to love well - i’ve heard it said that life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away. last night while i was reading ...
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
- I think Mother Nature is going through menopause with hot flashes due to global warming. It's the only explanation for the roller coaster ride we've been on this winter - snow, rain, snow, rain, wash, rinse, repeat.
- I survived (barely) being a single parent for 10 days. I won't get into the gory details but sufficed to say it was a bit like Groundhog Day from the same time last year. Three kids throwing up, ski races and hockey games all over and finished off with me lying on the bathroom floor wishing I was anywhere else but there.
- Trying to love the Twitterverse but thinking it really is just the ultimate time-sucking blackhole. Until they come up with a newer time-sucking technological black hole, of course.
- Only 11 more sleeps until I escape to here and then I'm off to Florida to be a bikini-less boat babe at the Miami Boat Show. We'll definitely sell more if I keep my clothes on.
- The wacky weather and flu epidemic hasn't done much to help me stick to my promise to ride every Tuesday, so far I've gone once.
- Watched Contangion while I was sick as I am not only a end-of-the-world sort of gal but also a masochist. It actually wasn't that scary, more of a docudrama than thriller.
- Missed the first episode of Season Two of Downton Abbey after my Season One marathon on the weekend but have now programmed the PVR so I don't miss it again. Can't believe Thomas is now in charge of the house.
- Still waiting to hear if I will get into the Erma Bombeck Writer's Workshop on the waiting list. I also entered the contest held by the University of Dayton and the Public Library with this post in hopes of winning a spot at the workshop. Wish me luck.
- Now I have to get up and out of here to go and subject myself to mindless government bureaucracy to finally get Sons Numbers Two & Three their SIN Cards which for you non-Canadians isn't what it sounds like. SIN stands for Social Insurance Number and the fact that they don't yet have them is completely due to my lack of interest in dealing with it for the last 11 years. And while I'm subjecting myself to this torture I might as well renew No. 3's passport which conveniently is on a completely different expiry rotation from mine and his brothers. Oh well, speaking of black holes, maybe I can catch up on my Twittering ;-)
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Monday, January 16, 2012
With the three boys' ski, hockey and school schedules plus boat shows and work I now have a calendar on the fridge, one hanging on the wall, one on my laptop and one on my phone and even though I sync and cross-reference them regularly I still can't keep all the practices, races, projects and training straight so when a seemingly unflappable mother of three pulled out this on the weekend I knew where I'm headed in 2012 - old school. Back to pen and paper. It isn't just that I have always loved paper and notebooks but having gone to school in the pre-computer age I remember things so much better when I write them down. Of course I still have my Kate Spade leopard print Filofax but I don't need the address list which is sadly out of date anymore so I think I'll keep it simple with just the planner. Now I'm ticking off the days on all my calendars until it arrives (along with Season One of Downton Abbey!)
Thursday, January 12, 2012
I can't quite believe it but in less than a month I am going to be relaxing at this beautiful place.
My dear friend Jessica is given the best gift by her husband every few years - a weekend at Ste Anne's Spa with a friend. I was lucky enough to be that friend four years ago and I have an invitation again this year! Ste Anne's is the warmest, coziest place you can imagine where everyone wanders around in their robes even for meals.
It isn't pretentious like some city spas, it feels like visiting a wonderful country estate run by an eccentric aunt who serves high tea every afternoon which you can enjoy in your robe and slippers. I could never afford to go for a weekend on my own so I feel very fortunate that Jessica wants to share her gift with me again. Today I went online to take a look at the spa treatments we have to choose from. Last time we went I had a massage and a mud bath which I loved. The feeling of being suspended in mud with no pressure on any body part and not having to tread water was so relaxing. This time I am also going to try the Eucalyptus Body Wrap (what I would do for that right now as I battle this head cold) and also the Botantical Resurfacing Facial. We'll also take a Yoga class and hopefully do some snowshoeing if we winter ever arrives properly. And, of course, we'll spend lots of time catching each other up on life with the men in our lives (she has two sons and a male miniature Schnauzer) Jessica and I share a love of the sublime to the ridiculous (we both admit to watching both Gene Simmons Family Jewels and Downton Abbey) During our last visit we spent quite a bit of time discussing who we would want to be with us in the post-Apocalyptic world. This time we're thinking that maybe the theme will be post-Apocalyptic recipes.
So the countdown has begun - 23 sleeps until we go! In the mean time hockey playoffs have begun for Number One Son, ski racing season is in full swing with all three boys skiing at least three days a week, usually at three different clubs. And, of course, boat show season kicks off in Toronto this Friday for ten days, to be followed by Boston and Miami. Time to take a deep breath and maybe plan a getaway with my Other Half to celebrate his birthday at the end of the month.