Americanuck

Sean’s big day tomorrow. He heads off to High school for his first day. Well ok it’s not a day, really two hours of pre-registration for GR8 (basically paying fees, getting lock and locker etc..). It’s really nice that his school does that, allows the smaller unsure newbies to roam the school and get a fix on things before all the ‘big kids’ get there. I remember how freaked out I was about high school and for me it was just Junior high, not a Grade 8 - 12 institution that has 1800 kids in it.

Sean’s handling it really well, maybe it’s just covering up nerves but I know he’s a bit unsure of this new adventure. His wonderful Big Brother is going to take him, walk him there so he gets used to the route, and give him pointers on stuff and then walk him back. It’s sweet of him to volunteer to do this for him.

I think of everyone, I’m the most nervous! It’s so HUGE that my youngest is now out of elementary school and it’s freaking me out a wee bit that they are growing up so fast. There are times you think to yourself “Oh if only they were old enough to do *this* for themselves” but then one day they are!!

I mean it’s not like both of them are exactly leaving the nest, but it’s kind of the primer for that. I guess with having them at such an early age and looking at other people around me just starting this Kid business I feel kind of, I dunno too young to have kids this old! Not that I have ANY desire to have any more or do any of this over again at my age if that makes sense?

I’m feeling a bit ‘off’ tonight, I hope I’m not coming down with something because I’ve got a long weekend off coming up. I’m off Friday all the way until Tuesday (back at work Wednesday whoohoo!) and I would hate to be sick during that time darn it!!

I have a friend of mine that doesn’t like to call anyone chubby/ out of shape or fat she uses the world ‘Fluffy’.

I did ‘floor’ exercises tonight to shake things up a bit and my stomach is screaming at me right now, I don’t exactly have abs of steel and I may have asked too much of my poor ‘fluffy’ muscles…

Speaking of shaking things up, we have to get the old vcr hooked up to our bedroom tv (aka my exercise room) no not for porn! Because I have a pilates tape I want to do along with this kick ass exercise tape by no other than Cher! Yeah I said CHER! She doesn’t actually LEAD the class but she’s IN it and the instructor makes you really feel it and it was my fave old tape so gonna be digging that outta the archives. Laugh if you will!

Fish for dinner tonight along with fresh CORN yummmm and other veggies, whole grain rice too which I love. Damn I wish I had a personal chef!!

One of Tom’s Sisters,Linda lives down in the ‘Big Easy’. She’s a nurse and didn’t leave town, she stayed to work at the Hospital even though a bunch of the Staff there left town. She also pulled extra time there and didn’t have anywhere to really catch any sleep until after she was able to make her way home. I’m really proud of her and she’s got such a great heart.

The good news is her place isn’t under water, she had no idea what was up with her place until then. She called her Mom to let her know she was alright and Barbara let us all know she was fine. Phewwwww good to hear and we are all very relieved up here!!

Wow, ok it’s been a while since I’ve bothered to do any kind of real exercise. I don’t mean climbing stairs instead of taking the escalator kind of exercise. I mean sweating, moving, aerobically exercising. It makes me realize how lazy I’ve been for a very long time. I put in my time tonight, right before dinner the minute I got home. I’m making a date with me, FOR me.

Maybe it’s the fact I’m facing forty in January and I don’t want to get there FAT, I dunno but I’m feeling like it’s time I do something about it. I’m not a big believer in ‘diets’ not in the gimmick sense of the word anyway, I just am going to cut out the junk, eat more sensibly and get moving. Like I said diets…I’ve been there done that. I’ve bordered on anorexia back in my younger days because of it. I’ve messed around with my metabolism and done some pretty extreme things in my younger days because my ex always told me I was fat. The thing is, I wasn’t. I was a size 8 and I’m 5′8″ tall with a medium bone structure. That kind of stuff can really mess with your mind. Tom has always told me that to him I’m beautiful and that means more to me than I can say.

I look back at pictures of myself back in those days and I think how lovely I really was. I didn’t see it then, I was looking at me through the eyes of someone who had extremely low self esteem by no fault of my own, I see it now there was nothing wrong with me.

So I’m getting off my ass, and putting it out here makes me feel vulnerable but it helps to see it in writing kind of like making a contract with myself that has witnesses, at least those that stop by from time to time.

Anyway, wish me luck =)

I came home to the wallpaper on the computer changed to this the other day and finally took a picture of it. I modified Tom’s creativity a wee bit cos he’s a wee bit past being 40 (ha).I also cannot claim responsibility for his de-virginization as that happened many years ago, long before I came along.

I DO claim that *I* was a virgin until I got a divorce from my ex which would make me uhhhh lessee.. ummm ok let’s start from the separation so I was 33!! I refuse to acknowledge the fact that I had sex prior to my divorce, only after I started to taste from the ‘BUFFET o’single Men’ and that my Kids were immaculate conceptions. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it!!

It helps me sleep nights.

I can however count my total lifetime sex partners on one hand, (just) the full on ones, the almosts I won’t count. This to some people I know, makes me a freak. I’ve got some friends that need to add in both feet + to keep track. I am a firm believer in shopping around a bit before you buy, just shop wisely.

Drinking fountain (blech)
Originally uploaded by beezzez.

It’s a sad statement when you try to provide your pets with fresh drinking water in their own fancy bowls and they prefer their water with a taste of uhhh ok let’s just call it something extra.

It’s like a bad habit that was passed from one cat to another in my house. My first cat did it and taught the next and so on over the years.

The funniest thing was when my Mom’s old cat who stayed with me for a brief time when she was out of town picked up the habit and brought it home with her. She went on a ‘thirst strike’ when my Mom who was one of those ‘lids down’ kind of people refused to leave the toilet lid up for her to get to the water.

She finally had to give up.

I guess from the cat’s perspective it’s cold fresh water pretty much at all times and maybe they like the challenge to reach it.

Cinnamon practically has to get inside the bowl and over the years has had a few slip incidents which have been hilarious to watch.

Tom was a ‘lids down’ kind of Guy before he moved here. He’s had to get used to leaving the lid up and the seat down. He’s pretty good at the seat down thing being from a family with three Sisters. Once in a blue moon he will forget it’s VERY rare but extremely traumatic!

If I wake up with the need to pee in the middle of the night I will stagger into the bathroom and not turn on the lights. I know the layout so I can find everything with my eyes closed. A couple of times I hit porcelain and MAN oh man that is a nasty ass wake up call when you fall into a toilet ass first!