Ok, I received a question from Terry's mom, who babysits two beautiful kids (3 year old twins). The boy half of the pair is having some toilet training issues and Joan's question is (since its been a few years since she has had to toilet train a little boy)
Do little boys stand up to pee at 3 years old, or is it the "in" thing to have them sit and pee?
Now, I have never toilet trained a boy, and the little boys I deal with are beyond that issue. Soo......Chantal, get on the horn (or blog) and ask your friends, Josee.... mom of a boy, you must have an opinion, and I know there are a few other little boys in your family. Jill, you have a nephew and I am sure your friends have little ones... Lets help out Joanie, and give her some advise.
By the way, the sleepless nights still prevail, but I am now owning a cold. I think maybe that was the problem with my week. It is here now, and I can deal with it better, now that I know what is up with my body. Somewhat of a relieve, really.
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Friday, March 23, 2007
Friday... a Good Day All Around
The best part, really, is that is FRIDAY...
**Aubrey, my niece from Ottawa got a new little Guinea Pig this week, named Moe. Her first little guy passed about just a month ago, and she had him for over two years. This new little one is just a couple months old.
**Gillian made a beautiful snowman using that snowman kit I bought for her from the Books are Fun guy before Xmas.
We try to take a group Picture every year that the 6 grandgirls get together. Its getting harder and harder to get them all together (now that three of them have jobs). This was the latest this summer, and the girls are Gillian (age 6), Caliegh (age 11), Aubrey (age 11), Grace (age 16), Michelle (age 19) and Stephanie (age 22). Two live in Ottawa, two in Halifax, One in Fredericton, and one in Antigonish/Greenwood.
Well, interviews are done for our new principal. A few at work seemed to think we would hear something today.. but I don't think we will hear anything until Monday. Its been a long couple of months for all of us at school. But especially Linda M. She has really been a trooper, stepping into the principalship when Heather got the call to come to the board. I think she took on way more than she ever wanted to, and did well to keep things in check. But its time for her to go back to what she loves doing, because its taking a toll on her, and in turn the rest of the staff. Should be interesting when we hear who our new leader will be.
This week has been hectic, and although I LOVE my new morning schedule, I do feel a bit out of touch, but arriving at work right in the middle of mayhem. I am use to starting the day with a few minutes to organize my thoughts before the "crazy" begins. But now, I walk into the job at the height of noise, confusion and Oh Canada. A little unsettling. Its so hard to center myself to get to work after that sort of entrance. Sleep is not happening to me this week. Not sure why, but the whole week has been long "toss and turn" nights, and waking up exhausted. Work Stress, maybe, and I will solve that this weekend. I am planning a marathon work weekend. That will end my stress and better my sleep.
FAMILY HIGHLIGHTS
**Terry's Dad, Frank is doing much better than a week ago. He is back to himself, personality wise, and his body is starting to cooperate with the meds and he is feeling so much better, and eating and sleeping too.
**My dad, doing pretty good. He is now managing the stairs a couple of times a day, and feeling pretty good about it.
**Terry's Dad, Frank is doing much better than a week ago. He is back to himself, personality wise, and his body is starting to cooperate with the meds and he is feeling so much better, and eating and sleeping too.
**My dad, doing pretty good. He is now managing the stairs a couple of times a day, and feeling pretty good about it.
**Stephanie is enjoying the company of Michelle and Scott this weekend. She keeps us all updated on her goings on, via her blog
**My oldest niece, Grace, ( I have two nieces named Grace, how lucky am I. One is 16 and the other is 5)landed her first job today. How exciting is that. She will be working in THE SHOE COMPANY, Bayers Lake. She will be the gorgeous Chicklet that will shyly but sweetly serve your shoe needs when you go to visit her there. Just tell her Donna sent you and she will treat you extra special.
**Caliegh, her younger sister just got a pair of Pink Converse Shoes from the Shoe Company today.
**Aubrey, my niece from Ottawa got a new little Guinea Pig this week, named Moe. Her first little guy passed about just a month ago, and she had him for over two years. This new little one is just a couple months old.**Gillian made a beautiful snowman using that snowman kit I bought for her from the Books are Fun guy before Xmas.
We try to take a group Picture every year that the 6 grandgirls get together. Its getting harder and harder to get them all together (now that three of them have jobs). This was the latest this summer, and the girls are Gillian (age 6), Caliegh (age 11), Aubrey (age 11), Grace (age 16), Michelle (age 19) and Stephanie (age 22). Two live in Ottawa, two in Halifax, One in Fredericton, and one in Antigonish/Greenwood.Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Wedding Song anyone....
For anyone who doesn't know this about my two girls....they are accomplished string instrumentalists. They are sadly out of practice now, but have both played violins, violas & cello for 12 years. One of the things they did in their older years (13-17 years old) was performed at several weddings. They have played for back yard weddings as well as church weddings.... from Bridgetown to Halifax .... and the common wedding song of choice for the procession to the altar is Pacebel Canon in D. This consisted of one girl (usually Danielle Dorais) on Cello, and 5 others on violins... This song is a 9 minute song in its original composition, but the LONGEST walk... at any wedding they performed at was less than 1 minute. Therefore, the girls would re arrange the song to suit the bride and the length of walk.
This is a very long story.... and all I mean to say, is.... Pacebel Canon, is my absolutely most favorite strings song... but not for a wedding song. More because it brings such beautiful memories for me, of my young girls playing violin!!...
Both girls have said to me at different times that they no longer have any nice feelings for this song.... check out this new version of Pacebel, that even they would love.
This is a very long story.... and all I mean to say, is.... Pacebel Canon, is my absolutely most favorite strings song... but not for a wedding song. More because it brings such beautiful memories for me, of my young girls playing violin!!...
Both girls have said to me at different times that they no longer have any nice feelings for this song.... check out this new version of Pacebel, that even they would love.
Some days you just need to crash...
Its been an extremely "action" packed few days for me. But nothing so big that it warrants an explanation. Just busy...
My new morning routine goes like this..... up at the same time as usual, 6ish and hit the shower. Get all ready for the day... you know, hair, makeup..ok, no makeup... hair and well.... thats about it. Then a nice lull in activity where Terry and I veg for 20 minutes on the couch with coffee and toast and mostly stare at one another. I am much more talkative in the morning than Terry and after 20 odd years I have given up talking to him in the morning, because I usually have to repeat myself again sometime through the rest of the day. He is not a morning person. Ok, so that is normal. Heres the new part..... at 6:50.. Mollie begins her tail spin of excitement, because she has already concluded that by my clothing chose of the morning, we are going for a walk. I am not in PJ's or Work clothes. I am the sacred "walking" outfit, and once I make the slightest motion that I am done with coffee and toast, she springs into action bringing my my shoe (any shoe) and the lease and her breakfast cup, a magazine, anything..... anything that will get me up from the chair. And we bundle up to brave the "spring" mornings...brrrrrr. Off we go by 7 and hit the cold roads. I listen to my Harry Potter Book 6, and we try for a 30 to 40 minute walk. Yesterday was a wet cold walk, and on my return, had to re do my hair. Once I get home again, depending on the time, I do a quite "weights" routine, and my normal stretch of yoga and then get dressed for work. It is now 8am and I am ready. Dad is up, and I hear the shower going and that is when I move down stairs and load up Dad's fridge with all his daily stuff, like lunch and teabags, afternoon snacks, etc. By 8:30 he is done his routine, and after some chatting, he is settled for breakfast and coffee and I am off to school by 8:45. How fun is that..... yipee. I am so excited to have a long morning to take care of myself, the dog, and dad, plus make all the lunches (mine and dads, sometimes Terrys) and clean up around the kitchen, and even get a start on Supper. The new later morning start time means that I have to stay at work until 4:00 (officially) which isn't too much of a stretch, but I usually have time to get a head start on supper anyway, so thats cool too.
So, here it is 7:40am, and I haven't walked this morning. Nope, too cold. Not my thing, and I did that two days in a row. So instead, just did a nice long yoga routine, and I had 20 minutes extra, so I thought I would blog.
Happenings....curled last night, and didn't curl well myself, but we won the game just the same. That was kind of fun. No curling tonight, due to a bonspiel. Our black car is going to the vet... no the mechanic... for a check up and diagnoses. Its at the stage now, do we fix it up for safety, or do we replace it with another beater. Today will tell.
Terry's dad, still in hospital, but is now receiving Chemo every two weeks. He just had one this week, and the doctors would like to keep him in hospital until after his next treatment, to make sure he is settling in ok with all the stuff happening to his body. So, at least two more weeks in hospital. When he gets out, and is home, Terry will take a week to spend with him at home, being his flunky, and company for him all day. So, I am thinking probably in three weeks terry will go up and do his part.
My kids... busy with school, and you can read Stephanie's blog to keep up on her activities, because I can't even begin to list her happenings. Michelle and Scott are going to Fredericton this weekend coming to visit the Fredsville group and Scott is hoping to get some shopping done for new clothing. I imagine Michelle will be hopeful to do the same thing. Who doesn't love to shop (except me, of course!).
My new morning routine goes like this..... up at the same time as usual, 6ish and hit the shower. Get all ready for the day... you know, hair, makeup..ok, no makeup... hair and well.... thats about it. Then a nice lull in activity where Terry and I veg for 20 minutes on the couch with coffee and toast and mostly stare at one another. I am much more talkative in the morning than Terry and after 20 odd years I have given up talking to him in the morning, because I usually have to repeat myself again sometime through the rest of the day. He is not a morning person. Ok, so that is normal. Heres the new part..... at 6:50.. Mollie begins her tail spin of excitement, because she has already concluded that by my clothing chose of the morning, we are going for a walk. I am not in PJ's or Work clothes. I am the sacred "walking" outfit, and once I make the slightest motion that I am done with coffee and toast, she springs into action bringing my my shoe (any shoe) and the lease and her breakfast cup, a magazine, anything..... anything that will get me up from the chair. And we bundle up to brave the "spring" mornings...brrrrrr. Off we go by 7 and hit the cold roads. I listen to my Harry Potter Book 6, and we try for a 30 to 40 minute walk. Yesterday was a wet cold walk, and on my return, had to re do my hair. Once I get home again, depending on the time, I do a quite "weights" routine, and my normal stretch of yoga and then get dressed for work. It is now 8am and I am ready. Dad is up, and I hear the shower going and that is when I move down stairs and load up Dad's fridge with all his daily stuff, like lunch and teabags, afternoon snacks, etc. By 8:30 he is done his routine, and after some chatting, he is settled for breakfast and coffee and I am off to school by 8:45. How fun is that..... yipee. I am so excited to have a long morning to take care of myself, the dog, and dad, plus make all the lunches (mine and dads, sometimes Terrys) and clean up around the kitchen, and even get a start on Supper. The new later morning start time means that I have to stay at work until 4:00 (officially) which isn't too much of a stretch, but I usually have time to get a head start on supper anyway, so thats cool too.
So, here it is 7:40am, and I haven't walked this morning. Nope, too cold. Not my thing, and I did that two days in a row. So instead, just did a nice long yoga routine, and I had 20 minutes extra, so I thought I would blog.
Happenings....curled last night, and didn't curl well myself, but we won the game just the same. That was kind of fun. No curling tonight, due to a bonspiel. Our black car is going to the vet... no the mechanic... for a check up and diagnoses. Its at the stage now, do we fix it up for safety, or do we replace it with another beater. Today will tell.
Terry's dad, still in hospital, but is now receiving Chemo every two weeks. He just had one this week, and the doctors would like to keep him in hospital until after his next treatment, to make sure he is settling in ok with all the stuff happening to his body. So, at least two more weeks in hospital. When he gets out, and is home, Terry will take a week to spend with him at home, being his flunky, and company for him all day. So, I am thinking probably in three weeks terry will go up and do his part.
My kids... busy with school, and you can read Stephanie's blog to keep up on her activities, because I can't even begin to list her happenings. Michelle and Scott are going to Fredericton this weekend coming to visit the Fredsville group and Scott is hoping to get some shopping done for new clothing. I imagine Michelle will be hopeful to do the same thing. Who doesn't love to shop (except me, of course!).
Monday, March 19, 2007
Monday...Back to the grind
First day back to school after March Break. Lots of things to look forward to, but a few things that I am dreading. End of year... for me, that is the financial year. That happens in 12 days. I have a ton of stuff to do in the next school week, and its doubly important this year, as I have a pending "new" principal coming on staff in the next two weeks. I would like to be able to present a clear financial vision for them... something more to overwhelm them. ugh.
On the up side, I am starting a new morning routine, and this morning is the first morning. Sadly, I didn't sleep all night, for no apparent reason. I find when I have something big in the morning, like an early appointment, or a ....change... of any sort, even a pending storm day, I sleep horribly, waking every hour or even half hour. Well, last night was not much different, except that I woke, and couldn't go back to sleep for over an hour. When I finally did, I also woke up every hour after that. I saw the clock strike almost every half hour... 3:30, 4:30, 5:30 and then stayed awake after that. Oh, ramble..ramble... my new morning. Well, I have switch morning start times with Linda Young and I am now starting at 8:30 in the morning. So far, I am very excited about it. To again length my morning at home even more (temporarily) I have asked Alicia to work for me from 8:30 to 9:00 and I will pay her from my bank of overtime. This was approved by our acting Principal and who knows if it will stand when the new Principal comes in to play. But this allows me to be home that extra time to help Dad with his morning routine. He has difficulties with the stairs still, since his knee attack, and therefore will have his breakfast down stairs. I will keep you posted on how all this goes.
On the up side, I am starting a new morning routine, and this morning is the first morning. Sadly, I didn't sleep all night, for no apparent reason. I find when I have something big in the morning, like an early appointment, or a ....change... of any sort, even a pending storm day, I sleep horribly, waking every hour or even half hour. Well, last night was not much different, except that I woke, and couldn't go back to sleep for over an hour. When I finally did, I also woke up every hour after that. I saw the clock strike almost every half hour... 3:30, 4:30, 5:30 and then stayed awake after that. Oh, ramble..ramble... my new morning. Well, I have switch morning start times with Linda Young and I am now starting at 8:30 in the morning. So far, I am very excited about it. To again length my morning at home even more (temporarily) I have asked Alicia to work for me from 8:30 to 9:00 and I will pay her from my bank of overtime. This was approved by our acting Principal and who knows if it will stand when the new Principal comes in to play. But this allows me to be home that extra time to help Dad with his morning routine. He has difficulties with the stairs still, since his knee attack, and therefore will have his breakfast down stairs. I will keep you posted on how all this goes.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
oooooohhhh the TOWELS
I am not sure who it was who told me that the towels are the best part..... maybe my sister. I am not sure. But I had my very first facial today at Lola's Touch of Beauty. I was not even close to beautiful when I came out of there, but I sure felt light as a feather.
My first "first" today was an eyebrow waxing. That was not nearly as bad as I thought, and it was over in less than 5 minutes. Then began the facial. I must admit, I was not totally comfortable with this whole process. I felt... well, its hard to describe. I am of the mentality that I serve others. Its my comfort zone. It was totally uncomfortable for me to be pampered this way, and sadly, it took about 40 of the 60 minutes for the guilt to subside. I ran though my head, that this is her job, and she must love doing these facials. I didn't want to feel superior to her. Totally weird and made the first 20 minutes unenjoyable at all. But it got easier.
The setting was beautiful. Warm blankets to snuggle under, dark room, lovely music. The face wash and scrub were nice, like I said but not enjoyable. Then...... the hot towel. The first towel, was a shock. I had no idea what she was doing but when she wrapped it up around my face and pressed it hard into my face........oh, the heat and comfort. Oh my, I can't remember who told me that the towels were amazing, maybe my sister, or was it Chantal. I totally forgot about the towel part... until that moment. Totally lovely. I would go again just for hot towels wrapped around my face. I did find it hard to breath, and had to really concentrate on my breathing, and slipped into my yoga breathing. Then after the towel.... the steam. Hot moist breeze blowing on my face. and all the while... a head massage. My mind slipped into a trance and I was on the beach.... thinking of Debbie and Brian in Cuba, and the warm, almost too warm air, blowing across my face. Oh my, that was nice too. Again, went into the yoga breathing to compensate for the almost too warm air.
THEN......... the black heads... that was horrible. And painful. tried to yoga breath through that event....not happening. Ended up doing the Hail Mary's.... 15 of them. Counted on my fingers which were clenched together over my stomach. I think it helped. But she made it all better, with another towel. I didn't know it was coming so it was totally a thrill again.
then the mask....Seaweed, I think she said. That was nice, but weird cause it dried on my face. But I didn't even think about my face, cause she then began massaging my arms. That was sort of weird until she got to my hands... and besides the towels, that was my absolute favorite part... what an amazing feeling to have your hands massaged... oh so nice. Then she stopped with the hands and moved back to my head. I could hear her moving around and was a bit nervous of what was next.... then I heard it.... she was ringing out the towel again... Well, I began to giggle in anticipation and cracked all my mask.... Oh my, the towel was lovely again.
She finished up with some sort of lovely oil all over my face and neck, shoulders and arms. And then it was over. If I smoked, I would have lit one up right there and then.
I booked another appt for next month, and ordered 4 extra towels... nah, kidding, but I wanted to. I am a little scared of the blackhead part, but darn it, I am going to get the rest of them out before I get there!!!!
Thank you to the staff of Kingston School, actually, cause the facial was a gift from them last year, for Secretaries Day.... just got around to using it!!
My first "first" today was an eyebrow waxing. That was not nearly as bad as I thought, and it was over in less than 5 minutes. Then began the facial. I must admit, I was not totally comfortable with this whole process. I felt... well, its hard to describe. I am of the mentality that I serve others. Its my comfort zone. It was totally uncomfortable for me to be pampered this way, and sadly, it took about 40 of the 60 minutes for the guilt to subside. I ran though my head, that this is her job, and she must love doing these facials. I didn't want to feel superior to her. Totally weird and made the first 20 minutes unenjoyable at all. But it got easier.
The setting was beautiful. Warm blankets to snuggle under, dark room, lovely music. The face wash and scrub were nice, like I said but not enjoyable. Then...... the hot towel. The first towel, was a shock. I had no idea what she was doing but when she wrapped it up around my face and pressed it hard into my face........oh, the heat and comfort. Oh my, I can't remember who told me that the towels were amazing, maybe my sister, or was it Chantal. I totally forgot about the towel part... until that moment. Totally lovely. I would go again just for hot towels wrapped around my face. I did find it hard to breath, and had to really concentrate on my breathing, and slipped into my yoga breathing. Then after the towel.... the steam. Hot moist breeze blowing on my face. and all the while... a head massage. My mind slipped into a trance and I was on the beach.... thinking of Debbie and Brian in Cuba, and the warm, almost too warm air, blowing across my face. Oh my, that was nice too. Again, went into the yoga breathing to compensate for the almost too warm air.
THEN......... the black heads... that was horrible. And painful. tried to yoga breath through that event....not happening. Ended up doing the Hail Mary's.... 15 of them. Counted on my fingers which were clenched together over my stomach. I think it helped. But she made it all better, with another towel. I didn't know it was coming so it was totally a thrill again.
then the mask....Seaweed, I think she said. That was nice, but weird cause it dried on my face. But I didn't even think about my face, cause she then began massaging my arms. That was sort of weird until she got to my hands... and besides the towels, that was my absolute favorite part... what an amazing feeling to have your hands massaged... oh so nice. Then she stopped with the hands and moved back to my head. I could hear her moving around and was a bit nervous of what was next.... then I heard it.... she was ringing out the towel again... Well, I began to giggle in anticipation and cracked all my mask.... Oh my, the towel was lovely again.
She finished up with some sort of lovely oil all over my face and neck, shoulders and arms. And then it was over. If I smoked, I would have lit one up right there and then.
I booked another appt for next month, and ordered 4 extra towels... nah, kidding, but I wanted to. I am a little scared of the blackhead part, but darn it, I am going to get the rest of them out before I get there!!!!
Thank you to the staff of Kingston School, actually, cause the facial was a gift from them last year, for Secretaries Day.... just got around to using it!!
12 seconds x 4
That's all it takes. Anyone can do that.... Mammograms. They can save your life. They do save lots of peoples lives.
Did mine!!!!! First one with my new tiny boobs.. I was a bit nervous, but it wasn't that bad, at all. I think I am just a tough chick... really. When it comes to boobs that is......Needles on the other hand.... ewwww.
Ok, if you don't already go to Stephanie's blog, please go today. She is in a knitting dilemma... she worked tirelessly on this funky sock over march break and was amazed at how far the small ball of yarn went, and ended up with a knee sock. But she doesn't like the fit, and is disappointed in the pattern.... so... she needs an opinion of what her next step should be.... unravel, or throw out, or finish second sock. She can't get comments from just anyone, just a setting she has to fix, so if you have an opinion, leave it with me on my blog, and she will get it there.
DON'T forget... get your mammogram if your over 40 or have a history of breast cancer in your family.
Did mine!!!!! First one with my new tiny boobs.. I was a bit nervous, but it wasn't that bad, at all. I think I am just a tough chick... really. When it comes to boobs that is......Needles on the other hand.... ewwww.
Ok, if you don't already go to Stephanie's blog, please go today. She is in a knitting dilemma... she worked tirelessly on this funky sock over march break and was amazed at how far the small ball of yarn went, and ended up with a knee sock. But she doesn't like the fit, and is disappointed in the pattern.... so... she needs an opinion of what her next step should be.... unravel, or throw out, or finish second sock. She can't get comments from just anyone, just a setting she has to fix, so if you have an opinion, leave it with me on my blog, and she will get it there.
DON'T forget... get your mammogram if your over 40 or have a history of breast cancer in your family.
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