Shoes? Fuck Shoes! HA!

So here I sit, taking a break from the work that I need to get done by tuesday... we still have more relatives to see and more presents to exchange... you know that whole 12 days of christmas stuff ;)

I'll be running away to see my dad's new place next weekend... and at some point we're hoping that Raistlan's mother will take a trekk down here. It's unfortunate that she lives 6 hours away, the kids miss seeing her.

this weekend however, staying in... not going anywhere... well except tomorrow afternoon with Sis, we're going out for a few... but yeah this year we'll be ringing in the New Year with the kids asleep in their beds and me working... *chuckles* Gee-Ha!! which from what I've been told is just Yee-Ha... but with a G.. :)

Santa was good to us all... even to me who plays Santa in this house... Santa knows who he is and I've thanked him profusely over and over again...
Santa hooked the kids up with art supplies and toys and games and video games... they're a happy bunch... there was only one video game they wanted that they couldn't have... because Santa didn't have the 50 bucks to shell out for one game *laughs*

there's not much to say really... the list of stuff is enormous that we got...
I got some more monkeys for my collection, 3 pairs of slippers (apparently everyone thought I needed slippers) , couple of shirts, socks, bunch of movies and a bunch of smiles from my boys ;)
All of them, the two boy cats smiled at me for their lil catnip mice, my two kids (boys) smiled at me for the presents and for being the greatest mom in existence, and the two boy birdies smiled at me for their little birdie burrito (filled with bird seed) and then my big boy (Raistlan) smiled at me....well for other things ;)

I must say tho that my secret Santa (secret because I'm not telling you) sent me a Blue (my favourite colour) Nintendo DS... after three years of asking at every birthday and christmas and mothers day... THANK YOU!!
I love it... and have already had to recharge it *laughs* (I picked it up on Thursday)

*sighs* well I do believe that I've procrastinated long enough...

I hope everyone has a great weekend if I don't get to say Happy New Year to ya before then *hugs*

Merry Christmas!

This year is the first year that I've spent Christmas eve in my own apartment, even tho I've been out on my own since I was 16 I've always spent Christmas Eve at my mom's house. This year we decided that since the boys are older that we as a family would spend Christmas morning here.

I've just finished doing up a couple of last minute presents, filled stockings and put HoHo's gifts under the tree.
We had my Sis over for an informal Christmas eve dinner of soup and sandwiches (a bit of a family tradition I like) So Sis and Otis (her pup) came over about 5pm she was nice and bought us all a hot chocolate from 7-11 and we had our dinner while watching a cartoon version of Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer, then watched the movie Homeward Bound. Sis and I had Clam Chowder and grilled cheese sandwiches, the boys (who don't like soup and one doesn't like grilled cheese) had hotdogs, Raistlan (who can't eat clam chowder) had tomato soup.... well tried too... this lil story is why I decided to post... *chuckles*

Raistlan sat down with his soup and sandwich (grilled cheese as well) and just as he went to have some of the soup some how he had knocked it over, it took a second to register what had happened, so we all sat there for a moment going 'uhhhh' then after that moment the cat, who had at some point decided to sit under Raistlans chair wandered out, head covered with tomato soup... well I couldn't help it... I started laughing so hard... but going... aww poor Kayleb all the while as well...
Otis did a great job of getting most of the soup off the floor... but ppor Kayleb is still trying to get all the soup out of his fur, which is hard to do for him since he can't lick the back of his own head.

*laughs*

I hope you all have a very Merry Christmas.... ;)
I'll let ya know what Santa decided to bring us, probably in a couple of days when I've sat down again.

At What Age Are You Supposed To Become A Serious Adult?

Tonight after a fairly long day of running around and hunting down the right gift for everyone, which still now as I type this there is still a couple of things I'd like to pick up for a couple of others... so at the end of a long shopping day after spending too much money...

Somehow Raistlan and I managed to end up wrestling, tickling and laughing it up like crazy kids in our room after deciding which gifts went with each kid... we were laughing so hard and trying to zerbert each others bellies when all of a sudden we heard...
"Mommy? Daddy? You are being too noisy and I can't fall asleep" come out from the kids bedroom... apparently we had woken up Keenan with all of our antics... so then it became a game of who could tickle the other the quietest... which was usually followed with an outburst of laughter and that followed immediately with a Shh and the other laughing out a Shhh right back at the other...

As I sat to write this out... my 31 year old partner... Raistlan... comes in to hand me a glass of juice for now I need to sit down and seriously do some work... and I hand him my glass from yesterday... it's a plastic cup with the straw built right in the side of the cup... and all I hear is... Bbbooooo wooooow ppppft boo wow wow.... I look over my shoulder to Raistlan blowing into the straw and making those strange noises... he looks at me innocently as I give him a 'what the hell?' kinda look... he says "what?" bats his eyes a couple of times "you don't like my didjeridoo?"

I bust out laughing... I say to him.. ya know because of our antics in the bedroom I've started a blog post about how I'm wondering at what age you're supposed to become a 'serious' adult...

we both looked at the cup and started laughing again...

no one has ever accused us of being adults never mind serious ones.... *laughs*

I'm happy to report that we were quiet enough so that Keenan could go to sleep... ;)

Happy Birthday To You
Happy Birthday To You
Happy Birthday Dear Jamie!!!
Happy Birthday To You!!!!!

And People Say The Internet Is Bad...

SAO PAULO, Brazil (Reuters) - A Brazilian businessman traveling in Germany watched by live video as a burglar robbed his house on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean in Brazil.

He alerted the police, who rushed to the house and arrested the robber as he was trying on his clothes.

The businessman, Joao Pedro Wettlauser, was in Cologne this weekend when he received an alert on his cell phone from the security system in his beach house in Guaruja in Sao Paulo state, police said on Tuesday.

He logged on to his laptop and via the Internet saw live images of the burglar at work. He then phoned his wife, who was not at the house but called the local police.

"She told us the details about the thief and where in the house he was as we surrounded the house," police officer Americo Rodrigues told Reuters.

The burglar used a ladder to break into the house. When the police entered, he had a pile of goods such as the stereo system in the kitchen ready to be taken away, Rodrigues said.

"He was surprised when realized he was being seen by cameras connected to the Internet," Rodrigues said.

Dear Santa

Because everything else that I can think of is too big...

all I'd like for christmas is the soundtrack to the movie Elizabethtown.

Love
Rae

PS I swear I've been really good this year.

Sucky Update, But Atleast There Is One.

Ok so I haven't posted anything 'real' apparently in a long time... well anything that I had to sit down and think about and then type out of my brain... probably because the last time I did that it was funny and witty and what not and apparently at the exact moment I hit the publish button google went down for maintainence... yeah fucking sucks boo hoo I know... suck it up eh ;)

so I guess I should give an update of some sort...

Got a job and now looking for another...
Starting a new Christmas tradition this year now that the boys are old enough, we have introduced them to our belief of Yule to an extent, this year will be more then jut a little. We're going to be putting our tree on Yule this year and we will be staying home Christmas eve. In the past we've traveled down to my mothers and sleep over a do Christmas morning there, this year, we're going to go ahead and do it here in our tiny apartment.
So we'll see how that goes...
This year is my year to have Gambit in the morning so should work out well I think.

I've not really been hiding out or staying away from the computer... just...I dunno.. haven't felt up to talking to people about the nothingness thats been happening in my life...

That doesn't mean that I'm not interested in what's going on with you guys that still come and check me out over here... just I'm being horrible and not even making the effort...

Been doing lots of stuff with the Lions club... that's slowing down now too... been in the parade here in town... actualy gonna be in another tomorrow...

I'm hoping that Raistlan goes back to work in January we could use the money, unfortunately the doctor he's been going to that said he could help him out with the migraines hasn't been able to do too much... they've eased a bit but not enough... *sighs*
I tell you there is nothing worse then seeing your spouse curled up in the bottom of the bathtub with no lights on and hot water spraying down on them while they try not to cry from the pain or the sad look on their face as you see the pain radiating off of them and they confess that they'd like to go walk infront of a bus.
What's worse is the number of people who think 'enh whatever, so what it's just a headache' you know usually we all know how very loving I am to people but... I hope those mother fuckers get a migraine that hurts so bad they can't hear without it sounding like a fog horn in their head and can't see because everytime they open their eyes it feels like a million candle spotlight is being shined in their faces...
what's worse... we've been noticing that Keenan has been complaining about headaches now too... *sigh* so this might answer that age old question that Raistlan has had for years 'is it hereditary?' and hasn't been able to have it answered due to the fact that he's adopted...

Dad's back in this province now, living about 4 hours away... haven't been to see him yet unfortunately because need a vehicle to do that, so we're thinking maybe renting a car and heading out there one weekend.

*thinks*
not much else going on...

been writing another story it's about 14 pages long now... probably won't post it here... if I post it I'll post a link too it...

other than that we've been talking about changing the apartment around and giving the kids the bigger bedroom... so I've given myself from now til the 21st to get that down...since that consists of moving something in every room in the apartment and when you have a tiny one, it's like figuring out a rubix cube ;)

Anyway I'm out...

I So Agree With The Woman Who Wrote This...( I didn't)

First of all, chivalry is alive and well, so a big thanks to all the lovely gentlemen who open doors, offer up your seats when the Metro is standing room only (I rarely accept, but your willingness to sacrifice is very sweet), and...oh: to the ones who rush to assist me when I drop my purse on the sidewalk and its contents - which are countless and, let's face it, largely unnecessary unless I find myself in some sort of survival situation - spill out all over 17th St. Thank you all very much!

...But the chivalrous acts aren't really what gets me. The things I truly love about men are all the things you might not recognize as being "lovable" or appealing to women. Such as:

1. The hilarious, obnoxious and totally adorable banter that goes on between two guys when they're playing a video game. If you know that scene from "The 40-Year-Old Virgin" ("I'm ripping your head off now...aaannd now I'm throwing it at your body...F%$K YOU!"), that's it in a nutshell. I know it isn't meant to be, but it's just so frigging cute.
2. The sound a man sometimes makes when I walk past him in a low-cut top. Hard to describe, but it's sort of a sing-songy little chirp of appreciation that he literally can not seem to hold in. Somewhat akin to the sound a very small animal might make if you squeezed its abdomen too tightly. (PETA folks please note: I have never actually squeezed a small animal's abdomen. I am merely speculating as to what it *might* sound like).
3. The stance you adopt when taking a good, long, desperately needed piss: leaning forward at a roughly 60-degree angle, one hand braced against the wall in front of you, the other hand gripping your kickstand...I don't know how, but it manages to make you look both strong and vulnerable. I love it.
4. The way a guy will use the pronoun "we" when discussing his favorite team. For example: "I can't believe we traded Player X" or "Dude, we are so gonna annihilate Team X in the playoffs." I always found that kind of sweet and oddly endearing.
5. I'm also rather fond of your forgetfulness. To go back to sports, I think it's amazing that you can forget key dates like birthdays and anniversaries and all that crap...but can immediately recall the stats of Player X, not to mention his hometown, height and weight, and what college he played for. Incredible! I'm much more amused than bothered by it.
6. The way all men look when they first wake up in the morning: boyish, crazy messed-up bed head, puffy eyes and lips, morning wood at half-mast. Awww, ya just look so sweet and defenseless!
7. The act of showing possession by smacking their girl's butt in public. Of course, not all men do this...but the kind I like do. My only criticism is, if you're not going to do it loud and hard enough for everyone in the immediate vicinity to take notice, don't bother.
8. The manner in which most guys (who don't have kids or maybe nieces/nephews) hold little babies: ehhhver-so-gently and barely moving, as if they're cradling delicate explosives and are afraid that the slightest movement might cause the thing to explode.
9. When I see that some of you suit wearers have pulled/slackened your ties on the Metro ride home from work, as though you simply couldn't wait until you got home and needed immediate relief, making the adjustment the moment you stepped out of your office building. Ahhh, freedom.
10. The fact that maybe 95% of you have NO IDEA how amazing and perfect you are in all your idiosyncratic maleness. *Sigh* I wish I could date every last one of you...

OH MY GOD IT SNOWED IN DECEMBER!!!

"This surprising snow fall today...." says the weatherman
That made me stop and go /:) all I could think was 'Uhhh Helloooo, you live in Canada dickhead and it's December 4th, you fucking idiot, if you were surprised, you were the only one!! the rest of us knew that eventually it'd be here'

We now are the proud owners of about 3 inches of snow, with more falling from the sky... everybody dance and party and celebrate like its 1999!

Way Back...

Time to step into the Way Back Machine to a time when I was an opinionated teenager ;)
(I ran across some of the short little blurbs I had been known to write in my English class, this one drips with Sarcasm ;) I know hard to believe that I would be sarcastic but hey ;) you do what comes so naturally)

Run out of fish?
Honest politicians?
Never run out of experts?
Adversity energizes them!
Running electricity through the little metal stage at a sideshow used to make us "like the chickens", and dance?
"We're in the soup!"
And if that's the case, I find it hard to get too excited over the question, whether it's chicken noodle or cream of mushroom!
When the going is good - the sky is blue! Gods' in her heaven!
An expert to tell you, they're happy?
Catastropes, are pretty rare in politics?
Quebec referendum fall into this category?
Negotiations over this deeply emotional issue! Which no one really understands!
Your mother's cooking is still reassuring.
The women can't cook?
Don't get the idea things are fine here!
Sailors on welfare?
Falling dollar has hit them pretty hard?
No! Things are bad, very bad!
And they're going to get worse!
Way worse!
And that's my expert opinion!