Sunday, June 10, 2012

Last day of school

This past Wednesday, Jessica did NOT want to go to school.   That's definitely a first, because in all these  months, there has never been a day when Jessica did NOT want to go.    For a few minutes I was a bit confused, until a few pointed questions drew out the reason.     
Wednesday was Jessica's LAST day of pre school, and somehow in her little mind, she had decided that if she didn't go- then maybe it wouldn't actually have to come to an end.

I hope I can make her Summer Holidays seem as fun as her teacher made Pre school for her.   
(Though let's face it- I probably won't;)


Friday, June 8, 2012

Dear Diary and Our Summer Plans

I was recently cleaning up Abby's room (ridiculous that I even had to do that yes?) and the strangest thing happened.   As I was straightening up her bookshelf, her diary fell off the shelf and landed wide open (I swear it did!) on quite possibly the funniest page ever.  
Well, at least I thought it was funny.   
What do you think?








" March 6th 2012

I got a telescope for my Birthday and we tried to test it out. 

...Didn't work.

I tried to postpone home work.  

...Didn't work."










I'm not kidding- that cracks me up every time I think of it?    Tried to "postpone" homework?    Love it!  It makes me feel so grateful for the fact that I have a daughter who is old enough to write.   I mean, how else would I ever get to enjoy some of these wonderfully delightful musings?     


Like the other day, for example, when I came into my room to find a sealed envelope laying on my bed addressed to me.  Inside was this carefully written letter:   




 "Dear Mom, 

Where are we going on Summer Vacation?  
I think we should go to:
. the beach
. the water slides
. Hawaii
. Waterton
. New York City

From Abby, Samuel, Jess + Nate

Please write back."










Naturally, I wrote back to her with a response.   It went a little something like this:

"Dear Abby (and Sam, and Jess, and Nate;)

This summer is going to be AWESOME!    We are each going to read one book every week, AND Abby is going to practice the piano EVERY  single day!   On top of that- we will have lots and lots of extra time to do all sorts of fun chores.    It is going to be so RAD!

Oh and don't worry.   We will also try to find time to go to the beach, the waterslides, waterton, and maybe even the zoo!

Love, Mom"  

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Monday evening Gong Show


Monday Nights at our house can pretty much be described as a "Gong Show" on the best of days, but last night in particular was a real gooder.    
I'd made the mistake of calling the kids to the table a few minutes to early.   And that proved to be almost the worst thing I could have done.    While I dashed around the kitchen getting the remainder of  dinner on the table - John "refereed" the kids.  And believe me, he definitely needed to Referee.   

As soon as the older kids realized it was BBQ'd Salmon for dinner they ALL began fighting and placing dibs on which pieces they would get as soon as prayer was said.   They were stabbing everything and everyone in their path with their forks!
Then Jessica sat in Sam's chair, and Sam wasn't going to have that.   
Then Sam decided he wasn't gong to WAIT for prayer and started dishing his plate up - and Abby and Jess weren't going to have that! 
Then Nate got mad because nobody was listening to him as he voiced his demands and so he crawled under the kitchen table to cry.    
Then Abby and Jess started arguing.

Finally John told me that whether I was ready or not- it was time to pray, 'cuz these kids were going crazy.   So I sat down so we could pray.  

Then a debate ensued about who would say the prayer!
So we had two prayers (as we often do) just to appease everybody. 
  (Hopefully we get extra blessings for all that praying;)
But Nate was still mad- because he didn't want Sam to get to say a prayer AT ALL- so it was back under the kitchen table for him to cry.


Finally.   FINALLY, all was some what calm.   As I looked across the table I could see my Father - in  Law looking down at his plate, shaking, as he tried his best to suppress the laughter.  

Yup.   We just like to provide a little entertainment for our dinner guests - that's all;)   

Later at Family Home Evening I tried to teach the kids about Enos, who was a Hero because he'd prayed with faith for so long.    At a point in the lessons I turned it over to the kids, and asked if they could define what it takes to be a "Hero."   Their responses:

Jessica:  "Faith"
Sam:   "Tights! ...and DNA!   Oh yeah....and courage."
Abby:  "a Cape?"

I think I'll try again next Monday;)    


Sunday, June 3, 2012

If I thought last week was busy....

I am officially pooped.   As in tired.    Exhausted.    Ready for summer break.
It always seems as though the last month or so of school are the busiest of the entire year, and I must be getting old, because I'm having a hard time keeping up with it all.    I don't know what I'd do without the Large Calendar in my kitchen that tells me what is going on and when.  Without it- I'd be lost right now;)     So, here is another recap of another busy, BUT FUN, week:

Monday:   brought my favorite event of the year- Abby's piano recital.   I can't say enough about how much I love this event.   For starters it is the culmination of a year of practice and lessons, and the promise of 90 seconds on stage is all the compensation Abby needs;)  haha.   For me, it always reaffirms in my heart that the struggle it takes to get her to actually practice each day is so completely worth it!   In all fairness, Abby has been more willing to exert herself this year then in previous years, and I think she is starting to see what a little bit of effort can do.  (Though she still is not willing to admit that to me;)  I recently heard an awesome talk that compared piano lessons to the atonement, and it has changed the way I think of both ;)    I'm convinced that we are doing a good thing by making Abby learn this skill, and I am pretty sure she will thank us for it one day;)

Abby's piano teacher is one of my favorite people ever!  I just love Betsy, and I think she deserves a medal for the patient, kind way she teaches my slacker daughter;)   She has so many talented piano students and I always enjoy hearing them perform.    Abby did GREAT and even played a duet with Mya which was super fun to watch!   
Good job Abby! 
(and Bless you Betsy!! ;)



Tuesday was an exceptionally busy day.    I had been asked to be a chaperon parent for Abby's junior Choir field trip to Lethbridge.   We left at 9:00am for Lethbridge and went neon bowling.   A couple of things I learned while helping out:  1) I am incredibly inept when it comes to keeping 4  eight and nine year olds happy on a bus for very long;)   2) The same silly games I played as a kid, are still fun for kids today.  (go figure?)   3) Abby has zero inhibitions when it comes to dancing in front of others.  She danced more then she bowled, and she didn't care one bit what others thought of it.
I LOVED her for that!


















We arrived back shortly before school got out, and my head hurt from the fun of it all;)    
Later that evening, John and I got to attend the local Band Concert, and I enjoyed it immensely.
Like... LOVED it!   It's seriously so fun to watch these talented youth do what they do, and I absolutely can not WAIT until one of my kids are part of this.   I could totally see Sam on the drums, no? ;)

In between all of that, I managed to turn 32 years old that day.    The morning started out kinda rough and cranky as we all rushed to get ready for our separate schedules.  Sam did NOT want to go to school, and thought I was the meanest person ever for making him.   Abby was annoyed with the world (because that's what a 9 year old is supposed to be like in the morning;), and Nate wouldn't let us put anything on him besides his pajamas from the night before.    Finally, I had had enough and I made it clear to everyone that it was MY birthday - therefore they all had to start being a whole lot nicer!  
 (It's so great to see that I'm so mature at age 32 eh?)  
After our super busy day-  we had a fun supper together, enjoyed some lovely flowers that some kind friends dropped by, and finished the night with this delicious "triple layer, white chocolate, Raspberry Cake", made by Jewel.   ( So so so good! )  



Wednesday - I got to accompany Jessica to the annual "Tumble and Tweet" event that the preschool holds each year for all the preschool students and their parents.  It's a fun evening in which Jess got to show off the things she has learned in gymnastics this year, and then we built a bird house together.   Things I learned during this event:   1) Jessica is quite the gymnast.  She's crazy flexible, and really has a knack for climbing, hanging, and tumbling.  I think I need to put her into gymnastics one year.   2) I am not very good with a hammer.    (Or maybe I'm not good with following directions..?)   At any rate- this simple little bird house kinda stressed me out.   Luckily, there were a couple of friends nearby who let me copy what they were doing- and even stepped in to help a time or two.  Phew!    Jessica painted it the next day, and that cute little bird house is now happily sitting in our crab apple tree.
I think it looks pretty good!!!



Friday - was Abby's track and field day and I went up to watch some of the events.    Abby makes me laugh, because she is actually quite athletic but she doesn't really care about the whole competition part of it, and as a result never really bothers to exert herself.   She just kinda does things for the fun of it I guess:)   I got a kick out of watching her compete in the high jump, as she had this funky ...headfirst.... forward dive technique, that actually looked quite painful.    It must have worked for her though, because she ended up placing 2nd!    And of course, she was simply having fun;)



Thursday and Friday evening consisted of High School Graduation events.  Thursday was the Grad Ceremony which was fun to attend, and Friday was the Grad Banquet.   Earlier that week, John had been asked to fill in for a teacher who was no longer able to give the Teachers reply at the Banquet.   I think John felt kinda nervous about how to go about it, but I was super proud of him, and was glad to get to accompany him to that.    I always like hearing John speak, and he really thinks so highly of these students he gets to teach!   
  

Saturday - I pretty much shut down, and went into my own little world of sewing costumes and such for our upcoming Moroni's Quest.   It's coming up fast, and I needed to get this stuff done tout suite!  (It's been nagging at me;)  
While I sewed, the kids managed to exist, though for the life of me, I have no clue what they did all that time.   Somewhere around 2:00 they all started acting hungry or something, but I wasn't ready to walk away from the project I was working on.   So...the genius in me suggested that the kids play "restaurant".   It was sheer BRILLIANCE I tell ya!    I've never seen such synergy between them all!  Sam was the waiter.   Jess, Nate and our neighbor Kate were the customers, and Abby was the head chef.   Abby made pancakes and eggs entirely on her own, and together they all managed to tear the kitchen apart and make it look like a certifiable disaster area.  
But it was. so. so. very. worth.it!  

I'm looking forward to this next week as it means we are one step closer to Summer!   
Only a few more weeks to go!!!!

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Monday to Sunday: A week in Photos

We were lucky this week, and we got to spend Victoria Day in Waterton with John's brother Ben, his wife Kat, and our cute niece Marilyn.   The weather was windy and rainy, but we tried to make the best of it.   I always like to take the kids to the stables for 15 or 20 minutes of horse back riding, and though that doesn't sound like much- it's enough to make the kids happy.
I love being around horses, and for the life of me, I can't figure out why John won't just buy one for me?   Pfff!;)

Here, Abby is taking Marilyn on her first ride EVER!



 Jessica was an absolute natural riding "Lonesome"!
She never wanted to get OFF the horse, and still a week later, continues to ask when we can go back.  At one point she emphatically said, "Ok mom:  Forget a Fish.  Forget a dog.   I only want a horse!"
(That's my girl!)



Abby was given some extra riding time alone with "Seeba."   It made me proud to watch as she learned how to navigate and control with the reins.   Abby now proudly declares that she and Seeba are best buds.    (There is even a photo of these two sitting proudly on her bedroom shelf, and it says "Abby+ Seeba = BFF" on it.  haha!)



After riding horses we stopped for a windy lunch at Wieners of Waterton.    I'm pretty sure no amount of cold weather could detract from the deliciousness of those sweet potato fries;)    Here Marilyn is watching her crazy cousins perform for her.   PS:  I LOVE that pink bunny of hers.    It seems to be her most loyal companion;)



 What's a trip to Waterton without stopping to throw rocks at Pass Creek.    Some kids were a little too determined to actually go IN the water;)  



I love this photo of Sam.  He found this on the shore and had to show off the fact that he had a 
Rock for a Heart!

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The weather has been on the cooler side this week, with several rainy days.  On two different occasions, Sam actually went to school in this get up!   I suppose that technically,  as his Mother, it is my job to prevent him from committing this type of social suicide, but darn it, he just looked too darn cute!

Apparently his classmates chased him around the playground every recess calling him "Banana Man." 
 Sam didn't seem to mind;)


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The kids' cousins from Rolling Hills came to stay with us on Friday night, and it gave us the opportunity to celebrate cousin Oscar's 4th birthday!     My kids took it upon themselves to decorate;) 


It's always nice to see that Nate still believes that EVERY birthday party is for HIM and nobody else;)  Here he is, angry that Oscar gets to be the one to open all the presents;)   

I love observing the patience of a two year old.   (Or lack of for that matter)  Nate can, at times, be completely beyond reason!   In moments like that,  I've found that it's best to just let him find a coat tree to hide behind until life is good again;)  haha.

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My sister Jewel and her husband Kendall ran in a half marathon this weekend, and we all went up to watch them cross the finish line.     I was actually quite moved as I watched these runners all come in, and I felt such admiration for them, even the ones I didn't even know.    I love that feeling that comes when you conquer and do something you didn't think you could do, and I imagine that is what so many of them felt yesterday.   

So proud of Jewel and Kendall!


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We woke up this morning to big wet snowflakes blanketing the ground.    John had to shake off our trees and bushes so that they wouldn't break under the weight of it.   


Luckily, there is nothing better then knowing that this is the last snowfall of the year.   

Because surely- it is!!!

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

You were right, I was wrong.

I've been making fun of John now for about twenty-hundred days.   I don't know when it started, but at some point he took an interest in thoe "Minimalist Shoes."  You know, those shoes that cost a virtual arm and a leg, that have precious little to them.  Those ones.   
At first he started running in them.   
Then he started working in them.
Now he even goes to church in them!

He's gone and become a shoe snob, that's what he's done.  In his opinion, if his shoe can not be rolled up into a tiny ball in the palm of his hand, it is not even worth owning.   

He's tried and tried to get me to by into it (or BUY into it:) and I have flat out refused.   For starters- barefoot shoes are ugly.    Secondly, ...well does any other reason matter?

Actually, in truth, I have been completely certain that what these poor arthritic feet of mine need are shoes with support, and lots and lots of cushion.   

Well, John went and bought me my first pair of minimalist shoes this past month and I have to say- 
...I really rather like em.

I like them so much that they are all I wear now!
For the first time in two years, my feet don't hurt throughout the day.
  I feel like skipping and jumping and running everywhere I go.  

But don't worry.  I won't;)
Man, I hate it when he is right!

Monday, May 21, 2012

Front Yard in May

May has brought with it a lot of viruses.   The flu, colds, strep throat....it's all going around and I'm sick of it.   Literally;)   

Luckily, May has also brought some good things as well.    Tulips being one of them.   My front flower bed is beginning to fill in, and even though I am convinced that our house looks like a lodge for senior citizens, I still like it;)    Two years ago, I went down to the creek below our house and flagged a dogwood bush for John to dig up.   Back then it was just a poor scraggly thing.  Now it has filled out beautifully!    

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Soccer, Gardening and a little bit of Bicycle Theft ;)

Well May is feeling as though it is almost over, and I can barely catch my breath, time is flying so quickly!   May and June are just jam packed with Soccer, parties, year end festivities, festivals and preparations for Moroni's Quest.   It's all a lot of fun, and in no time it will be summer.  
No doubt summer will fly by, so really...in no time- it will be the fall! ;)   Gulp.

But right now, it is May, and perhaps I just need to calm down and take each day for what it is;)   

Sam and Jess have been enjoying soccer this month.  Sam is actually quite confident on the field and always entertaining to watch.     He really is quite a performer.  In fact, the high school band went over to the Elementary School this week to play for the kids there and Sam apparrantly was quite a hoot to watch.   THREE teachers stopped me at different times that day to tell me how funny Sam was during the band performance, dancing and orchestrating from his little spot on the gym floor.  
 He's quite the Maestro this boy!


Jessica, Nate and I had a picnic down at Lions Park on one of these recent hot afternoons.    As we spread out our blanket and began to prepare our food, we noticed a bike laying nearby, that seemed to be abandoned.    I immediately got all angry and hoitey toitey telling Jessica that sometimes mean people "steal bikes" and then just abandon them in other places, and that it was a very very rude thing to do!     Grrr...grumble....complain....    It suddenly occurred to me that I could take the bike home, photograph it, and post it on our local buy and sell page in hopes of finding the rightful owner. 
   I was feeling quite optimistic that I would save the day!  haha
When John got home, he insisted that he woulda just left it alone as someone was probably coming back for it.    I've learned that if John says he would have done something a certain way, then it is probably the right thing to have done!  

Needless to say, the next day, I took this bike down to the local RCMP station and confessed to stealing it from the park! :)


The last couple of weeks have been focused on our garden and yard.     We got our garden in the other night, right before it rained;)    This year we'll enjoy:  Strawberries, walla walla onions, radishes, tomatoes, squash, cucumber, corn, carrots, beats, chard, beans, and more!   Our haskep bushes are doing beautifully (thanks Chad) as are our Saskatoon bushes, and Raspberries!   And the Rhubarb is out of control!!  I'm going to have to pick and freeze some tomorrow for sure.    



This year we may have gone a bit over board with the Raspberries.   For awhile now John and I have been thinking that these Rhaspberries canes shown above here just weren't going to be enough.

So in true John and Tanis fashion we have commandeered a strip of dirt BEHIND our fence and planted more!   One day there will be more Raspberries here then we will need!  (Is that possible to have too many Raspberries?)



The happiest thing for me this week though has been the sight of this crab apple tree.    The blossoms are beautiful, and I love the way they fall and cover the ground like snow.   It's the perfect thing to stare up at while laying on a hammock- that's for sure!
Happy Sunday!

Thursday, May 17, 2012

When a type A personality takes over....

 I recently took an online test to determine whether or not I would be classified as having a Type A personality.    The website that I took the test from described Type A personalities as possessing certain undesirable traits.  To quote:

 "These include hostility, impatience, difficulty expressing emotions, competitiveness, drive, perfectionism and an unhealthy dependence on external rewards such as wealth, status, or power." 

It was my hope that I would find myself at the other end of the questionnaire having proved, once and for all, that I was not any (or all) of the above.    A few seconds into the test though, and I could quickly see where things were going.   For some reason, I defy the rule when it comes to showing up to places on time, but in every other way I am 100% type A!     (Hmmm....That would explain my morning ritual of dandelion picking, and my bi-monthly "baseboard day" in which all the baseboards in my house get a thorough going over.)

Yup.  I am just realizing it now.   I have Type A tendencies for sure.
But in my defense that isn't entirely a bad thing!

Take for example, our garage.    Aka - John's "Lair."

I've been telling John for weeks that we needed to get that thing cleaned up.   Not only is it an eyesore, but it is freaking MAY already!   It's about time we rotate out our winter things with the summer things, is it not?   Besides, its' the last thing on my "spring cleaning list" and I'm tired of seeing it there non the list - unchecked, OK?!

 So, yesterday morning I decided to enter his man cave and clean it up myself.    Did he warn me not to?   Sure.  Perhaps.   But us "Type A people" like to take matters into our own hands, and so that is exactly what I did!    Only, I decided to make it a little bit of an experiment to demonstrate just how much better a place can look in a state of absolute organization.    So, I divided the garage in half with a proverbial line right down the center, and I cleaned MY half from top to bottom, but left HIS half entirely alone.     In the process, I gained a deeper appreciation for what a gift my "Type A-ness" truly is.    If I may just point out a few things I accomplished by cleaning up my half of the garage:

* I was able to sort our winter gear and put it up out of reach, so that the kids will no longer be able to pull each other across the lawn on sleds like they've been doing.  
* I pulled out ALL our summer toys.
* Organized a shelf specifically for camping supplies
* Cleaned out the lockers, filled them with appropriate gear and labelled each one
* I dusted.   Oh yes I did.  I dusted the garage!
* I picked the bucket of poison up off the floor.   (ok, it was fertilizer, which is pretty much poison if you ask me.  So-"your welcome children.  Your type A mother just saved your life!")
* I threw away things that I knew would never be missed.  (Us type A people  don't have time for sentimentality;) 
* And I made $32 by selling some unwanted things through our local Buy & Sell.  (Type A people are incredibly resourceful.)    

I think the proof is in the pudding, is it not?

JOHN's SIDE of the garage
(aka: the death trap)


My SIDE of the garage
(aka: the place where fun and happiness can be found.   literally;)


So, there you have it.  The next time someone speaks about a "Type A personality" as though it is actually a negative thing,  I am going to set them straight.   
 Being a Type A person doesn't make me controlling, or demanding, or unreasonable. 
Being a Type A person makes me AWESOME!! (in a "get things done" kinda way;)  
In fact, I hope John knows how lucky he is to have me in his life. 
 (not that I am "competitive or have an unhealthy dependence on external rewards or praise" or anything like that, I'm just sayin';)

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

First Picnic of the Year

Last night for Family Home Evening, we packed up our dinner and headed out to St. Mary's for a fun evening of dinner and exploring.    (I don't suppose Max had bargained for that when he joined us for dinner, but quite frankly I hadn't prepared much for FHE so it was the perfect fall back plan;)

Chicken wraps.
Watermelon.
Frozen Yogurt.
Gopher Trapping.
Rock Throwing.
And enjoying a beautiful evening.

Together.



Monday, May 14, 2012

Mother's Day makes me laugh

John and the kids made me breakfast in bed.   It made me laugh.   
Abby kept coming into my room to ask how to make the home made syrup.   I'd tell her the appropriate ingredient to add, and then she'd say, "Got it.   Go back to bed."   
Then she'd be back again for the next set of directions;)  

At one point I heard a giant crash, and could tell by John's frustrated remark that that smoothie had been  spilled ALL over the kitchen counter and floor.    (But not before they'd managed to poor and deliver a cup of that deliciousness to me;)    
It made me laugh.

Then, the kids all filed into my room with plates of their own, loaded with french toast and home made hash browns and a glass full of smoothie (second batch;).    They each grabbed a corner of my bed and ate there, while we talked, trying not to be too messy.   (Needless to say, we definitely had to change the sheets after that.   There is a reason why eating in bed is not recommended;)   
Still, it made me laugh.


But, the funniest part of the whole day was when the kids presented me with their Mother's Day cards.     Each one seemed to be so fitting and descriptive of each of my kid's personalities.   

For starters -Jessica's:
The fact that she believes I'm eight years old explains exactly why she thinks I always want to play barbies with her so much.   What else would an eight year old want to do?   haha.
It was a sweet card, with kind and thoughtful answers.  (and she's right- her Dad does make me happy;)



Then, there was Sam's:

Sam was admittedly slightly off on his guess of my age, but that's alright, I wish I was 40;)
From that point on though all of these answers are a refection of his favorite things, not mine.  As he sat beside me and looked over this list he said, "Oh and mom, I didn't really know what your favorite food was, but KFC is just so AWESOME that I just decided to put that!"    (Oh and PS to our family in Okotoks.   Looks like we need to schedule a visit sometime.  haha)




Abby's Mother's Day card was really something:   
Remember that post a few weeks ago when I'd mentioned the time I had to confess to Abby that Santa wasn't real?   I'm pretty sure that conversation was the inspiration behind the poem she'd written on the back of the envelope.   Perhaps she has some unresolved feelings about that whole experience?

It reads:
Roses are red and so were my eyes
when you told me the truth, 
which was a surprise.
But the past is the past
so here is your gift,
And don't worry- 
it's not the last.


After reading the outside of the card, I was admittedly a bit nervous to actually open it up, for fear there may have been something more guilt inducing inside;)   However, it was the most darling flower she'd made consisting of various petal coupons to be used at my leisure.  (which I plan to;)


After I finished reading each petal, you know getting a feel for what I'd be able to require of her down the road, she looked at me slyly and said, "Hey mom.   Notice that I didn't write anything about "practicing my piano without arguing?"   
She's a smart one, that girl.

And it made me laugh!!

Friday, May 11, 2012

This year, I'm going to Boycott people who want to Boycott Mother's Day;)

Two evenings ago, I came across THIS ARTICLE  about one particular famous model who has joined up with various other "celebrities" and are essentially encouraging woman everywhere to boycott Mother's Day.   The sad, undeniable, fact is that on Mother's day alone, 1000 woman in the world will die due to complications related to child birth.     It is these advocate's hope that by getting Mother's all around the world to "disappear" on Mother's Day, rather then celebrate it, that people all around the world will feel of their absence and the awareness will some how equate into lower mortality rates in the future.      No phone calls.    No celebrations.  No presents.  And most importantly ... no presence.    Women are being encouraged to just simply "disappear."   They finish the video clip by stating that, "Our silence will speak the loudest for all Mothers."

Say what....?

I read the article and watched the short video clip explaining this movement and grew increasingly upset about it, which is kinda weird, because I rarely let things I read online bother me.   (I mean, let's face it, most of it is probably absolute rubbish anyways.)    Perhaps this struck a nerve with me because I already get annoyed each year when Mother's Day rolls around and I hear people complain that it is nothing but a "Hallmark Holiday" or that it is just an excuse for "good moms to brag about how good they are, and for the rest of us to feel guilty about it."    Those comments ALWAYS annoy me, and leave a bit of a sour note on what really could be a well intentioned day in which we celebrate the woman who have shaped our lives.    Perhaps it is the fact that this article was just another notch against my insistence that "Mother's Day really is an important holiday to celebrate" that bothered me so much.     Really though, I think what really made me most sad about this article is that 70,000 woman had already read it before me, and many of them possibly actually bought into the sentiment that "our silence would make the most difference."

Is that what we as woman really think of ourselves?   That by essentially secluding ourselves in one giant conglomerate act of the "silent treatment" towards our family, our loved ones, and the plights of this world, that we will somehow be able to invoke change and make a difference?    Do we really think that the best way for us to raise awareness - is to say nothing at all?   Do nothing?

Wow.   Well, we've really come a long way.

I'm not knocking the cause in which these woman are advocating for, but rather their method.  The sad truth is, there absolutely is a problem in the world today.    In fact, there are probably nothing short of a billion problems in the world today!   What are we going to do?  Withdraw ourselves and "disappear" in "honor" of every single one?

Just how exactly is "forcing the world to notice our absence" going to do anything good for anybody?    Surely there is a better way of raising awareness to an issue, then "disappearing" no?      Oh I don't know, how about, for example,  "forcing the world to notice our PRESENCE!"

Call me stupid, but if I were a world famous celebrity (I know the universe just started laughing right now at the thought of it;)  but basically if I had a lot of clout and knew that people would listen to me- this is what I would say:

This Mother's day - to "honor" those woman all over the world suffering and hurting and going through hard things - I am going to do EVERYTHING BUT DISAPPEAR!   

This Mother's Day- I am going to make sure that I STAND UP.   And STAND OUT!    This Mother's Day, I am not going to sulk away and cower in some lonely self induced state of solitude, but rather I am going to do everything I can to show the world just why exactly the WORLD NEEDS WOMAN!   Why the world needs MOTHERS!     

In short, if I were to start my own movement, it would be to "boycott those who want to boycott Mother's Day," and to instead encourage everyone to celebrate this Mother's Day by doing any (or all;) of the the following possible suggestions:

* If you can, call your Mother 
* Tell your children specific reasons WHY you love being their mom
* Find someone who doesn't have a mother and give them a hug
* Find someone who isn't yet, or can't be a Mother and compliment them on the things that make them great
       *  Accept that you may not be a perfect Mother and then get over it. 
* Accept that your Mother may not be perfect
* Visit a woman who may be alone on Mother's Day
*Forgive yourself, or forgive someone else
* Go the entire day without comparing yourself to a single other woman
* Phone, text, email as many woman as you can and thank them for being in your life
* Make your husband make supper.   And then ask him to give you a foot rub;)
* Contact that Mother you know who is raising her kids on her own and commend her for the amazing job she is doing.
* Write a thank you note for that woman who has always been an example to you
* Recognize that every Mother, "Mothers" differently and appreciate the difference in us all.
* Pick some flowers and deliver them to people.   (Woman specifically;)
*Shout it from the rooftops for all the world to hear that you a) Have a Mother you love, b) Love being a Mother or c) Are grateful for a Mother in your life!  (but not really from your rooftop;)



Those are just a few suggestions about how Mother's Day this year could go down.  But then again, I guess we could all just "disappear" as well.  That would be good to.    (barf!)

HAPPY MOTHER'S Day to you all this weekend, and THANK YOU to the woman in my life who have chosen to NEVER DISAPPEAR but rather to look at this life with all it's ugliness and to make it BEAUTIFUL just the same!






Wednesday, May 9, 2012

The weed I hate and the flower I love

I can't decide whether or not I like dandelions.   

Sometimes, when I wake up in the morning and see a dandelion sticking up in my lawn, the very sight of it quite literally makes me want to light my yard on fire!     (but don't worry- I won't)    And there are some Sunday afternoons, when we come home from church, that I notice that the sunny day has drawn out a few more of those pesky weeds, and it nags at me something fierce!   There is nothing I want to do more, then go get my garden tools and dig 'em out right that very minute, dress and all!   But John always stops me and says that's "hardly the type of thing I should do on the sabbath," so I'm forced to just leave them and let them exist for one.more.day.       

Quite frankly, I think these dandelions bring out the worst, most obsessive part of me.

But then there are days, when Jess and Nate run to me with their cute dimply little hands full of "flowers" that they've gathered just for me.   I can tell they've put a lot of thought into their bouquet because there is usually a trail of imperfect dandelions, (that didn't make the cut), left behind in their wake.    Nothing but the brightest and fullest will do.       

It's funny how beautiful something can be, when simply given by a two year old.   



If the only thing I ever see are blossoms...


Back when John and I purchased our very first home (remember that home that had taillights) we celebrated by buying four fruit trees, and planting them in well thought out places in our yard.  We had high hopes of enjoying an endless supply of home grown fruit while we enjoyed our charming little life in our charming little home.  (yes...the one with taillights on it;)    

Unfortunately, due to either our lack of foresight (though I prefer to call it spontaneity), just months after planting our two apple trees and two pear trees, we sold that place and bought a new home. 
We had no choice but to leave those lovely little trees behind.   

As soon as we could that following spring, we purchased two more pear trees and planted them in, once again, two very well thought out places.    And we've spent the past couple of years...waiting.
Much to all of our delight, it appears that one of our trees may actually potentially produce.  
  

Still, if no pears ever actually appear -  I think I'd still be perfectly happy to see these beautiful blossoms every spring.    

Sunday, May 6, 2012

In Lieu of Holland...

One day I want to go to Holland and walk through a field of tulips.   
For now though, I guess my father in laws back yard will have to do;) 

Pretty isn't it?




Tuesday, May 1, 2012

The Gold Dodge Caravan

I think it is funny that John and I own the exact same vehicle as John's Dad.  Within weeks of each other, we'd both purchased Gold 2006 Dodge Caravans without even realizing it.    Initially, I thought that was sort of an odd coincidence, until I moved here, and realized that practically EVERYBODY in this town drives a gold dodge caravan.     For the most part, I'm okay with being exactly like everybody else, it's just that I sometimes wish that I could make my own van just a wee bit more distinguishable.  For my sake;)   

For example, one day I headed down to the local Extra Foods to get our groceries for the week.    I was admittedly in a bit of a rush (no surprise there eh John?) and I parked the van in the stall closest to the shopping carts and darted into the store.   As always I took longer then planned, (that may have had something to do with the fact that it was a HUGE shopping list), and after paying for my groceries I quickly quickly QUICKLY pushed the heaving cart to the van and threw EVERYTHING in behind the back seat.    Then, I hurriedly deposited the shopping cart back where it belonged, and hopped into the driver's seat where I finally paused to take a breath.   I sat there for a moment.   I used the mirror to fix my hair which had been blown around by the wind.    I took advantage of the time to glance over my receipt and check for accuracy (just a little habit;)    And then, to celebrate another successful albeit rushed shopping trip, I opened my reward (a Big Turk) and had a quick bite.
    It's only at that moment that I noticed something was a little off.   

...Those...weren't my sunglasses.

....And that ....wasn't my Nova Scotia travel brochure.

....Strangely I saw no trace of crayon marks on the roof at all.  Come to think of it, the entire van was remarkably...well- CLEAN!

I sat there for a minute or two a little bit confused before it all began to make perfect sense.     

If I thought I'd been fast before, then this time I was lightning fast, as I hopped out of that van, ran and grabbed that empty shopping cart and began to fill it with all the groceries, (again) and then wheeled it over to MY van and THREW everything in wishing for nothing more then to get out of that place tout suite!   

I wouldn't be at all surprised if the owner of that van had been standing in the check out line watching the whole thing unfold through the giant windows.   In fact, I'm pretty much certain that there is no way that fiasco could have gone unnoticed.   I'm not that lucky;)

It was one of those embarrassing moments that would have, a year or two ago, absolutely mortified me.     Luckily, (or unfortunately) moments like that do little to phase me anymore.  Perhaps I'm completely desensitized to all things awkward, or maybe I'm just realizing that it is much MUCH better to just laugh at times like this.   

Laughter can be a remarkable coping mechanism;)