26 things I won't miss after the world implodes...(among others)

1. Whining
2. Carrots
3. Two and a Half Men
4. Facebook Ads
5. Cleveland Show
6. Finding sour milk in a bottle somewhere
7. diapers
8. Cooking
9. The skin that forms on soup
10. Rancid wine
11. Reading kids books over and over
12. Wonder Pets
13. Oatmeal
14. When you eat a Jelly Belly and it's gross
15. Noisy toys
16. Dumb quotes on facebook statuses
17. When my cat pees on things
18. Changing kitty litter
19. Olives
20. Over salting things
21. Under salting things
22. When I find a hole in my sock
23. Being awake for sunrise
24. Finishing my food and still being hungry
25. Job interviews
26. Papercuts

It's too bad I'm sure we'll have carrots at Christmas dinner....

How many times can I say...

How many times can I say, "Let go of the cat. You are hurting her!" ?

How many times can I say, "Don't hit your sister!" ?

How many times can I say, "Stop whining and talk nicely!" ?

How many times can I say, "Do you need a time out?" ?

How many times can I say, "STOP SCREAMING!" ?

How many times can I say, "Do you have to go pee?" ?

How many times can I say, "Gentle!" ?

sigh. 

Moving Game

Ok. So we are moving to Calgary.

Since Dave is up north all the time, the packing of everything is on me.

So here is the plan:

I'm going to set a date...a packing party. People are going to come (YOU WILL COME) and help me pack. 

Here's where the fun starts.

When a person finishes packing a box they write their name on it.

Whoever packs the MOST boxes gets a prize.

And, whoever packs the BEST gets a prize. 

Who's in?

Yes, my mug is a giraffe

I have so much housework to do today. So, naturally I'm watching Simpson's, drinking coffee and blogging. 

To be fair though, I did make some appointments that I have been meaning to make for months. Kalyn has like four specialists we need to see before we move. (Thank goodness that there were cancellations otherwise we wouldn't be moving until April....)

It took AN HOUR to make all these calls. Why? Because apparently my daughter does not want to see the doctors. She would not leave me alone...and the screaming!! (she is still screaming)

It's days like today that I think about how I can extract her teeth from her gums for her. Maybe there is a 'Dr.Nick' of dentistry here in Victoria that will help bring her teeth out with pliers...or something. 

The poor kid though. She is basically a part of the dental version of Hiroshima. Four molars and her lower canines... 

I feel worse for myself though. Much, much worse. 

(she is still screaming)

(is there any baileys in the fridge for my coffee?)

(no there is not)

Now I have the big question. 

What is a reasonable amount to pay for someone to take my baby until her teeth come in?

My kids met Santa.

So... my grandma and I took my girls to meet Santa. Pleasant man.

Here is what the kids thought of him.

So... after meeting Santa, we go home and my mum asks Sonia how meeting Santa was.

She responds with:

"ALL the kids LOVE Santa....but not this kid."

sorry..again

I really haven't had anything to write about.

Dave has been gone now for just over 4 weeks... so about 2 to go until he's home for Christmas! 

It has really been a long haul, but the girls are being really good..

I have really just spent my time dealing with the house, Christmas shopping, decorating the house and playing with the girls. 

The only thing about to change is that I have been put on a diet/exercise regime by my evil friend, Symone. I'm not allowed to have white flour, white sugar or beer... less cheese...exercise everyday (puke).

I will let you all know how this goes.

And, a reminder to everyone... my will is in the desk in my livingroom for when I die from this.



******6 minute update: I am drinking a beer and eating cheese.******