Oh the winter olympics.
No other sports broadcast gives me such chills and a sense of anticipation.
Why this year especially have I been so excited?
I will tell you.
1. This year they decided to make DOUBLE the figure skating. I had no idea the team event was happening and when I realized that there would be extra figure skating, I was over the moon
2. Full event replay. Cuz I have no time to sit and be engrossed in figure skating at 10am when both babies are awake and demanding things like....clean bums, food and love and attention.
3. Evgeny Plushenko.
I had an evening to myself last week to watch figure skating. When I saw him I understood the girls in old footage from beatles concerts. You know the ones where the girls are just beside themselves, screaming and trying to put lipstick on but it ends up all over their forehead because they are shaking so bad?
Inside, last thursday night, I had a beatles girl inside.
I firmly told myself that a adult married woman should not be wanting to shriek over the presence of a cocky brat figure skater.
Hehehe.
Esther, one of my oldest and dearest friends used to call him bird man. Because of his nose. But I didnt care about his looks. I just cared that he beat Alexei Yagudin ( I came to love his skating a short time later. When he stopped giving interviews about how he was the best. And learned more english so he didnt sound so stuck up).
Its just nice to see someone from the old days....you know? Except when they talk about his age. Then I remember Im not 17 anymore.
Anyway. Super excited to see the individual competitions. I got to see some pairs last night. Totally sad for the canadians who bombed, and totally happy for the canadians that didnt. Hoping theres a "magic" performance for someone at some point. I just love those moments....Like Jamie and David's love story in salt lake city.
Yes Im a geek.
Meema woke up and woke up the children in the process and now shes going back to sleep. Hmph.
Well at least it shut up my pathetic ode to figure skating. Yes thats what I shall call this.
xo
Thursday 13 February 2014
The grand adventure of a mom who is normally cooped up all the time. woot woot
Today we went on a mother daughter adventure.
It began at 630, when Josh gently woke me from my slumber.
Then I fell back asleep. SO really it began at 645 when I shot up and stared at the clock and realized I had 15 minutes to get ready.
Thank God my husband is so patient.
I raced to get ready and realized Josh had done everything INCLUDING make me eggs ( score hubbie!!!)
I scarfed them down while my poor mother tried to wake up in the corner of the living room. She came to watch E while S and I went on a trip.
We loaded in the car and hubbie and i made sure each other was ok ( im ok if you are ok.....oh...well im ok if you are ok. YES we do roll like that. YES you can barf over that. Are you done? ok I shall continue)
Hubbie dropped us off at the subway station near his school and off we went. I told S we were going on a "like train - subway" For the first 5 stops she kept pointing to the dark walls outside and yelling " TRAIN!" with such glee and beauty that I was grinning the whole time too. Man I love it when shes expressing wonder. It just makes my heart want to burst.
Good deed person number 1 was met on the second train. The busier train. I was literally in the middle of the train with the stroller, praying I wouldn't end up flat on my face or something. Good deed man informed me that the door he was standing against wouldnt be opening again and I could go stand there. Because of his initiative, the other people moved and therefore we were out of the way. He was very kind and smilied at S but she began crying so he stopped.
We arrived at our stop and good deed lady 2 tried to help carrying the stroller upstairs but lacked strength, good deed lady 3, instructed me to change position to a more effective manner, good deed man child 4 offered to carry the entire thing but we worked together.
Then I met my Afernee.
Afernee is my cousin. We have known each other since his birth in 1989. He made my life misery for several years. He often wanted to be me. He forced me to play games such as matilda, sabrina, shrieky/beastly and baby. He was always the girl. I was always the boy or the lesser cool girl. Except when we played baby. I got to be the mother. I liked that game cuz he sat sit and mad happy baby noises and asked for water.
I was somehow surprised when he came out. Imagine.
Anyway, now we are best of friends. We have had many adventures together. He ran into a recycling boz with his car when I told him I had a boyfriend ( when I met Josh)
Now he lives in the big city and I live in Ajax and we do not see each often but there is always fun ( and getting lost) when we are together.
So together we dashed to sick kids hospital. Thankfully he knew where he was going because i was a little nervous about being late and kind of just started walking briskly. We found a man who directed us to the eye clinic and naturally the waiting room was full and we had to wait for nearly half an hour.
Af supplied starbucks. He tried to convince me to add espresso to my frappucino. I refused.
It was really cool watching the doctor with S. She was very patient and had lots of neat toys and methods. When Dora sudenly appeared on tv across the room it was just perfect. S stopped moving and, as the doctor said, was "in a trance"
Oh Dora. As much as my husband hates you, you have such great purpose.
S did amazingly well. She cried a little maybe once, told the doctor to stop once and at the end had clearly had enough but she was so so good. The doctor was impressed. At the end of it all S wanted back up on the chair and was making nice with the doctor. Silly child.
Af and I got to have a snack and some talk time before we went to a grocery store to try to find kraft dinner ( for him) and baby pouches ( for me).
We found neither.
Guess the cool people of toronto dont eat kraft dinner and dont have babies
( I know neither supposition is true. Im just being......um. I want to say facetious but im pretty sure thats not the correct word)
We sadly parted and returned to the "train" S ate her lunch, got it all over her ( peanut butter, or in her language, pee pee boo). We arrived at the mall near Joshs school and then walked. Well I naturally chose the wrong way to get back to the street. I came to three flights of stairs that i KNEW were there. i figured I could make it. Luckily good deed person number 6 (?) came and helped me. He was deaf so I hope he realized my gratitude cuz I was yammering while he wasnt looking at me. Then we walked to Joshs school.
Holy poor sidewalk plowing. My body hurts. I noticed a lot of people walking with canes and had great empathy and concern for them. It was only about a ten minute walk so I was fine. We got to go into school and see Josh and his guitar ensemble. S was a huge distraction. She wanted everyones guitars. So I took her into the hall where a group of girls were dancing to some arabic sounding music and S was delighted and went and joined them and danced for....well....quite a while. She kept running away and going back to them. It was really cute. They were so nice to her.
The few times Ive gotten to see Josh teach is always a cool experience. SInce I never see him in that roll its almost like I dont recognize him.
He is SOCUTE.
If he'd been my teacher i'd have had a mad crush on him.
His kids are good. Im glad I got to hear them. I never get to go to any concerts or performances anymore so the bit I heard was good. He is a good teacher.
He's at work late tonight so I was glad S got to see her daddy cuz shes a total daddys girl and well, I was glad to see him too.
Anyway, Im home now. Both girls are sleeping and mom is snoring in the next room. My poor mother isnt used to all of this. I shall have to think of a surprise way to thank her. I thought foot rub but she'd just laugh hysterically, I might get kicked inadvertantly in the face and then her knees would be really sore.
I really wish I could blog more often. So much has been happening lately. SO much. Good things. A lot of cool God things. Feeling very blessed at the moment.
I guess I should maybe go do some cleaning?
Oh psh. Theres always tomorrow.
xo
It began at 630, when Josh gently woke me from my slumber.
Then I fell back asleep. SO really it began at 645 when I shot up and stared at the clock and realized I had 15 minutes to get ready.
Thank God my husband is so patient.
I raced to get ready and realized Josh had done everything INCLUDING make me eggs ( score hubbie!!!)
I scarfed them down while my poor mother tried to wake up in the corner of the living room. She came to watch E while S and I went on a trip.
We loaded in the car and hubbie and i made sure each other was ok ( im ok if you are ok.....oh...well im ok if you are ok. YES we do roll like that. YES you can barf over that. Are you done? ok I shall continue)
Hubbie dropped us off at the subway station near his school and off we went. I told S we were going on a "like train - subway" For the first 5 stops she kept pointing to the dark walls outside and yelling " TRAIN!" with such glee and beauty that I was grinning the whole time too. Man I love it when shes expressing wonder. It just makes my heart want to burst.
Good deed person number 1 was met on the second train. The busier train. I was literally in the middle of the train with the stroller, praying I wouldn't end up flat on my face or something. Good deed man informed me that the door he was standing against wouldnt be opening again and I could go stand there. Because of his initiative, the other people moved and therefore we were out of the way. He was very kind and smilied at S but she began crying so he stopped.
We arrived at our stop and good deed lady 2 tried to help carrying the stroller upstairs but lacked strength, good deed lady 3, instructed me to change position to a more effective manner, good deed man child 4 offered to carry the entire thing but we worked together.
Then I met my Afernee.
Afernee is my cousin. We have known each other since his birth in 1989. He made my life misery for several years. He often wanted to be me. He forced me to play games such as matilda, sabrina, shrieky/beastly and baby. He was always the girl. I was always the boy or the lesser cool girl. Except when we played baby. I got to be the mother. I liked that game cuz he sat sit and mad happy baby noises and asked for water.
I was somehow surprised when he came out. Imagine.
Anyway, now we are best of friends. We have had many adventures together. He ran into a recycling boz with his car when I told him I had a boyfriend ( when I met Josh)
Now he lives in the big city and I live in Ajax and we do not see each often but there is always fun ( and getting lost) when we are together.
So together we dashed to sick kids hospital. Thankfully he knew where he was going because i was a little nervous about being late and kind of just started walking briskly. We found a man who directed us to the eye clinic and naturally the waiting room was full and we had to wait for nearly half an hour.
Af supplied starbucks. He tried to convince me to add espresso to my frappucino. I refused.
It was really cool watching the doctor with S. She was very patient and had lots of neat toys and methods. When Dora sudenly appeared on tv across the room it was just perfect. S stopped moving and, as the doctor said, was "in a trance"
Oh Dora. As much as my husband hates you, you have such great purpose.
S did amazingly well. She cried a little maybe once, told the doctor to stop once and at the end had clearly had enough but she was so so good. The doctor was impressed. At the end of it all S wanted back up on the chair and was making nice with the doctor. Silly child.
Af and I got to have a snack and some talk time before we went to a grocery store to try to find kraft dinner ( for him) and baby pouches ( for me).
We found neither.
Guess the cool people of toronto dont eat kraft dinner and dont have babies
( I know neither supposition is true. Im just being......um. I want to say facetious but im pretty sure thats not the correct word)
We sadly parted and returned to the "train" S ate her lunch, got it all over her ( peanut butter, or in her language, pee pee boo). We arrived at the mall near Joshs school and then walked. Well I naturally chose the wrong way to get back to the street. I came to three flights of stairs that i KNEW were there. i figured I could make it. Luckily good deed person number 6 (?) came and helped me. He was deaf so I hope he realized my gratitude cuz I was yammering while he wasnt looking at me. Then we walked to Joshs school.
Holy poor sidewalk plowing. My body hurts. I noticed a lot of people walking with canes and had great empathy and concern for them. It was only about a ten minute walk so I was fine. We got to go into school and see Josh and his guitar ensemble. S was a huge distraction. She wanted everyones guitars. So I took her into the hall where a group of girls were dancing to some arabic sounding music and S was delighted and went and joined them and danced for....well....quite a while. She kept running away and going back to them. It was really cute. They were so nice to her.
The few times Ive gotten to see Josh teach is always a cool experience. SInce I never see him in that roll its almost like I dont recognize him.
He is SOCUTE.
If he'd been my teacher i'd have had a mad crush on him.
His kids are good. Im glad I got to hear them. I never get to go to any concerts or performances anymore so the bit I heard was good. He is a good teacher.
He's at work late tonight so I was glad S got to see her daddy cuz shes a total daddys girl and well, I was glad to see him too.
Anyway, Im home now. Both girls are sleeping and mom is snoring in the next room. My poor mother isnt used to all of this. I shall have to think of a surprise way to thank her. I thought foot rub but she'd just laugh hysterically, I might get kicked inadvertantly in the face and then her knees would be really sore.
I really wish I could blog more often. So much has been happening lately. SO much. Good things. A lot of cool God things. Feeling very blessed at the moment.
I guess I should maybe go do some cleaning?
Oh psh. Theres always tomorrow.
xo
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