Sunday, February 28, 2010
Day 201 - 164 Days to Go
My car is looking and smelling very nice. the son and I cleaned the inside yesterday and Bill took it for a nice warm bath this morning. Then on the way to fitness, the son took all of 10 seconds to put his dirty shoes up on the dash again. They didn't stay there very long; one smack and they were back on the floor.
Went out for a family February dinner. I had the honours of choosing the restaraunt. I decided to pick something out of the coupon book. And the winner was - Mother Tucker's. I hadn't been there since the daughter was a baby. Bad mistake on my part. It wasn't the restaraunt I remember. The only good part of my menu was the ribs. The service was slightly above bad. Next month will be Bill's choice.
Hope to get a few more baskets finished tonight. The son is convinced we need to watch another espisode of Lost, but I'm still shocked that Shannon was killed.
BODY: 7000 steps tonight (hopefully more before I go to bed) and I stopped eating at supper when I was full! What a nice feeling.
MIND: Louise Hay "My thoughts help me create the perfect working environment." In and out of the home.
Good night
Stacey
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Day 200 - 165 Days to Go
Got the laundry started first thing this morning. Let me rephrase that. Got the son's laundry started first thing this morning. Just as I was getting on my roll, the son thought it would be a good time to go for his toe x-ray. And what lesson did he learn there. If you're standing in line, don't leave the line to come ask your mother a question, because somebody else will walk through the door (or maybe two people) and you'll lose your spot in line; thus delaying your xray. Despite the slight delay, we were in and out of there in 15 minutes. The result - we don't know. They are going to send the results to the referring doctor, who works at the walk in clinic. Got to love this health care system.
Well we were at Market Mall, so might as well do a little shopping. Again let me rephrase that. The son might as well do a little shopping. Except for looking at a pair of black boots (necessity for my line dancing), the son did all the looking. He still has some gift cards from Christmas to use up. Went looking for jeans - came home with two PS3 games.
We did decide to stop for lunch. I just love the chicken caesar crepes. The son had the apple cinnamon desert one.
Supper was a treat tonight. We had our Chinese Fondue. That's usually what we have for supper on New Years Eve. It was nice and small tonight. We all sat at the island and enjoyed a cozy family meal.
Just for a side note: On the opposite day - day 165 with 200 days to go, it was jan 23 and it was also a Saturday - dodododododood
BODY: 14,000 steps today. (plus one blister on my toe). That with the rest of February totals over 216,000 steps. Sounds much more impressive that way.
MIND: Peter Greene - "As anyone who has been close to someone that has committed suicide knows, there is no other pain like that felt after the incident."
Thoughts and prayers to Marie Osmond for the loss of her son and the family of Andrew Koenig; both of which suffered from horrible disease "depression" and dealt with it the only way they thought possible.
Night
Stacey
Day 199 - 166 Days to Go
Watched a bit of Olympics this evening - the hockey game was close. It sure made for exciting hockey.
I got the books all balanced and we came in under budget on most everything! Guess I'll have to shop more next month!!!!! (don't tell Bill that part)
BODY: Got in 13,000 steps today, and took the stairs at Bow Valley!
MIND: Louise Hay "I grow spiritually when I accept responsibility for my life."
Late night, but good night
Stacey
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Day 198 - 167 Days to Go
Busy day at work this morning. Between potty breaks and sparkle glue, class just got a little chaotic. I'm getting used to the "Mrs. Wee!!!! Mrs. Wee!!! Reminds me of when my kids were young Mom!!!!! Mom!!!!.
Spent the afternoon with Miss Caylee - I'm not going to be able to call her baby Caylee for very much longer. Why is it we always wish for them to get to the next stage and when they do, we wish they were still at the last stage. Anyways, Caylee is crawling, and when she wants something she gets there pretty fast. Maya was a little jealous again, and she followed Caylee and I where ever we went. After about an hour and a half, Caylee was getting bored; not fussy, just bored. She didn't want her bottle; didn't want to be held; certainly didn't want Maya, and she seemed a little tired. So, we decided to take the car ride early. I figured we'd drive over to Northland Mall and maybe run into Walmart. Before we even left our community, her eyes were closed and pink blanket snuggled up to her face. Hmmm, I thought to myself, might be a good time to go park the car and grab some zzzzz's like Caylee. Not.... as soon as I turned the car off - actually the music, her eyes opened right up. I tried singing thinking she might think the radio was back on-----I guess my singing isn't as good as I thought. Again, she wasn't fussy, just talking. Then the tooting started and Caylee started laughing. Now I'm starting to think ahead - should I leave her or change her. We had an appointment at the doctors and if she's stinky, I'd rather change her in the car. Usually I'm so organized, but throw at little one in there, and you are completly on their schedule. Finally the son joined us in the car and we headed out to the doctors appointment.
The son really should have been an older brother. He climbed right into the back seat when he seen his cousin. I was watching him through the rear view mirror and he's smiling (quietly) and making faces (again quietly) at Caylee. I'm not sure what Caylee was thinking (maybe nice haircut).
So we're in the clinic waiting for the son to come out from the doctors office. A lady (not much younger than me - ok quite a bit younger than me, but not really young) asks me if that was my grandson. Now, for Alisa's sake I was annoyed she thought Caylee was a boy - for crying out loud she was covered in pink from head to toe. Then for my sake - A grandma!!!!!! I wasn't wearing pasley!!!!
So then my phone rings. It was Alisa - and just as I was giving her the scoop, the nurse bluntly tells me - "NO CELL PHONES allowed in the clinic!!!" So I picked up Caylee, in her car seat, along with diaper bag and my large purse and we head just outside the door so I can tell Alisa what is going on - a total of 2 minutes.!!!!! You can have cell phones in hospital's now, why not a clinic.
Anyway, that was the afternoon. Grabbed 60 minute shut eye and then headed to the son's soccer game. I tried to run some errands so I would only catch the last half, but of course, plans don't always work out. The son didn't play (possible broken toe still) and the team won. It was hard to watch though, because the other team played quite dirty, and they had a coach who was very condicending to his players and ours!!!!!
So one episode of Lost was watched tonight. Season II, espisode 3. The hatch was supposedly going to blow up, but Jack saved the day again (I think) This is where it is really starting to get confusing.
BODY: Over 16,000 steps today, and my body feels it.
MIND: Louise Hay "The past is over." and tomorrow is another day!
Good Night
Stacey
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Day 197 - 168 Days to Go
Quickly decided on a supper. And surprisingly once that was decided, the rest of the day seemed to be much easier to adapt to.
Worked at the Hamptons school again today. For the hour before lunchroom, I worked in the library with Ellen. I sure do missing working in the library. I know I'm weird but I love doing the taping of the books. I remember Judy from the Northhaven library used to let me tape until my hearts content!!!!!
After the Hamptons, I headed out to spent the afternoon with Matt. I gave him a couple of options on what we could do for the afternoon, but there was a hockey game on - US vs Switzerland. So that's what we did. My goodness that young man knows his hockey. He could be an annoucer for the games. He knows all the players names, what teams they play for; where they used to play for. He was really good at answering all my questions and didn't seemed to get annoyed at all.
Dropped Matt off to meet his brother and I headed home to put the rest of supper together.
I was going to go down for a quick nap after supper, but alas another hockey game. This one was Canada and Russia. I heard it was going to be a nail biter so thought I had better take a look. Seven, three was the final score, so not too much of a nail biter!! Then the son comes upstairs to see if I'll cut his hair again. I guess he's a sucker for punishment, or a very braver 16 year old. He let me do the designs in the side of his head again. I don't want to be around when he heads back to his hair dressers to have a real cut done!!!!
Well, the son wants to watch Lost, but I'm ready for bed, as I didn't get that short nap after supper. We started season two on Monday night!!!!!
BODY: Practiced the new dance for line dancing. That helped to get my pedometer over the 10,000 mark again!!!!
MIND: Louise Hay "I accept my uniqueness."
Good Night
Stacey
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Day 196 - 169 days to Go
So we haven't determined if the son's toe is broken or just sprained yet. And although you can't do much for either, it's been recommended we find out for sure to allow for a "plan." ie, if it is broken, then he should stay off of it longer (no soccer) due to reinjury. Now what are the chances of getting in to see our family doctor soon. Not good according the nurse at the clinic. She can squeeze us in tomorrow at 11:45 to see some doctor that I've never heard of. That's it for the week; no other openings. Good thing we're not dieing here. So we didn't go with that appointment. If we have to see a doctor we don't know anyway, we'll just go to a walk in clinic on our time. I know a longer wait; but....... So hopefully we'll have some new information by the end of tomorrow.
Had a great day at work this morning. It was crazy busy, but the kids were great. I didn't get pee'd on, but came close. Poor little guy got pee everywhere else but where it should have gone. Even the pull up was dry on the inside, but soaked on the outside. It should have been annoying but this kid has such a good demeanor and the cutest little face...... And I should know it's not called a penis, but a pee pee!!!!!!
Came home and had a quick nap. I don't think it really helped because Maya thought it was a good time to play. Made a quick supper for Bill and then headed out to pick up the son for soccer. No not playing, but coaching. I dropped him off and then picked up supper for Mom and I. We had a nice visit and I think she really enjoyed the fish and chips over the meatloaf that the manor was serving. I gathered any mail from her that I needed to file and headed to the line dancing lessons. My shirt was in. The lovely red gingham will surely fit my wardrobe style - at least during stampede. It was a cardio class and the steps on my pedometer prove that.
Stopped and picked up the son from Tech practice (and he was just watching) and took him home. Of course worked on the toe, and charlie horse and the hip flexer. Ice here, Ice there, Ice ice everywhere (or ice ice baby) I'm ready for bed. Would be nice if I could just relax tomorrow, but no such luck.
BODY: Over 13,000 steps today - work and line dancing always get me over.
MIND: Louise Hay "My healing is already in process." Is it just me or do these daily affermations just happen to coincide with my day!!!
Good NIght
Stacey
Monday, February 22, 2010
Day 195 - 170 Days to Go
Worked at the Hamptons School for lunchroom. What a beautiful day to be outside with the kids. Now if all the winter days were like this, I could get along much better with winter.
Raced home and got supper ready - at 1:30 - yup. Had to leave around 3:00ish to pick up the son for soccer so supper had to ready early. Did the MVP stuff and then the son had APEX. I sat in the car with good intentions of working on my baskets. Didn't happen; had my missing afternoon nap instead. Then it was off to the other soccer dome for another game. This was a call up to a men's team. These games go so much faster but boy are they more intense. As we were driving home, the son mentioned that his toe might be broken. Hmmmm. So took a look at it when we got home and can't tell if it is broken or just sprained. Either way, it will need some tending to. Unfortunately I don't think there is much that can be done with a broken/sprained to but rest and ice and rest and ice. Oh lets throw in some Chinese medicine for good behavour. Hopefully staying off of it for a couple of weeks will get it in shape for outdoor tryouts.
BODY: 11,000 steps tonight.
MIND: Louise Hay "Today I breathe, go within, and ask, ?What is it I need to know?" And that would be "is it broken or sprained?"
Hope you're having a margarita for me Shaunan!!
Good night (I have a toe to attend to)
Stacey