Wednesday, 20 July 2011

How Things Change

Hello Cubicle Buddies!

Thought we were due for a chat again.  Looking forward to it?  I know I am!

So today in my few spare minutes of time I started a list.  I love lists...if you haven't noticed by my previous blogs....  List are survival for me.  I sometimes refer to them as 'my brain' because without these lists I'm not sure how I would get anything done...and well...I don't get everything done so just imagine how bad it would be without them! 

So my list this time around was the things I was hoping to get accomplished next week.  My two girls are signed up for full day camps next week and I see this as a week of free time to get a lot of my stuff done.  I'm so relieved to have this chunk of time to get caught up.  So I'm planning which days I will be out getting stuff done around town and which days I'll be home getting stuff accomplished here.  Like the thank you cards that should have gone out in May (I was using the postal strike as an excuse for a while...) or the decluttering of bedrooms and some toys.  And maybe a little bit of time for me.  Lunch with a friend or time to sit and read a book for a few minutes.  I'm really looking forward to all I will get accomplished!

But then...I had to chuckle.  Because although I'm excited to get this time next week....I will still have my 6 month old boy with me.  I didn't forget about him.  No.  It's just that having 1 kid is sooooo much easier then having 3 kids. 

Why do I chuckle at this thought?  Because I remember how hard I thought it was back when I had only 1 kid.  I remember how when Ryanne was born I had my year of maternity leave and I would cry when Dave would get home from work because I had gotten nothing done that day.  Not even a shower!  The kitchen was a mess!   I hadn't eaten all day!  It was so hard to get anything accomplished!  I loved my baby but I could not figure out how people did this!  And how did people do this with more then 1 child!  We were so appreciative of the grandparents when they would offer to come and watch the baby so we could get some time out.  We'd go out and be so relaxed and soak up that 'me time'. 

Then when we had Charlotte I realized how much free time we really had when there was just 1 child.  Now we had 2!  We would never have free time again!  I remember being terrified when we decided it was time for Ryanne to come home from full time day care and I'd have 2 kids by myself all day!  How would I survive!  How do people do this with 3 kids!  Would I ever shower again?

Then we had Martin.  And so far I have survived.  And I do have showers...occasionally.  We are busy.  There's not a lot of free time and finding time to get things accomplished is limited.  So I chuckle at my list for next week because I expect to get a lot of things done with a 6 month old in tow.  If I could travel back in time and tell the 'me with 1 baby' that there would be a time when having only 1 kid was considered easy?  I think that 'me with 1 baby' would assume I had gone crazy in the future.  :)

It's fun to look back and see how things have changed.  I think I'm doing alright...and I'm not crazy! 

Wednesday, 13 July 2011

I've Failed You...

Oh dearest Cubicle Buddies.

I am so very sorry.
I've failed you as a friend and, well, as a cubicle buddy.

I've been away for so long and that was not fair.  So, I will make it up to you and
post for you something I hope you will enjoy.

Last week we were camping and had a few 'adventures' with animals.
My daughter asked after one of the adventures what I thought was our best animal story.  I looked at her because I didn't understand until she started listing off all the ones she remembered.  And oh my.  We DO have a lot of animal adventures!

So you can vote if you like, but here are all the ones I can remember and I will add if I remember more when I'm trying to fall asleep tonight.  You know...when you are almost asleep and you suddenly sit straight up in bed because you remembered something.  I do keep a pen and paper by my bed for these moments.

Okay.  My list (in no particular order):

1.  We got together at the zoo for my niece's birthday party one year.  After a yummy lunch we all got a cupcake.  Charlotte, who was 2 at the time, set her cupcake down to run around with her cousins.  She turned to come back and take a bite out of her cupcake but instead was just in time to watch a seagull swoop down out of the sky and scoop it up in it's beak.  There were a lot of tears shed and a few years later she is still talking about 'that time at the zoo'.

2.  We were in the park having KFC take out with the kids.  The ducks were rather friendly and the girls were getting scared so we sat them up on top of the picnic bench so the ducks weren't nipping at their feet while they were trying to eat.  So Ryanne, who was about 4 yrs old, is eating her chicken drumstick when a duck flies up and hovers perfectly in front of her face and nips at the chicken she's holding up to her mouth.  We were frozen!  Then scared it off.  I've never seen anything like it!  Fortunately my kids do not have a huge fear of ducks now...  But it makes me a chicken eating duck almost like a cannibal?

Raccoons.  Need I say more?  My goodness those animals!  I remember walking past the display of raccoons at the zoo and thinking 'Why would I want to stop and look at them?  I see them way too much when I'm camping!'.  But I will say more as a few of the adventures my daughter told involved them. 

3.  We camp a few times a year in our tent trailer.  We are pretty good about keeping our food in the van or throwing out our garbage around dusk.  But we have met a few brave raccoons along the way.  While camping in Gatineau park we were stuck between a raccoon coming out from under our trailer on the way to the picnic bench where we were cleaning up our corn on the cob dinner.  I couldn't put the kids in the trailer because the raccoon was standing in front of the door.  I couldn't put them in the van because I didn't have the keys on me.  So I shoved them in the bike trailer that was right beside me and buttoned up the flap.  Then hissed at the raccoon.  It did not want to leave.  Finally Dave growled at it and it slowly started to back away.  But it really wanted those cobs of corn!

4.  We cleaned up our site last week before heading to the beach.  We left one' super hard to open' tupperware container on the picnic bench filled with muffins.  I figured it was so hard to open no smell would be leaking out to attract's the middle of the day!  As we returned to our site we saw a man stopped at the road taking pictures of our site.  He laughed when I got there and said 'That raccoon is enjoying his lunch!'.  Yup, the raccoon had pried that tupperware open and was sitting in our dining tent enjoying my muffins.  I checked out the container.  There were a lot of paw marks on it so at least I have the satisfaction of knowing it took a long time before he got it open.

5.  Same camp site.  We had our friends on our site for dinner.  So 5 of us and 4 of them.  That's not a small group...or a quiet group for that matter.  We were talking and laughing and then suddenly heard a weird rustling sound by the the fire pit about 4 feet away.  We all turned at the same time to see a raccoon running away with our bag of buns that had been on a little table beside the fire.  Again!  In the middle of the day!  Large group of people sitting 4 feet away!  Jokes on the raccoon though...the leftover hot dogs were sitting right beside the buns....

6.  Another time, we had cleaned up dinner and had just started our campfire.  We'd forgotten that we hadn't put the garbage in the van to take up to the main garbage later.  We were sitting enjoying the quiet when we heard a rustling and looked to see the white garbage bag dragging across the ground and up a tree.  The raccoon dragged it up there and we had to listen to him rustling through the bag for the rest of our peaceful campfire.  The next morning we thought we'd find the bag on the ground...but it was still up there in the tree. 

Share any crazy animal adventures please!  I'd love to hear what others have experienced because I think other then the duck story...ours are pretty tame.  :)