18. May 2007

I know, I know .. again with the bloggus interruptus! I'm not sure where people find the time to do this everyday .. seriously. I apologize to my public .. I know you're out there somewhere.

Things are all good here in Ajax .. it's freaking cold again, but at least the sun was shining today. I think the rabbits or squirrels or whoever it's been has finished slicing off the tops of my tulips .. most of them are done with the bloom or still really waterlogged from the rains we had this week, so I imagine they're not as appetizing as they were the two weeks before. There is still so much to do in the garden and there's never enough time, always other stuff that also needs doing .. or a 3 yr old who doesn't want to work in the same area of the yard as I need to be in.

Sebastian is doing wonderfully, getting bigger and smarter every single day. It's hard to believe the things he knows .. he knows all the words to the Spiderman themesong (from the old cartoon) and I only sang it to him once. He knows that thunder is caused by the meeting of a warm front and a cold front (thanks, Miss Jen!). He knows the song "I've been working on the railroad" and I'm not sure how. He makes jokes, dances, sings, runs around in circles and since a couple of days ago even carries one of the cats around (we love you, Schmu!) There is so much that he does or says every day that I want to record in one way or another but it's just impossible to document all of it. I've written out some of his Sage-isms and plan to keep them in a sort of "Kindertagebuch" (child's journal) but I know there's stuff I won't remember to include and won't recall in years to come. I try to still get a photo at least every 2 days or so, but most of the time he refuses to sit still or give a smile or a smile that's not so obviously fake. I think he's happy, well adjusted and all the stuff that parents wish for their children, but how do you really know?

I went to the movies last night; I had a coupon from the cereal box for a free admission that was expiring yesterday so I decided to go .. I had to laugh as I went in because the girl at the "box office" was sitting there with about 200 similar coupons stacked around her area, writing VOID on each and every one of them with a Sharpie. I love the Sharpie. I think the Sharpie is something every home should have at least one of, probably even 3 or 4. But back to the movie theatre: $5 or more for popcorn???? give me a break. I know they need to make money somewhere and the concession stand has always been a goldmine but come on! I don't think those prices can be justified. Then I had to watch commercials for Scotiabank and Coca-Cola, probably some others but I couldn't tell you what they were. The movie was enjoyable, Jane Fonda looks so much like her father and Felicity Huffman can do drunk and ugly just as easily as Lindsay Lohan can do slutty and troubled. I did have a few good laughs, of course they were at things that nobody else was laughing at .. always happens to me. I was the only person who watched the credits. The people down at the front who had little children with them (like 4 and 5 yr olds .. for a 10pm movie??) stayed the next longest but even they were gone before the cast list was finished. The credits are one of the most important parts of a movie and next to no one stays. It saddens me.

anyway,
  • what's all the talk about our "drunk driving laws?" .. do we have different driving laws if you're drunk than if you're sober?
  • the end of the Gilmore Girls?
  • why do the signs at gas stations say: Cashier cannot make change for bills larger than $50? are they too dumb? so if I buy $95 worth of gas and pay with a $100 bill they won't know that I get $5 back, but if I pay with two $50 bills they will? if I buy $120 worth of gas and give them a $100 bill and a $20 bill will they accept it? don't they really mean "we do not accept bills larger than $50?" .. why don't they say that?

well .. I know I've been remiss but I'm getting to it now ... finally, the American people have spoken and the reign of terror is over! NO, not Bush, Sanjaya!!!!! Finally some people were watching American Idol with the volume actually on. Now if only we could get some of the earlier vote-offs back .. wouldn't that be great?

warmer weather is finally here, maybe we can get some outdoor stuff done .. probably not, since we just bought the big screen tv .. and we're not sitting on junk!

  • just a quick question .. shouldn't the big tall guy on the Moore's Suits commercials know that he's tall? I mean he hits his head on everything .. in his own home, for crying out loud!! is that realistic?

17. April 2007

Don Ho died (although his website says he's currently performing at the Waikiki Beachcomber) .. I didn't find out until last night and apparently it happened over the weekend. Ah, that Bubbly-headed Ho. I apologise to Don Imus but I just couldn't resist. And speaking of Don Imus, for some reason, since the whole Don Imus thing, I can't get "Those Days" by Stevie Wonder out of my head. why? why? why?

I can't really bring myself to write about yet another mass shooting as I'm sure so many people are doing today because I don't think writing will prevent it from happening again .. I don't believe that stricter gun control won't have any effect at all on this sort of thing, but the NRA and other gun lobbyists seem to have a much stronger (or at least much wealthier) voice than non-gun lovers so I don't think there's anything other than a brick wall to run into down that avenue. It's just another debate that runs into overtime while people keep getting killed. I feel horrible for the victims and their families and friends and classmates and am thinking of them. I cannot imagine what they are feeling but I really don't want to, either.

12. April 2007

so lately, for about a week and a half or so, we've been enjoying "the big salad" for dinner .. no, not the same salad for 10 days. I didn't used to be a fan of making salads .. things to cut up into small pieces, lettuce to wash 20 times to get the grit off of it, deciding what kind of salad dressing to use (homemade or store bought or augmented store bought), what exactly to include in the salad ... and so on and so on .. you all know it. It's not bad if you have the time and the right kind of kitchen, but that's not reality for most of us. If you're a famous figure skater and you have all the things already available in the proper format in your refrigerator, well, then that's a different story altogether. But listen, now that you can get organic baby romaine that's prewashed .. and not that expensive if you do the math (you know, compare the price of this to the price of a head of romaine lettuce or green or red leaf lettuce that you have to wash 20 times to get the grit off of it, then tear it up after shaking it for 10 mins to get the excess water off of it because the salad spinner got given to the Diabetes Society pick-up because you never used it and it didn't really work properly anyway, then take into consideration the amounts of leftover lettuce that gets thrown away because it starts to go slimy in the bag .. ), and other veggies are starting to be available in some form of freshness again (vine-ripened hydroponic tomatoes, Mexican asparagus, english cucumber for less than $4, that kind of stuff), you really can enjoy a salad every day!!!! Without too much schnibbeling, just coarse chopping, throw in whatever you have in the house. Toss in some croutons, now readily available in foil bags, with at least 4 brands to choose from, each brand offering at least 4 varieties .. sprinkle a little parmesan on the top, drizzle with some caesar vinaigrette (not the creamy kind, the other one) and you're good to go. One steak, one big salad. Next night, chicken on the bbq and a big salad. Tonight, sausages on the bbq and a big salad. Ahhhh .. springtime.

Are you all familiar with Rick McGinniss? He writes the Idiot Box column for the Metro newspaper .. a column that's dear to my heart. If you have a love/hate relationship with television (which every thinking human being should have) then you have to check out this column on a regular basis. Trust me. It's worth a read for the American Idol coverage alone.

  • in what universe is Heather Mills a star? why wouldn't she want to appear on the original BBC version of the horrid show she's currently on? hmmmm, I wonder.
  • if packaged sausages are sold "fully cooked," as so many of them are these days, then why would one need to strictly adhere to the cooking instructions advising you to make sure they reach an internal temperature of a billion degrees or whatever it is? if they're fully cooked, shouldn't I be able to pull one out of the package and start chomping away? Should packagers, manufacturers, butchers, whoever dictate how hot we have to eat our food? what if I like my sausages only lukewarm? (who is this luke and how did he come to be associated with temperatures?)
  • what happens to the missing sock? and I'm not talking about that old "myth" about the dryer devouring socks, we all know that only accounts for about 2% of the missing socks in the world .. I mean when for some reason, the pair of socks gets separated in the laundry ... I know, I don't understand it either but it happens ... and you pull the one lone sock out of the dryer and take it upstairs with the rest of the clean laundry, carefully placing it either in the sock drawer or in some conspicuously visible spot so you can easily match it with its partner when the next load of laundry gets done ... and then when you bring up the second sock ... lo and behold! .. there's nothing to lo and behold! it's gone. it's not in the sock drawer, it's not on the bed, it's not on top of the dresser .. it's gone. three weeks later it comes out of the laundry again, still all alone, and the game begins again. who moves the socks?
  • should a barely 3 year old know that food doesn't go down into his legs? Sebastian told us last night that he was too full to eat dinner .. his neck was full and his belly was full. So I, like all self-respecting parents told him we could just wait until the food from his belly moved down into his legs and then the food from his neck would move and then he could eat more since he wouldn't be so full ...... to which he said "the food doesn't go down to your feet and then whoooosh out your socks! it only goes to your belly." Just like the other day when Tanya said something about Schmu (one of our cats) saying she wanted out, to which Basti piped up "cat's can't talk, they can only meow." I'm telling you, there's no fooling this child.
  • did you hear about the Mötley Crüise being offered by Carnival? Apparently it's the second one .. is that not a most telling illustration of the ageing of a fan base? 20 or however many years ago you were a Mötley Crüe fan (I'm saying "you" because I never was), did you ever think you would .... want to go on a cruise? have enough money to go on a cruise? be allowed on a cruise ship, let alone be wooed and welcomed by a cruise line?

11. April 2007 (2)

whew! major catastrophe narrowly averted ... "Mama, do you remember the Pinnochio book?" ... um. yeah, I guess so .. "I can't find it and I need it."

after much searching and destroying, I managed to come up with Rumpelstiltskin, The Three Little Pigs, Puss in Boots, Hansel & Gretel ... but no Pinnochio!!! arrgghhhh! finally, in the basement, not on the bookshelf but on the chair ... there is the little box with mini-fairy-tale-books!!! Hurrah!

crisis averted. at least for now.

11. April 2007

another month nearly half over .. I'm telling you, like sands through the hourglass, so are the days and weeks of our lives ... just slip-sliding away.
so, Sebastian had another swimming lesson today .. good thing the teacher has a long reach, the kid is really fish-squirmy in the water. All the other mothers just laugh and ooh and ahh at him, the way he is so comfortable in the pool .. so comfortable in fact that he "swam" (I'm pretty well thinking he did actually swim) away from the group while Heather was trying to get them to try floating on their backs. The boy is nutso for the water .. and so cute in his little "speedos!" Oh yeah, we are also starting week 2 of toilet training and I think (fingers crossed) that we've basically finished toilet training. He still wants a diaper at night, which is usually dry in the morning but if he feels better with it on then that's fine, but otherwise I think my diaper buying days are gone.

some things I've been wondering about:
  • if we don't get a healthcare system that we can all live with, is Jack Bauer going to take some politicians hostage until they get it right? ... think about it.
  • am I tired during the day because I'm out of my regular face cream and have been having to use my nighttime face cream in the morning? is that why my eyes will close at the drop of a hat?
  • I managed to see The Young and the Restless yesterday for the first time in months and I'm trying to sort it out .. see if this sounds right ... Jack wants to marry Sharon, his one-time stepson's ex-wife, while Brad, his ex-brother-in-law (twice), who also had a thing with Jack's ex-wife Nikki, has the hots for Sharon (who just happens to be Brad's wife's ex-sister-in-law) and can't seem to get over her. Meanwhile, Jack's ex-wife Phyllis is with Jack's onetime stepson Nick. Brad is trying to convince Sharon that Jack is bad news and doesn't really love her ... trying to keep her all to himself, available for him to see .. conveniently forgetting all about his pregnant wife Victoria (Sharon's ex-sister-in-law) and the fact that he's cheating on her. Does any of this sound right? Do you think they need a few new people in Genoa City? ... I think the gene pool is just about at low tide. I won't even start in on the fact that Jill's not-really-dead-because-he-was-switched-at-birth-so-only-long-lost son is about 20 years younger than he should be, or the fact that Brad's real mother, who was apparently 18-20 at the end of World War 2 and so should be around 80 yrs old, is only about 55 or 60.

I think that's enough for now .. if I continue in this vein I'll be on here all day and that's not really productive. talk to you soon

08. April 2007 (or is it already 09.?)

Back from Midland ... went for the weekend, not simply because it was Easter, but more importantly because it was Mutti's 80th birthday! I think she really had a fun day, what with the family being there and friends coming over, 4 kinds of cake, 2 bottles of champagne, calls from overseas and locally, lots of cards and of course flowers. Hard to believe that my mother is 80? of course! does she seem 80? not at all.

it was a busy day and we're all tired out, so I'll not keep you long.