About 3 months ago, I started reading my BIL's daily (almost...damn you) blogs.
It soon became part of my routine, which incidently goes something like this:
alarm...snooze...alarm....snooze...alarm...k one more snooze.... Start coffee, shower, dress, pour coffee, fix face, pray to hair god, fix hair...sort of ... drink coffee as fixing (multi task, hurrah)... grab keys, purse...down elevator which has too many mirrors..curse hair.... down to car...drive in circles up up up...fumble for button on garage remote (much like pin tail on donkey)...drive like crazy woman (caught on quick learning to survive in Toronto) to work...turn on computer, CHECK BIL BLOG.
See? Can't start work without it!
I'm addicted to the read...and being someone that likes to talk, I thought...meh...why not? So here I am :) I have stuff to say! This is like Twitter...only better!!! Way kewl dood!!!
Yesterday was Red's birthday, today is Poppa's birthday and tomorrow is Sonwun's birthday. Sonwun, (did I spell that right?) is my nephew...son of BIL.... I'm always amazed that SistaNeomom and I were pregnant at the same time. The universe knew what it was doing when it put us in different provinces for this, I am certain!
But I digress....
Last night we had Red's birthday party at Boston Pizza. The Short One, my only daughter works there. This entitles us to special treatment, something I'm fond of. The Short One was the only one that remembered a camera, and while waiting for dinner, said camera came out. This was immediately confiscated by the Saminator, who fancies himself a photographer. First came the silly face photo shoot of his brother...followed by a particularly artistic series of pics of his own butt. As a mother of 4, this does not concern me. Most things don't anymore...I'm too friggin tired! At some point, Red was on my head, and I think this is when I begged assistance and we managed to settle the boys down, hiding the camera for the time being.
Eventually food came. Both Poppa and Grandma were not happy with their meals...the rest of us were all right with it...after all, its just Boston Pizza dood! The cake was brought out accompanied by very loud song performed by staff, led by The Short One, for all to hear. Red was proud!!! It was a good party :)
And tonight, is Poppa's party. We are late. Which means, that I'm not proofing this, I'm just posting it. But that's pretty much what you will always get from me..after all, wouldn't be mine if it didn't contain a dent or two :)
