I am still here..

It has been ages since I have had some time to sit at my computer and write something, as I promised myself I would do. Today is my youngest son's birthday. He is 3 today and I cannot believe it. My husband and I decided years ago, that on each of our boy's birthdays, after all the activity is finished and they are off into bed, he and I would share a bottle of champaign together to celebrate between the two of us what we have achieved with regard to our boys over the year. March is a good month for us, as both of our son's are born this month! So I sit here in the office, with a bit of a buzz from my bubbly, and I am very happy. Seeing my guys today, enjoying the day and eachother...it was nice. Tomorrow is R's party...at the beach, so let's all pray for good weather. A hot dog/marshmellow roast are on the agenda, along with a pirate birhtday cake that I managed to ice before I had my first sip of champaign...thank God.
I never realized one could have so much pleasure from a three year old's birthday....priceless....

-this weekend

THREE THINGS I HOPE FOR THIS WEEKEND...
1. I get my income taxes done!!
2. the rain stops...it has been raining here for ages...we have to grow gills to live in Vancouver!!!
3. The yorkshire puddings I am planning to make for my dinner party on Saturday actually turn out and do not end up like hockey pucks..

Looking at these three items, they are pretty frivolous in the big scheme of things. Life, at this moment, is not too bad...

Hope everyone who reads this, and I know it is not very many people....has a good weekend

Light at the end of the tunnel

What a day! The sun in shining, the blossoms are appearing, I am greeted by more smiles than I have been in the last few months. Perhaps spring has arrived...Eager to get into the spirit of spring, my boys and I rode our bikes to swimming lessons this morning. It is a pretty easy cycle, only about 20 minutes each way, but it was so invigorating...for them as well. I felt like a kid again myself, going fast, hopping the curbs...it was fun.
Time to go play hockey in the driveway...My eldest likes to pretend he is Marcus Naslund...

correction

Sorry...error in last post...
Asked if anyone in the class had NOT done yoga before, the whole class put up their hand...

I was a little aggitated when I wrote that blog and was a bit hasty in publishing it...

Yoga

Can someone please explain this to me...
I recently enrolled in a beginners Yoga...101...for people who have never done yoga before...just learning the basics!!!!
I arrive at the class and 90% of the class are all decked out in their Lou Lou Lemon gear, with LLL yoga mats and know all the poses by name. Here I am, wearing my MEC running pants and top not having a clue what I am doing! When asked if anyone in the class had done yoga before...everyone put their hand up. Yeah, right!!! It just pissed me off a bit.

University

I have been thinking a lot about my university days lately. I recently reconnected with someone I knew from those days, so for the last 10 days, my mind has been churning out memories. It was one of the best times of my life. Sure, there were some shitty times, but that is part of the whole thing, the entire experience that you take away with you after 4 years. Last year, I came across some old journals I kept while I was at school (I am sooooo glad I took the time to do that!!!). When I read them, I honestly could not remember some of things that I had written. There were times I was absolutely distraught over something (normally a man) and now, I really cannot recall it all being so dramatic and heartbreaking. But is was...to me...when I was 20. All those experiences make up at least part of the person that I am today. Would I handle things differently if I went through them today?...damn right I would (some of the time). But to get where I am today, I had to be that "sometimes insecure, sometimes overly confident, overly sensitive, carefree girl that I was back then. God, I sound like I was perhaps a nutcase then. I wasn't. I had many friends that I remember fondly and wonder what they are all doing now. Time just flies by so fast...

My rule book..

Here are some of the rules I TRY to live by...

-Strive for excellence, not perfection
-Take time to smell the roses
-Always have something beautiful in sight..even if it is a dandylion in a jam jar....(like my son gave me today!)
-Be the first to say "Hello"
- Don't expect life to be fair
-Wear expensive shoes and belts, but buy them on sale
-Be loyal