give it to her (by curling her fingers at me), so I walked off. By the look on her face I think that might be the first time anyone's told her no.

Jack got his much-wanted "Rainbow Loom". Craig bought it for him. Google it, it's all the rave.

Danny got a duck puppet

Update on my Henrietta Lacks audio book: this morning while listening to how Joe was abused as a child, I sat in the parking lot at work and cried

When I called my local beer store for delivery (yes they do free delivery) and they knew what I wanted I was embarrassed but they assured me that they just knew me because I have an English accent.

Well I'm sure I have more snippets but I'll leave it at that. It's time to read my new Johnny Cash Book.

Jack's Teacher Conference

Tonight we went to Jack's teacher conference. While we were waiting outside his first grade teacher came out for a hug and to say Hi. She asked why Jack had skipped the last two chess club meetings because he's gone religiously every day the last 2 years (errrr, news to me). I said I'd ask him.  Then I looked at some of the art work outside his room and his proudly declared that he goes scuba diving. No he doesn't. Is this my child I wondered? Then a support teacher came over and showed us his "good citizen pledge" and it was to mow our neighbour's lawn. Sod that. He needs to mow OUR lawn!

But we had a great conference with his teacher Mrs N. He's doing really well and she talked about how lovely he was. She also relayed a couple of funny stories. We both came away with some tips to help him, but overall feeling good.

I asked him why he hasn't been going to chess. I guess he's been learning how to use that plastic loom to make bracelets with rubber bands, which is all the rave at the moment. That'll be the gift of the year I bet. He's pestering for one already but there's no way I'm buying him presents this close to Christmas.

One last thing. He asked Linda what the word "f**k" meant today and said that someone told him how to say and spell it. So we had a little chat.  I know the mum of the other kid pretty good. Should I say something? I don't feel like I should, since we've dealt with it at this end. If that's all I've got to worry about then things are pretty good I think.

Sick!

I have been sick today. Woke up at 3am with a sore throat, the kind that makes you cringe when you swallow, and I also had that achy body where you feel like you've done a few rounds with Tyson.  So when the alarm went off this morning Craig got up and saw to the kids and got them off the school and called my boss and brought me medicine, bless him. I hate feeling sick. I can't lie in bed thinking "I must get better". I lie in bed thinking "I must get up and do something".  I did get up and shower and do a few chores but generally shuffled from room to room feeling sorry for myself.

I had my flu shot last week and I wonder if its made me ill. The same thing happened last year. I'm probably just being paranoid.
So I'm hoping I feel better tomorrow because I'm teaching then I have Jack's teacher conference (and I have to take a desert in for the teacher's lounge). This week is a full week actually. I better get to bed.

Storm. But Columbus is OK

So we did go bowling. My photographer neighbour/friend took lots of pictures so I'll post them at some point. It started off ok then Danny decided he didn't like it (because he didn't know it and was afraid). We all tried to coax him and he refused for a couple of frames but then came in at the 5th when he decided it was ok. And he WON! And he got a strike! When he won he was jumping up and down with excitement. It was so good. Jack and the other kids were cool about it.

 Then we came home and got storm ready! We took stuff down to the basement:
 Phones, computers and tablets
Clothes & Shoes
Contact lenses
Money (wallets and purses)
Keys
Stuff to protect us in the basement bathroom: pillows, bike helmets for the kids, duvets, a huge stuffed giraffe (lol, yes really)
Luke the Hamster
Ben's leash

 That's it. I found it enlightening how little everything else meant. I stood in the office and looked at my boy's "memory boxes" and thought no - it's not that important. We are going to need clothes and communication and water if this thing hits badly enough. Thankfully it did not. We got strong winds but that's it. Illinois and Indiana got hit bad.


Here's a video and the poor man is so scared he's doing the Lord's prayer. I'd be swearing & crying at that point. Definitely wouldn't be filming it!


 

Weekend Catch-Up

Yesterday was such a great day. Craig was hunting so I took the kids walking for over 3.5 hours!  They messed about in the creek and Ben finally got a big old walk. Craig didn't get anything yet but he enjoys his time in the woods.  I also let the boys watch "Diary of a Wimpy Kid" for the first time and it was great. I was pleasantly surprised how funny it was. Last night I started work on the family calendar that I make each year for family in England then I went to bed early. I was shattered.

I haven't done a Sunday morning walk in a while but I'm glad I did this morning. I met my friend Becca and we walked to a breakfast cafe and had an omelet then walked 5 miles. It's both healthy and therapeutic! I love my Sunday morning walks.
Today we are taking the boys bowling and then hunkering down and getting ready for a big storm that's supposedly coming later. Fingers crossed we won't lose our power again.

Broken Biscuits

It's nearly midnight  and I need to make a blog posting in the next couple of minutes so I'll just give a quick re-cap of today.

1. Jack has been drawing and drawing and drawing (thank you Wesley)
2. Danny sang us a cute song
3. I made a pirate sock monkey but stabbed my fingers several times, stressed out.
4. I have a potential stalker at work (obviously more later)
5. England football was bloody terrible. Lost 0-2 to Chile.

Bart Man

I think I might have a tiny bit of understanding why Bart's last crazy owner called him the devil. Now she was craaaazy and really mean to him for 6 years, so I'm not sticking up for her by any means, but he has certain personality traits that drive you nuts.

First of all, he walks or jumps in front of your feet when you leave a room or walk down the basement steps and it really is a small miracle that none of us have fallen. He did it to Craig on Sunday and Craig tripped, put his back out and has been on pain pills ever since.  He also pops up where you least expect him. Last week I left him in the kitchen and I went to do laundry in the basement. When I turned on the light in the laundry room he was sat on the washer looking at me. It nearly gave me a stroke!

But he's such a great cat with a huge personality. He loves us all and is even playing with Ben now. he opens doors, jumps on anything high, loves to be with us. The perfect cat. No cat will ever fill Frank's place in my heart, but Bart's a good one. I hope he's around for a long time.

I just realised that my friend Heather also posted today about her beloved cat, Sanders, who she lost 9 months ago. That's probably what made me subconsciously write about Bart tonight.

Our Bart

Thank goodness it's Friday tomorrow. It was a 4-day week but felt long. I love my job but I'm exhausted. Tonight I put the left-overs from dinner in bowls and then put them back in the plate cupboard.

Loving the Audio Books & Henrietta

I have become a huge fan of audio books.  Since I spend time in my car every day I thought I'd give them a whirl and started getting them from the library.

I started off with Michael Pollan's Second Nature and then The Omnivore's Dilemma. Both are non-fiction. The first is about the history of gardening in America and the second is about American food and where it comes from. Both were fascinating to me as a plant nerd but not sure if my non-nerdy friends would like them. The second one was also somewhat disturbing and talked about processed foods and cattle feed lots and all the terrible stuff you suspect but would rather not know about food production. I can tell you one thing, since I finished the book I ate local grown chicken and it's a million miles different to the bleached, antibiotic-pumped white rubbery crap they sell in supermarkets. It tasted like the chicken I remember from Sunday roasts as a kid! Now Mr. Pollan is a bit of a rogue, a bit of an activist and gets a bit carried away (his science isn't very good sometimes) but they were certainly worth listening to.

My newest one is The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks. When it first came out and went to the top of the NYT book charts I avoided it because it sounded a bit "heavy" for me, even though I love non-fiction. That's why I thought an audio book might fit me better.
It's a fantastic book! Can't recommend it highly enough. I'm 2 disks in to an 8-disk audio and I sat outside the house for 10 minutes tonight because I didn't want to leave the car. What a story!

So I have two things to relay from the book so far.

First the intro;  medical scientists had been trying for years to get human cells to live and divide and continue (the immortal cell) outside of the human body, so that they could test those cells with vaccines and other medical breakthroughs. All cells died within a short time, but not Henrietta's. So all HeLa cells (named after the first two letters of each of her names) are derived from her. There are currently trillions of her cells around the world,  used for all kinds of medical research. Her cells helped develop the polio vaccine and find treatments for AIDS and cancer. Her cells are the most important cells in the world. Here's the thing - she never gave permission for her cells to be taken and her family never know that HeLa cells derived from her even existed for many years.

The second story is that Henrietta had cervical cancer and I was horrified by the treatments back in 1951. They put radon rods inside her for two days and then gave her a month of radiation, all the while putting lead strips inside her to stop her colon being injured by the rays. Radon and lead? Blimey. Makes you wonder what they will say in 50 years about our current medical practices.

So there you are. If any of you like a good story but don't like to sit and read, maybe an audio book will work better for you. And I definitely recommend this one.

Sock Monkeys!

My friend Sue in England makes amazing sock monkeys. She also knits and does lots of other craft stuff and she plays lots of musical instruments and she's a fabulous singer. She just had that creative gene.  It's amazing to watch, especially when she sings, which she doesn't do too much since she's got kids. 

She was kind enough recently to share her sock monkey making skills with me because I wanted to make them for a craft show at Jack's school. She made me use my sewing machine, that I have had for 5 years and never used (I did learn to sew many years ago at high school but 80% of that is gone). So anyway, I made 7 sock monkeys for the craft show. I sold 4 and gave 3 away to close friends. The early ones were not good and I kept them at home.  Here they are: Camo Tommy, Tutu Tallulah, Pirate Sam, American Sam, Stripey, English George and Spotty....

My very first one during construction  - Now at home with Daniel

Since the auction I've made two for friends for free. Both have daughters that want a tutu monkey.  I loved making them because they are great girls. If anyone else asks for their kid I'll say no  - unless I love your child of course (thinking Katy or Hannah) and then I'll say yes.

One for my friend: Tutu Monkey

I thought I might have an Etsy account or FB page but that would get on my nerves BIG TIME - people wanting me to respond and pestering me. Maybe I'll just make some and do the odd craft fair?
Whatever  I do I'm grateful to my friend Sue for giving me a little craft that I can do. Now I don't feel like such a Neanderthal.

John Southern

I need to start off by wishing my step-mum Sheila a Happy Birthday!  We did try and call but there was no answer.

We had today off work for Veteran's Day. We had planned to do house work and yard work but I got up at 10.45am (gulp, yes really!) and then Craig went back to bed this afternoon. So between us we didn't get much accomplished. We hardly ever do things like that but we were both exhausted, so I'm not going to feel guilty about it.

I did take Danny to a play cafe for a couple of hours. It was so nice to sit down with a coffee and not have to hover over him like all the other mums had to (they had babies and toddlers). I sat and watched him play, ever so gently with babies, and so nice with the other kids. I'm proud of him.

I have really enjoyed seeing pictures of friend's relatives on Facebook today. Many friends had grandparents or great-grandparents that were veterans. It was great to see my friend Lauren's handsome grandad, my best mate Sue's grandad with Winston Churchill (what a picture!), and a friend's grandad who fought in the American Civil War. It's so touching to see them all. I read a picture about a vet in Lytham in England who died and didn't have an relatives and hundreds of people, strangers, showed up to his funeral to pay their respects. That one had me crying like an old fool.

I found a lovely picture of my paternal Grandad in his WW2 uniform but not of my maternal Grandad (must try and get one from mum). I did find this picture though. His name is John Southern and he was the young brother of my great grandma Ada. He died in battle in Belgium during The Great War. He was only 20. The battle (3rd Battle of Ypres) was famous for it's poor leadership and awful weather conditions. The men and horses and military equipment were bogged down in waist high mud and their commanders sent them to their inevitable deaths. It's very sad. He's buried in Belgium. Maybe I'll make it one day. My mum is going next year and Craig's nephew Luke is too. 2014 is the 100th anniversary of the beginning of the war.

Changing Rooms

Last night I deleted the post about my ghost-hunt on Friday by mistake. I'm so fed-up about that because I wanted it documented. So don't be surprised if you see it pop up again re-written and back dated.

Today we were super productive. We sold the loft bed and thank God we did. We hated it! Ever try changing a fitted sheet on a loft bed? Let me enlighten you - you have to climb the ladder and get on the bed and then try to change it while you are sitting on the bed. Ever try to put a sheet on a mattress you're sitting on? Nightmare. As you can imagine I swore a lot!   And I didn't like that I couldn't sit and read Jack a story and the thing was so big it was obnoxious. Yeah we hated it. Good riddance loft bed.

So we now have a twin bed for Jack. Our neighbours Dave & Pam gave us matching twin beds a couple of weeks ago and we went and bought 2 mattress sets today. We need rails for Danny's yet, but here's the new room set-up, complete with the art work I bought at Jack's school last weekend:

I also re-did our room. Previously we had a flowery green theme, but now it's all Brit. I like it a lot. I think it's safe to assume that I'm homesick and need to go home soon.

Thankful Stuff

Today's earlier post is gone. Must have deleted it by accident. oops.

Well I got half of my to-do list done: Craft show & BD Party. Tried to have a nap when I got back at 3 PM but  the kids were too hyper. I had a conversation with a friend tonight who feels like she has no "hope" right now. Thing is, she has an awesome family. So even though we all feel a tad fed-up sometimes we need to keep things in perspective.
I'm: Happy. Tired. Feeling Fat. Suffering PMS. Grateful. Dry. Poor. and Loved
When I look at that list then I think life is good, Because I think the number one thing for a happy life is friends & family.

A Happy Halloween

I think that Halloween is fast becoming one of my favourite holidays. We started on the 19th of October and celebrated it for two weeks. Here's some of the events and pictures from it:

Danny's Pre-school Parade

"Trunk or Treat" at Jack's School

Trunk or Treat

Trunk or Treat

Werewolf Craig with our Trunk

Jack & friend in our Trunk

A Trip to Pigeon Roost Farm

Party: Shaun & The Girl in the Garden

Trick or Treat Night  - The Grim Reaper and Grumpy Ninja (what a  picture!)

Zombie Jack

Today & a Troll

Today was a long one, and then a PTA meeting. A couple of people asked me what was wrong and looked genuinely a bit scared for me. They could see I was exhausted but I did the whole upper lip thing and I think I got away with it. I'm fine, but I am very tired if I'm honest. And a bit run-down. I dream of going to a spa for a week on my own. When I win the lottery of course.

And today, on a Facebook forum, I also got called "weak". Craig and I manage a Facebook page where people post events. A troll was on there this morning and was horrible and rude and called me weak. WEAK? I left school at 16, left home at 17, emigrated to another country, and have done 50+ skydives. I'm a lot of things but "weak" isn't one of them.

It sounds like this was a bad day - it wasn't. I had a great day actually. I was just complaining a bit.

Danny: What a Difference a Year Makes

Today we had Daniel's teacher conference. His two teachers looked at us and said "He's amazing. Excelling in academics, social skills and all other areas. We have no concerns at all. Questions?" Blimey. What a difference a year makes.

All afternoon I've been busting with pride, dying to tell someone but everyone at work is at a conference except me. I said something on Facebook and tried not to sound too much like Mrs smug pants but it's hard.  I want this little moment of feeling good about myself and my parenting skills, since most days I question everything about it. I'll probably go to my grave still struggling with the "should I have held Jack back?" thing. He'll be married and 50 years old and I'll still wonder about that. So yeah, feeling good right now.

And when Mrs J said "One of the best things about him is his Independence and the fact that he's happy with who he is and what he's doing. He'll be a leader". Well that just made my week. A year ago that Independence drove me up the bloody wall. Now I'm proud of it. This past 12 months he's grown into an amazing young lad.

Of course last night at the supermarket he was running (he can't walk) and hiding and grabbing and acting like a lunatic as usual, so let's keep things real.  But I'll take today's little parenting boost and store it in a happy place.

2013 Pre-School Picture

The Worst Salesman in Ohio

I am selling Jack's loft bed because I can't change the sheet without cursing like a sailor and I can't sit on his bed and read him a story. He's fed up with it too. Our fabulous neighbours have given us matching twin beds that I can't wait to set up.

I posted the loft bed on a local buy, sell, and trade Facebook site so that I wouldn't have to deal with Craigslist crazies and got some good responses already.  A lady came over to see it tonight so I spent 30 minutes after work tidying the house and doing my best to make it look like we aren't slobs. I also instructed Jack not to talk because he has a habit of talking people's ears off and telling them things he shouldn't (like how much we paid for it, for example).

Just as the doorbell rang Jack went into the bathroom (which is opposite his bedroom) and did a horrendously smelly poo. And then he came into his bedroom and showed the woman where all the scuff marks on the bed were, including a place where there had been a name in marker pen and I'd buffed it out (not too well).

Nice one Jack.

Craft Show & Bommy Night

One day into Nablopomo and I FAILED miserably. Guess I should try a bit harder huh.

Yesterday was such a crazy day though. It was the craft show at Jack's elementary school and I had a table with two other mums. I sold a few sock monkeys and had a good time catching up with friends and neighbours but I was there from 8.30 to 3 and of course got roped into the dismantle at the end. There's about 6 of us on the PTA that do everything, which is good since we all get along great, but also a pain in the bum because we get saddled with all the work at every event. I'm not sure why only 6 of us out of 200 sets of parents are the only ones willing to do stuff. Oh well.

My crafter friends, Erika and Eileen

I made $46 in sales but then bought stuff on the silent auction, including this art work from Jack's 2nd grade class. His hand is the one top middle, with the black finger nails. Mmmm, where to put it?

When I got home about 3.30 I laid on the couch and was a total couch potato while Craig took the boys on a haunted train ride (he had gone hunting in the morning but didn't get a deer).

Last night we all went to Maureen's house for the annual Bonfire Night party with the Brits. That has quickly turned into one of my favourite events of the year. I love my British friends. We did have a few issues with a child there who was encouraged by his mum to fight and punch to get what he wanted. He hit Jack a few times and even walloped him over the head with a garden stake at one point. That was the point that my alter-ego showed up and I put an end to it. I like the mum but I haven't raised my kids to be violent and I don't appreciate it when other parents act like that. I see no reason to tell a child that hitting is okay. None at all. Some parents think that teaching a boy to be a "man" is important I guess.

Today we got to sleep in. Hurrah for fall-back! My goal is to hoover, since I haven't in 2 weeks and my house is a box full of dog hair. And of course there's laundry, dishes, tidying and trying to throw away all the plastic crap and candy the kids got for Halloween without them seeing me do it.

Ghost Hunt at my House!

Soooo I missed another blog post yesterday but in my defense I got home from work at 5.30pm to find a friend and her son at my house for an impromptu visit. It was nice, but errrr, also a tad inconvenient as we had a party at 7pm and needed to get ready. After she had gone Craig and I ran around like headless chickens getting ready and deposited the kids at the babysitters house and then we partied!

Actually it wasn't a party per se but a GHOST HUNT! Yep, I had my friend Julie come and do a ghost hunt for our resident ghost Gene. It was great - she got lots of signs of spirits in the house. She also picked up on my mate Becca and said her grandpa Charlie was with us. Becca and her grandpa had this amazing conversation over a machine. It sounds naff but it wasn't. All the girls were bawling of course.  My other friend had her dog come to visit. She had her dog for many years and he passed away this spring. Just this week she's started looking for another. Maybe he's telling her it's ok? So we all really enjoyed it and I'm going to book her to come back and do some readings for us all in a couple of weeks.
Some husbands came and did the eye-rolling manly "this is complete nonsense" thing but none of them left. Big fakers! hahahaa.

The only signal I got from Gene was when I asked if his wife was with him and I told the group she used to bake pies - then the machine went nuts! But then it also said the word "cancer" and I don't know if that it referring to how SHE died or if I need to get to a doctor! Taking no chances and getting back to my Gyno this week as I do have some lady problems going on right now. Nothing serious - ovarian cysts - but better safe than sorry, hey.

To make up for my sloppy blogging  performance I'll do two posts today. I'm going to a craft show, then a BD party, selling Jack's bed, and want to decorate my bedroom. Think I can fit all that in today?

It's NaBloPoMo!!!

Well then - it's November, which means it's  National Blog Posting Month (Nablopomo)!
According to the rules, I must post each day in November and since I've always done it I'll commit again this year. I've not been blogging this summer/fall anywhere near like I would normally because (1) my life is nuts and (2) I'm getting senile, but I WILL post each day this month.

I aim to use this time to catch up on family visits, kids, home life, stuff. Will try not to make it too mommy/boring/naff.

But this IS mommy -  I'm still up at 11pm making my sock monkeys look fabulous for the craft show tomorrow at Jack's school. Yep, I'm making sock monkeys. Actually I love it (Thank you Sue). Might have found my calling.

That's it for tonight - got to get to my monkeys. See you tomorrow then! :)