I'm bringing this idea over here that Amanda from Living Lucky adapted from another blog. Hmmm, maybe this will become a regular addition...
watching ~ the end of Glee! I wish I could dance and sing like they do. Oooo, now Sarah 101 is on. Love Tuesday night TV!
procrastinating ~ making the kids lunch for tomorrow. Definitely not one of my favourite things to do.
feeling ~ exhausted! Thankfully it's almost bedtime.
wondering ~ why some people can just simply dance and sing? The girl who plays Brittany and the guy who plays Mike on Glee amaze me with their dance skills. Their bodies move so effortlessly to the music. Beautiful!
trying ~ to stay awake.
missing ~ summer. Only a few months away. YAY!
loving ~ having all the family home tonight, two of which are soundly sleeping....make that three :)
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
You Sunk My Battleship!
My little man was home from school yesterday with a sore tummy. We snuggled and played a few board games, and that's when I caught him in the act....
Gotcha!
Monday, March 28, 2011
Custom Compact Camera Case
[photo taken during our recent trip in February to Punta Cana]After waiting a few weeks, my new personalized camera case arrived in the mail to house my Canon SD1400IS! I'm giddy with delight as I've been looking for a camera case for awhile now.
When ArtsCow's Custom Compact Camera case went on sale for $4.99US (reg. $9.99) I couldn't pass on this great price. Can I get a Woot! Woot! I love finding a good deal {thanks for the heads up Sheba}!
Creating and ordering the case was quick and easy. While the quality of the picture on the case could be better, I'm not complaining because at $4.99US it really was quite a bargain.
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Friday, March 25, 2011
I am...
glad the weekend is here!
Bella and I spent the afternoon with some wonderful friends we met during our February Punta Cana getaway. Bella and Hannah hit it off from the moment they met so it's nice they can continue to be "beach buddies" as they don't live too far away from us.
As I type, I'm enjoying a glass of white wine and some Swedish Fish {thinking of you, Sheba...one of your favourites, I know}.
A fresh batch of cookies just came out of the oven. Ok, not homemade but still yummy. They smell oh so good and they're still warm...Mmmm!
The weekend is off to a great start! How are you spending your weekend?
Bella and I spent the afternoon with some wonderful friends we met during our February Punta Cana getaway. Bella and Hannah hit it off from the moment they met so it's nice they can continue to be "beach buddies" as they don't live too far away from us.
As I type, I'm enjoying a glass of white wine and some Swedish Fish {thinking of you, Sheba...one of your favourites, I know}.
A fresh batch of cookies just came out of the oven. Ok, not homemade but still yummy. They smell oh so good and they're still warm...Mmmm!
The weekend is off to a great start! How are you spending your weekend?
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Springing Into Action
There's something about Spring that gets me giddy. My body feels lifted. I start feeling refreshed. I feel like I have a bit more energy. I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels this way.
Last week I got the itch to bust open my gardening books. I started looking through my magazines dreaming of rich soil, green grass and colourful plants. I bought some flowers for the little desk by the front door to help out with my urge to garden.
Spring cleaning was in full effect!
I cleaned out and organized under the laundry room and kitchen sinks.
I purged and tidied up Luke's closet.
I bought a new organizer for the shower (it's amazing how a $7 bucket from Solutions can change your life!).
While I was at Ikea last week, I bought a basket for the bar I installed in the laundry room last year to help with the countertop clutter.
Things were moving right along. I was getting stuff accomplished! And then, BAM! Today, this happened...
Yes, it snowed even though WINTER IS OFFICIALLY OVER! Cold, wet, icky snow. And it's still snowing!
So, for now I'll drink my tea, get lost in my gardening mags and dream of the gardening days to come!
How has your first week of Spring been?
Last week I got the itch to bust open my gardening books. I started looking through my magazines dreaming of rich soil, green grass and colourful plants. I bought some flowers for the little desk by the front door to help out with my urge to garden.
Spring cleaning was in full effect!
I cleaned out and organized under the laundry room and kitchen sinks.
[It's amazing how much stuff is really in there once you start to pull it all out]
[that's better!]
I purged and tidied up Luke's closet.
I bought a new organizer for the shower (it's amazing how a $7 bucket from Solutions can change your life!).
While I was at Ikea last week, I bought a basket for the bar I installed in the laundry room last year to help with the countertop clutter.
Things were moving right along. I was getting stuff accomplished! And then, BAM! Today, this happened...
Yes, it snowed even though WINTER IS OFFICIALLY OVER! Cold, wet, icky snow. And it's still snowing!
So, for now I'll drink my tea, get lost in my gardening mags and dream of the gardening days to come!
[my front garden ~ 2010]
How has your first week of Spring been?
Friday, March 11, 2011
No news is good news, right?
As I mentioned, my last MRI came back saying that they couldn't quite get a good view of my Common Bile Duct on the scan so it was suggested I get an ultrasound. Great, I go in to get my back checked out and now they're going to find something else?
So, on March 1st, I went for a scheduled ultrasound of my abdomen to a hospital that I've never been fond of. The hospital I usually go to for tests was booked up for a few week. I could either wait or I could go in a few days to the other site. Big breath in. It's just a routine ultrasound. In and out, right?
I had no clue how long I was going to be there. Thirty minutes seemed too short. Even an hour was questionable. Paying for the whole day ought to do it.
I walked in and right then and there remembered why I wasn't a fan of this hospital. The walls looked old. The lights were dim. The ceilings were low. I felt like I was in a flea market as some guy had set up shop in the tiny front entrance selling clothes, bags, odds and ends. There was no nice information booth to register at or ask for help. I obviously looked lost as a lady who worked at the hospital asked if she could help me. She pointed me in the right direction and off I walked down the hall to a tiny little make-shift check in room.
After handing in my heath card, I was directed to sit in the open waiting room with a few other people watching the news on the wall TV provided for your entertainment. Only a few minutes passed, my name was called and off I went into a small little curtained off area where I was asked to change into a gown.
The hospital bed barely fit inside the little box of a room. The lady doing the ultrasound seemed nice. We didn't really talk much except for when she told me to turn this way and that.
It's amazing how many things run through your head while the test is being done -- why did you stop at that spot? what is she typing that? what's that beep for? why more gel? what can't she see? why does she need me to shift? All these small moves that seem so monumental at that very moment.
And that was it.
She said I was done and that the results would be back in about a week or so, or maybe 3 - 5 days. Why did she change how long the results would come back? Did she see something?
I looked at my watch. I was in and out in 40 minutes. I had a whole day left on my parking pass and not one sole in the parking lot to give it to.
Last Friday, four days after the ultrasound, I decided I would call my doctor and tell him the ultrasound was done and to call me to let me know if they had received the results or not. I didn't expect a phone call back that day, but Monday came and went and still no call. I called back Tuesday, get the answering machine, left a message mentioning I had already left a message on Friday and to call me back.
Why aren't they calling me back? There's something wrong and they're trying to figure out how to tell me and what the next steps will be, that's it, I'm sure of it.
Today is Friday, and I still haven't heard anything back from my doctor. Now I'm hoping that no news is good news. I remember I told the girl who checked me in for the ultrasound if she could also send a copy of the report to my neurologist. It's worth a shot. I gave my neurologist's office a call. The receptionist, I love this woman, picks up, checks my file, comes back to the phone, "It's all clear", she tells me.
The.best.words!
So, on March 1st, I went for a scheduled ultrasound of my abdomen to a hospital that I've never been fond of. The hospital I usually go to for tests was booked up for a few week. I could either wait or I could go in a few days to the other site. Big breath in. It's just a routine ultrasound. In and out, right?
I had no clue how long I was going to be there. Thirty minutes seemed too short. Even an hour was questionable. Paying for the whole day ought to do it.
I walked in and right then and there remembered why I wasn't a fan of this hospital. The walls looked old. The lights were dim. The ceilings were low. I felt like I was in a flea market as some guy had set up shop in the tiny front entrance selling clothes, bags, odds and ends. There was no nice information booth to register at or ask for help. I obviously looked lost as a lady who worked at the hospital asked if she could help me. She pointed me in the right direction and off I walked down the hall to a tiny little make-shift check in room.
After handing in my heath card, I was directed to sit in the open waiting room with a few other people watching the news on the wall TV provided for your entertainment. Only a few minutes passed, my name was called and off I went into a small little curtained off area where I was asked to change into a gown.
The hospital bed barely fit inside the little box of a room. The lady doing the ultrasound seemed nice. We didn't really talk much except for when she told me to turn this way and that.
It's amazing how many things run through your head while the test is being done -- why did you stop at that spot? what is she typing that? what's that beep for? why more gel? what can't she see? why does she need me to shift? All these small moves that seem so monumental at that very moment.
And that was it.
She said I was done and that the results would be back in about a week or so, or maybe 3 - 5 days. Why did she change how long the results would come back? Did she see something?
I looked at my watch. I was in and out in 40 minutes. I had a whole day left on my parking pass and not one sole in the parking lot to give it to.
Last Friday, four days after the ultrasound, I decided I would call my doctor and tell him the ultrasound was done and to call me to let me know if they had received the results or not. I didn't expect a phone call back that day, but Monday came and went and still no call. I called back Tuesday, get the answering machine, left a message mentioning I had already left a message on Friday and to call me back.
Why aren't they calling me back? There's something wrong and they're trying to figure out how to tell me and what the next steps will be, that's it, I'm sure of it.
Today is Friday, and I still haven't heard anything back from my doctor. Now I'm hoping that no news is good news. I remember I told the girl who checked me in for the ultrasound if she could also send a copy of the report to my neurologist. It's worth a shot. I gave my neurologist's office a call. The receptionist, I love this woman, picks up, checks my file, comes back to the phone, "It's all clear", she tells me.
The.best.words!
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Sleepover Time!
I've been sitting on the sofa today fighting off a cold and drinking lots of fluids. Thankfully the kids are at school and daycare so I have some quiet time.
This past weekend, the kids had a sleepover at my mom's house. Lucas was excited to go because he and my mom have this tradition where they go out for pizza and then stop by the ice cream shop after. He loves it and I love that he will always have fond memories of this time spent with grandma. Isabella finally joined this tradition too and had a great time!
My mom sent me an email with pictures of their weekend...
Isabella finally consented to sleep over for the first time at Grandma Barb's last night. She and Lucas were very very good. They watched a movie and TV, did crafts, including making necklaces they were sure Mommy would LOVE, played games and went out with Grandma for pizza and ice cream. Grandma had a good time.
When we went to pick them up, Lucas came up to me with his hands behind his back and asked me to pick a hand. Of course I picked the wrong one at first but when I pointed to the other hand he presented me with a colourful necklace he made for me. Isabella quickly remember the ine she had made for me as well and ran to get it. They are both so beautiful and I've been wearing them with pride. I love my kids!
This past weekend, the kids had a sleepover at my mom's house. Lucas was excited to go because he and my mom have this tradition where they go out for pizza and then stop by the ice cream shop after. He loves it and I love that he will always have fond memories of this time spent with grandma. Isabella finally joined this tradition too and had a great time!
My mom sent me an email with pictures of their weekend...
Isabella finally consented to sleep over for the first time at Grandma Barb's last night. She and Lucas were very very good. They watched a movie and TV, did crafts, including making necklaces they were sure Mommy would LOVE, played games and went out with Grandma for pizza and ice cream. Grandma had a good time.
Craft time!
Playing house
A fierce round of Hungry Hippo
Ice cream after pizza
Snack before bedtime
Time for bed
(Bella wanted to sleep with her big brother)
A fierce round of Hungry Hippo
Ice cream after pizza
Snack before bedtime
Time for bed
(Bella wanted to sleep with her big brother)
When we went to pick them up, Lucas came up to me with his hands behind his back and asked me to pick a hand. Of course I picked the wrong one at first but when I pointed to the other hand he presented me with a colourful necklace he made for me. Isabella quickly remember the ine she had made for me as well and ran to get it. They are both so beautiful and I've been wearing them with pride. I love my kids!
The necklace Lucas made is the longer one
and Bella's is the shorter one
and Bella's is the shorter one
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