Speak

I got thinking about the prompt for today in the Blog Every Day in May challenge, and I kind of liked it.  We all have those songs where every time you hear it, it brings back some sort of memory from a certain time in your life.  Today we were supposed to list five of those songs that speak to us.

Chantal Kreviazuk - Feels Like Home
This has been my favourite song forever.  Well, since How To Lose a Guy in 10 Days came out.  My sister and I argued over it being our first dance song.  So it's going to be her first dance song (she better use it!) and I walked down the aisle to it, and it was the last song we danced to at our wedding.

High Valley - A Father's Love
When my Grandpa passed away, my mom set up a slide show to this song for his funeral.  Now I can't hear it without crying.  People can have really tough exteriors, and they may not always show their emotions and say "I Love You" (I'm one of those people), but they always have their own ways of showing it.

The Fray - All at Once
I listened to The Fray's CD on repeat during second year of university.  I had just gone through a breakup and was going through a rough time.  School was hard.  Ask my mom about my mini breakdown where I told her I was going to drop out and be a flight attendant....too bad WestJet never called me back....I guess this line was the most meaningful, especially when it comes to a breakup  "sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same"  



Nikki Yanofsky - I Believe
Memories of the 2010 Vancouver Olympics - this song gets me every time!  I know the song was Canadian, but I think that every country in the world can relate to the feelings that it evokes.

Robin Thicke - Blurred Lines
Just kidding, haha! But how good is this song.

Trisha Yearwood - She's in love with a boy
I loved this song as a kid, and I knew all of the words at a very young age.  To be honest, I always hoped I would end up with a guy who's "got the short end of the stick" just so that this song would be true.  But I'm pretty sure that my dad likes my husband.  I guess that's a good thing.

 

Busy Weekend, Lazy Blogger

Prior to this past weekend, I thought that I would be blogging up a storm this week with all of the weekend activities!  Now I'm just not feeling it though. 

It was a good weekend.  We started it off with a surprise 60th birthday for Ryan's mom.  I forgot to bring my camera, doh.  But it was a nice party and it was good to see all of his parents friends since we don't get to see them very often.  They are a fun group of people!  The tables seemed to turn as we left the party at 10 because we were tired and they were all still having a great time!

Saturday night was the Canadian wedding reception for the destination wedding that we went to back in April.  Everyone had a lot of fun.  You know Ryan had a good time when he sleeps until 9:30 the next morning...Usually no matter what happens the night before Ryan is up by 7:00 at the latest on Saturday and Sundays.

Sunday was fairly low key, but Sunday night we went out for dinner for my brother's 21st birthday.  Little ginge is growing up so fast. 

So there's my weekend in a nutshell.  Needless to say, I'm exhausted from all of the activities.  The end.

Life Lessons from Amanda Bynes

Amanda Bynes is the new Lindsay Lohan and so there is just so much that we can learn from her. 

1. Don't toss a bong out your apartment window.
I feel that this is obvious, but I guess some people need to be told.

2. Don't tweet your crazy
Be a little bit mysterious and hold onto some of your crazy

3. Googling yourself is not appropriate ID
If it was, every time I went to the airport, I would just google my blog.  See?  This is my blog, that's me.  I don't think they would go for it.

Would you let this girl board a plane?  I wouldn't {via}

4. Don't shave your head.
I thought that we already learnt this from Britney?  I suppose it turned out alright for Miley so maybe Amanda thought it would work out for her too.

5.  If you have shaved your head, don't wear this wig to your court appearance.
I don't even know what to say about this.  What was she thinking? 

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6.  Don't call 911 when the cops are already at your house to arrest you.
Calling 911 on the cops.  That's a new one.  I don't know what you would plan on accomplishing by doing this.  Hoping that more cops would come arrest the cops that are trying to arrest you?  I don't even know.

6 is an odd number to end at, so that's pretty annoying.  I'm sure Amanda isn't done teaching us.  I'm starting to think that she wasn't acting on The Amanda Show and that she really does have that many personalities. 



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A Tough Question

Last night this question came up from my sister-in-law:  Would you be tested for the breast cancer gene?

She said no.  She doesn't want to know if she's probably going to get breast cancer, she just wants to live her life.

I'm not so sure though.  I guess my main question was what would happen if I tested positive.  If I tested positive at say age 35 after having children, would our health care system pay for a hysterectomy, mastectomy and breast reconstruction?  If so, then I would consider being tested because I would be able to do something about the situation to prevent the cancer. 

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On the other hand, if it wouldn't be paid for, (which I'm guessing it wouldn't, because it's unlikely the government wants to shell out money for preventative measures), then I don't think I would have the testing done.  We aren't all Angelina with enough money to cover all of these surgeries.  And as much as breasts are just an appendage (or so I keep telling my husband), they are a symbol of your femininity.  If I had breast cancer than sure, take them off.  (I know it still wouldn't be easy, but I would do it).  But to have them removed for the off chance that you might get breast cancer?  That would be tough.  So basically, I would require some sort of reconstruction as well. 


So it's a tough question.  I guess it's like knowing your future.  Do you want to know, or would it affect your life and your decisions too much?  What would you do?

Challenge Accepted

I went to a Ying/Yan yoga class last night, which is different from the typical Moksha class that I go to.  I guess it's more about a really challenging practice, followed by holding some more replenishing poses for longer periods of time. 

Basically my shoulders hated me about half an hour into it.

So, the teacher wanted us to do this:


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And in my head I said: she crazy!  But she made it look so easy, and I couldn't do it.  So now I have been practicing at home because I just can't stand the fact that I can't do it, and it's nice to have something to work towards.

We also did shoulder stands.  This was even more frustrating when I couldn't do it because it looks so easy.  And guess what, it is easy!  I think that in class I was just afraid of being a spaz and everyone seeing me fall.  



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So I guess what I'm trying to say is that from time to time, I like to challenge myself.  Yoga is so much of the same despite the fact that every class is different.  The postures may make me feel different from one day to the next, but overall I can do most of them.  I like having a few that I can work towards.  And also, how sweet will I look next time I pull out that top pose at a party!

May 24

I'm finally getting around to posting about my weekend.  And what a weekend it was!  For the Victoria Day long weekend we always go up to the cottage with most of the family for the annual Canoe Trip.

The canoe trip started as a father kid bonding thing.  I guess now that most of us are in our 20's it's changed a bit.  Fathers and kids still go, but sometimes spouses and friends go as well.  It used to be an overnight trip, but this year we decided to do the whole thing in 7 hours.  This was also my first time going in about 3 years.

And they call me bits and bites - they are digging through a bucket for candy

One of the highlights would be this tricky tree.  Ryan and I couldn't manoeuvre around it and almost tipped.  So we moved to the side and watched 2 more canoes almost tip and one actually tip.  Then we decided that we should help. 

Tali had to go swimming to catch a paddle and some shoes. 

It was a beautiful day for canoeing.  We have had years where it has snowed, or been pouring rain.  Luckily this was not one of those years.





  Another recent change to the trip is that it's now acceptable to shotgun beer.  And don't I look thrilled to be holding onto the canoes while this is going on.

I told Ryan we had to scope out this section before canoeing down it.  Then everyone else came along and just went for it.  I felt like a dorkstick.  To make myself look a bit better though, many years ago, this area of the river and I got in a bit of a fight.  A rock, a tree and a big scar on Kaileigh's leg later, I'm a little bit wary of the rapids.

Mama Bear (aka me) tried to be healthy and bring along some carrots to snack on.  I was made fun of for it.

And just to increase the cuteness factor on the blog, look at this kid!

 He made my weekend.  He's hilarious and he knows it.  We call him the little dutch boy because, well, he looks dutch.  And his family really doesn't look dutch at all.  Most of the time when he talks, you can't figure out what he's saying, so we had him saying "I don't speak freaky deaky dutch."

 Seems like a good way to start the summer right?  It got me pretty excited for the next 3 months!  Hopefully this nice weather sticks around for awhile!

Kaileigh & Ryan in the Morning

I started off this morning by pouring water in my cheerios.  And that my friends is how I already know that I should just go back to bed.  But no, I will go to work and try to struggle through this Friday.  At least at the end of the day we have a long weekend!

Not actually our bed....

I've noticed lately that Ryan and I have very different mornings.  Here are our schedules (on a week when Ryan starts work at 6:30)

Kaileigh
6:00am - Alarm goes off.  Get out of bed as quickly as possible, no time to spare or else the whole day might be ruined
6:02 - Get in shower
6:10 - Get a coffee, bring it to the bathroom
6:10-6:30 - Work on hair and makeup
6:30 - Get some breakfast, sit down at computer to read blogs and possibly write a blog post
6:58 - See that I should be leaving for work in 2 minutes, get dressed and pack my lunch, make sure I have gym clothes for work if I need them
7:07 - Actually get in my car and leave for work
8:00 - Arrive at work

Ryan
6:00am - Alarm goes off
6:10 - Still laying in bed.  Call the kitten to come play
6:20 - Still laying in bed.  Get up, yell to Kaileigh "Why'd you let me sleep in?"
6:21 - Shower
6:25 - Brush teeth
6:27 - Get dressed
6:29 - Leave for work
6:30 - Arrive at work

Guys have it made, don't they?

What Makes Me Happy

My mom told me she wanted me to post more of the 31 Days in May blog posts, and since my mom is my most loyal reader, I really wanted to do that for her.  But since I think that this is only my third one, I'm really failing.  Sorry mom.

A lot of things make me happy but here are a few that I can think of.

1. My cat - Can I possibly love my future children more than I love her?

2. Sunny drives to work
3. When Ryan calls me Fella
4. A clean house (although it's rarely like that)
5. TV (don't judge me Ryan)
6. A good book

7. A good book on the beach
8. Yoga
9. A nice glass of wine
10. Hunting waterfalls with Ryan, even though this is a rare occurrence these days

Last waterfalls we went to - over a year ago....

What doesn't make me happy?  My facebook this morning and all of the sad messages about the Toronto Maple Leafs loss last night.  Leaf fans are pretty amazing really.  I even watched the last 5 minutes of the game.  I didn't watch overtime because I kind of felt like the two Boston goals happened because I started watching.  In the words of many Leaf fans "There's always next year"  Let's just hope their next playoff game isn't nine years away.

Missing

Today's Blog Every Day in May challenge is to describe something that you miss.  I guess you shouldn't really miss a time in your life too much, because you are where you need to be in life.  I kind of miss University, but I don't still wish I was there.  Some days it would be great to be back but would I still like to be in school full time?  No. 

Do I miss high school?  Most definitely not. 

Do I miss when Ryan and I were dating or engaged?  No.  Being married is much better than that.

So I guess there isn't really a time that I miss. 

I still miss my dog, Opie.  It's been almost a year that he's been gone, so I feel silly saying that.  But there are still some days when I'm driving (so much to think about during an hour commute), when I just think to myself that I miss him so much. 

 He was just a dog, I know, but he was part of the family for 11 years.  He grew up with us, he got us through so much.  A dog is always there for you and he was there for me through high school and University, on my wedding day and during a lot of important stages in my life.  And he was a good dog. 

So that's that.  I don't know what else to say, except that I wish he was still around.  Maybe he could teach Oliver a thing or two about being a good dog and not playing on the road.

Last Night

Last night I was writing a paper for my assignment that's due next week.  I have a ton of work to do on this assignment before Wednesday and am slightly panicked about how I'm going to pull it off since it's a busy weekend.  So obviously, I sat down at my computer with a glass of wine and started surfing YouTube.  I know I'm not the only one who can't help herself!  I may not be in University anymore but some things never change.

There are four Celebrities Read Mean Tweets and they are all hilarious, but I think this one was my favourite.

Have a great Saturday!  (Hopefully I can concentrate long enough to get this assignment done, but clearly by blogging I'm already failing.)

Fear

So there's this Blog Every Day in May thing going around Blogland right now.  I'm not fully participating in it, but when I like the prompt, I figure I might as well go with it.  So today's prompt was to write about what you are afraid of.

I'm terrified that Ryan will die.  I'm not sure if this is completely irrational or not.  As soon as we got married, I started worrying about his health, and what he eats (not that he has changed his eating habits), and whether he's going to have a heart attack when he's 50.  Or he could die in a car accident tomorrow.  Or when he goes away for weekends with the boys he might drown. 

Saturday night I woke up crying because I had a dream that he died.  That's intense.  This isn't a weekly dream or anything, but it is something that reoccurs from time to time.  I guess I just don't know what I would do without him.  I can function on my own, but I don't really want to.  Does anybody else have this fear?  

I Gardened?

I hate gardening.  I just have zero interest in it.  I do want my gardens to be beautiful, but I get out there and don't know what I'm doing and last about 10 minutes and then quit.

This weekend, Ryan went and bought a load of mulch with the neighbours.  So since they were all out there mulching, I thought that I should assist.  And it wasn't too bad!  I highly recommend co-mulching.  Gardening is much more interesting when you are doing it with a group of people and having a couple of beers along the way (something else that I rarely do).

That's a lot of mulch, but it's all gone!

 Of course it takes much longer when you are doing two gardens, but oh well. 



Pipsi enjoyed watching from the office window



Proof

In other news, I finally found myself a table for our entryway.  I have been looking for this table basically since we moved in.  One challenge was that I only had 38 inches total between where the door opens and the closet starts.  Most hall tables are much longer than this.  It's also a small entrance, so I didn't want to crowd it.  And of course, I didn't want to spend $300 on it.  I found this baby at Wicker Emporium on sale for $135.  And I love it.

It's also just the pop of colour that the room needed.  I plan on tying the colour into the living room with a few pillows and such.

I'd say that is a productive weekend!