Where has March gone?

Well, needless to say that we are almost into April and it has been a busy one.
First, my dad's birthday and then the earliest Easter in history (and won't be this early for 200 more years-at which point I will be dead. We went to my mom's for Easter this year, which was the best ever. I had the day off too, which was a good move, as there would have been absolutely nothing for me to do- it was a typical Sunday. And this weather is mental. Yesterday I went to the States with my mom, who is on vacation this week. We left the house, a dry, mild day and returned in a blizzard... But it was so worth it. Shop, shop, shop. The tax man's cheque cometh the day before! It must have been fate. The only restraint I had was the boarder guidelines, which pretty much say - you can't spend any money if you don't stay in the states long enough! That sucks, little old me, trying to save the greenback and I may not get to cross back without duty. By the way, it is still a bonus...
Okay- so March was a blur and has continued to be one. I got some news the other day that a manager is leaving, so good-bye flexibility - hello workhorse.

Air Bubble in my Tummy

OUCH!!

I have this gigantic air bubble in my tummy that just won't go away!! It started while I was having this fancy dinner at a local fine dining establishment (I won't give names). I ordered the caesar salad, which for all purposes could have been dubbed the caesar salty. It was so laced with salt that I thought I was going to explode. I ate it anyway. The dinner consisted of an average meal- which was good- surprisingly many of my team ordered pasta, which was a good choice. One guy ordered Beef Casarece and they forgot the beef- like the commercial "where's the beef?" They proceeded to bring it after we were all done- at that point, just forget it... he didn't notice it was missing anyways.
I didn't have dessert, there was just no way it was going down like that. I was stuffed from my main entrees. A couple did have dessert- delicious chocolate stuff.. yum yum.
I arrived home safely and without any stomach attacks! Thank god! I am still so impressed that I have not eaten any deep fried foods or pop since Ash Wednesday. Yippee ! for me. Albeit there really was no temptation tonight.
Good Night!

Saving Money

Half the time I can not even remember where I put my blogs... so here I am declaring that as of tomorrow I guess, I am going to start saving $50 every two weeks for our trip in November.. that is much easier on me mentally. I feel that going and grabbing a chunk of money is much more difficult than putting money aside and then taking it out of the account much easier. That way I know that the money is just there for that purpose only. Just like cash, any cash money that I have I can hide under a pillow - or in a box in my cupboard and then grab it and give it to my parents for our summer vacation. We are not talking a lot of money here people, so don't come robbing me...

Still on Vacay

Well, the funny thing about vacation is that you have a plan going into it- starting new projects, finishing laundry, cleaning bedrooms etc.. then vacation hits and bam! you do nothing at all. Really it is just slipping away from me- Friday already. I just started my little guys room- all of five minutes worth- nailed the bookcase to the wall, sorted the books, threw out all the junkie fast food toys...

Why do the fast food stores waste their time with those items? Why not invest pennies a day in some type of learning program for third world countries? Like the kids need one more toy that gets left in the car or better yet, thrown in the garbage before they have even opened it.

So back to my vacation - I have done a great job steering clear of anything work related (except for the three or four emails I just checked and replied to...) I haven't driven past the store, haven't called in the store and barely thought about the store. I have questioned twice whether or not I should even work there.

Why do you think that nothing is going to get done this week? Do you think it is lack of ambition? A need to relax? Two kids rooms that once they are clean (I clean them 2-3 times a week) will be clean for maybe 6 hours. I just feel like hanging out in the house, watching movies and not doing anything.

Not working, what a novel thought. I know that my DH would love to keep me at home- which would be the death of us as I am pretty bored when I am not working. When I was on maternity leave for one year I micromanaged all of his family business from home. When he would come home and complain about someone doing something incorrect, wasting money or being late- I would draft up a full disciplinary report. That went over like a tonne of bricks. Not to mention that as he is on a fabulous little golf getaway (it rained today) he will come home and see that I have done nothing, nothing at all. And therefore, what on earth would I do if I were to stay home?

See me backwards..

I guess you can tell by my post, that I found the post that I put under drafts, after posting the next one- no I have no early onset of dementia or anything like that. Just a new blogger..

Kettlebells

I have this funny story- I will have to look in my drafts, because one of the last things I remember writing was about how people get hooked on things like running, dieting, exercising etc.. and that I have a hard time buckling down, but will always try the latest fix. I see something and spontaneously I get in on it. Take for example the kettlebells- I see them on a website through my husband and instantly drive around the city looking for them. Now I am just praying to the commitment gods that I will have the ability and dedication to use them and not just look at them. However, I have until Sunday to get a good plan, if not, when my DH arrives home I will tell him that I bought it for him as a gift. He gets fixed on everything. Lost.

Big Balls

So I have been thinking about using kettleballs for an exercise regime.
I am a bit of an on again, off again type discipline. That means that I like something, I am on it, then I lose interest and get off of it. I don't know why but I guess it just may be my lifestyle. You see, the complete opposite happens in my everyday choices. I live in the same house (pretty much on the same street I grew up on), have been at the same job (15years today) and have the same husband (who was my best friend- and still is). So comfort is my middle name.

I have a hard time sticking to - or I guess you could say, obsessing over any one discipline. If someone gives me serious incentive or even challenge- I can do whatever I am told to. I think it is because my thought process can't help but tell me that people who are so fixated on specific things are trying to avoid or distract themselves from something else. They are maybe not happy or find too much happiness in the attachment that they find from what they are doing. Point in case.

Time to Wrap it up

Well a fine day, stuck at home.

Trying to keep a food journal to find a reason and rhyme for my stomach aches. But this is a pain, blogging on one hand and journaling on the other.

This is exhausting attempting to stay awake.- I am however awake by the intrigue of the new Iron chef series that is on.. the funny thing is that my girlfriend and I were watching it on the television while waiting for her boyfriend to stop playing World of Warcraft (this is a highly addictive role playing game on-line). So the secret ingredient is chocolate. We are fascinated, but not so much that we shouldn't go to sleep when we are tired. I let everyone out of the house..it is almost 1 am, and when I get to my room my little guy has the tv on Food Network, changer in his hand (typical boy) and Iron Chef on the final showing. You see it is not an accident that this crazy 6 year old is watching Food Network, he has been groomed by his nana and dad to watch this most of the time, when he is not watching Discovery- oh, the things they learn... this kid can cook better than me and although that is not a terribly hard challenge- I will tell you that with minimal help he can make cupcakes from scratch. I always believed that Duncan Hines was the only cupcake maker around..

So Funny- My little pooper...

Now if our nanny was around today she would be wondering what the heck was going on with our little girl's poop.. she just keeps it up- little nuggets! Which of course wouldn't mean much at all.. unless you believe the Skinny Bitches motto that rabbit crap is just not normal... what is normal anyways..

Singaporean Slaw

Does anyone want to know what other corruption caused me to fall off the Jesus boat and eat something deep-fried, or as I prefer to call it... slightly grazed over pure oil delight... This crazy Singaporean Slaw that we had at Susur Lee's restaurant. It truly was a piece of heaven. I am going to see if I can jack the recipe off the net somewhere...

If I am successful I will give it to my mom who can prepare, cook and create anything.. We like to use the term "so stolen", whenever we find something we would like to call our own.

ie... breadsticks wrapped in procuitto.... mmmmmm.... here's to my mom.

SO Brilliant- the SNOW that is..

So I decide with my unfailing ulcerative colitis that instead of remedying it the old fashioned way- via a doctors orders, I will just tinker with eating random things..so I am officially eliminating eating specific things- just about everything by the sounds of it. As of today (did I mention that I was at a loss for groceries?) I am not eating breads, pasta, dairy, caffeine and thanks to my DH - goat cheese, since he opened two packages and left them to rot into blue cheese. I also am trying very hard (only fell off for one, maybe two dishes) to not eat deep fried foods and pop. Did I report on my fabulous dinner at Susur Lee's restaurant on Monday night- where my mom was drooling for the matchstick potatos- they weren't fast food, probably not "deep-fried", but blissfully skimmed across some pure oil - to crisp them up- as they were a product of heaven- or so they seemed.
But, I have made a firm commitment to not eat any of the aforementioned foods - which won't be hard, since I have no groceries..
Back to my "problem"- seems that there really is no rule or rhyme to what causes this disease. But I will tell you that I am having quite a problem pinpointing the culprit/cure. You see as luck would have it- ironically I get this huge pain in the ass flare up last week- well maybe last month. Seems like I may die from it and have my mother say- I told you to see your specialist... but I don't I am just hoping for a miracle that it goes away. If that happens I can forget about it for another while.. until it re-visits and attacks again. Magically, I finish working on Sunday and go on a weeks holidays. This week off entails a trip to Toronto for a day and a half (two days if you ask my DH), and then 5 days with my kids, two days off school, two weekend days, and today- a SNOW day. Which for me is a blessing in disguise, because I can eat the kids up and relax. On the other hand, can be a nightmare. No groceries, no work to keep me busy and no hubby to leave while I run out...for a movie or dinner...
Sorry, rambling here, because someone wants to know how I am feeling. I hope. I get better!! Suffering for a month, and the flare up subsides when I stop working. But, the catch is I start to take my Mannatech supplies- and they are supposed to "cure" me according to my friend Tracey- which in her defence, they have been successful, yet all this could be coincidental. What do you make of this?

SNOW day!!

Stuck inside and having my 6 year old (boy!!) cleaning the kitchen floors is too funny. It all starts when I go into the kitchen and see that he has in fact made a drippy mess outside of the fridge. Looks like olive juice, which he loves and no one else would go near..so I call the little monkey who then cleans it up with a papertowel- unsuccessfully. I give him a bottle of Fantastic (he is not your average 6 year old and no he will not drink the Fantastic)- he gets to work. Now lunch is ready and the floors are amazing! I am telling you - having him home from school this morning has caught me up on my housework already..
He is great with laundry which is where we are heading next.
Just trying to plan a day out and see where it takes me.
First thing this morning (I had every intention of keeping my little guy home) but was out again, unsuccessfully plowing my drive way- which was a losing battle.
By 9:15 am I was resolved to the fact that I would be chilling out at home (I am so glad) with my two thinking of doing nothing.
However, I have just came across a small speed bump in my plan.
You see, I was out for the last couple of days in Toronto wining and dining myself and my mom. Came home to a empty pantry and two hungry kids - my husband seemed to have eaten and drank everything before he left for a golf trip last night. This sucks, he wasn't even around for me to yell about it. Used the last bit of milk last night (thank god) and now we are dry. The roads are devilish in my area- no plowing for days and I am too busy (obviously blogging) to shovel myself out -because really I could only get so far before I would be stuck in the road.
So soup for the kiddies and what will I find for myself. Was thinking originally of a scrumptuous chop salad. However, at this point all I have is the chop. Oh and some nasty meatless chicken. That was my kick last week- I was thinking about being a vegan. Clearly that was a bust...