CW Reaper Trailer

Feeding my addiction

Got to have a rare treat on Saturday, went yarn shopping with my mum. No hubbies, no kids. Just us and miles of multi-coloured natural fibers. WooHoo, it was a treat. Found a few things I didn't know about. There is yarn made from corn and from bamboo. Both are sinfully soft and I would have happily bought enough to make a sweater out of every colour. LOL

The skeins in the picture are mohair and alpaca. There was another place that had silk yarn, oh my god you have not experienced life until you feel this stuff. As long as you don't look too closely at the price per skein. Mum bought me one for Yule. *giggling madly* It's variegated with rich colours that look like they were plucked from a medieval tapestry. I'm going to make my self a small shoulder wrap to wear when I'm writing. The killer part is after I drooled all over it, and the skein she bought herself that looks like various shades of melted chocolate, she wouldn't give it to me. I have to wait till the holidays!

I got some gorgeous buttons that look like the tangled branches from the Tree of Life. I also picked up some yarn for my 'Molly' sweater.

See that blond bombshell in the picture. That's my mum with our purchases at her feet. Considering we share this addiction, I think we did quite well in not going overboard. If you look closely, you can see a bag filled with blood red yarn. That is for a mohair coat she is going to knit herself. I am already green with envy it is going to be exquisite when it's done. Originally she was looking at very gorgeous shades of brown and taupe and even black at one point, but I think this is a much better choice!

Exercising my canines.

Hubby's mouth started watering at the beginning of August just thinking about Labour day weekend. Finally it arrived and after sharpening our canine's we headed down to the water front and RIBFEST! As you can see by the picture this isn't a small event. LOL According to yesterday's paper there was approx. 145,000 people that came to the event between Friday and Monday. I guess it's safe to say that my city isn't overrun by vegetarians. LOL

We were there on Sunday afternoon. See that cloud hanging over everyone's heads? BBQ smoke. mmmmmmmm I wish you could press your nose up aginst the screen and catch a whif. It is just that good. Behind where I took this picture is the beer tent, performance stage and a vendors area. far in the distance you can see the white peaked top of the second stage, and seating area. Between that all the food you can handle. RIBS, funnel cake, PULLED PORK, fudge, BBQ CHICKEN, corn-on-the-cob, fresh lemonade, RIBS and most important, BAKED BEANS. mmmmmmm Your tummy rumblin' yet? Mine is in memory. *G*

Bibbs Ribs from Florida, and Camp 31 from Alabama still have my vote for best ribs. Camp 31 has the BEST baked beans as well. Silver Bullet got my vote for pulled pork. This was the first year I tried it and I can't believed I have deprived myself of the pleasure. Imagine my surprise when I realized that Silver Bullet is from Fort Erie, Ontario. These aren't southern boys! They're Canucks but damn they make a mean pulled pork sandwich.

*sigh* Only 360 days till next year.



Aren't they just the cutest little carnivoires?

It's an addiction

What Kind of Knitter Are You?

You appear to be a Knitting Guru. You love knitting and do it all the time. While finishing a piece is the plan, you still love the process, and can't imagine a day going by without giving some time to your yarn. Packing for vacation involves leaving ample space for the stash and supplies. It can be hard to tell where the yarn ends and you begin.http://marniemaclean.com
Take this quiz!








Quizilla |
Join

| Make A Quiz | More Quizzes | Grab Code

Revenge...

I've mentioned it before but my brother and I have a bit of a war going on when it comes to our children's gifts. I purchase things I know his girls will like, but more importantly they have to be things that he will never buy them, and would annoy the hell out of him. Of course he reciprocates.

I bought my niece a couple copies of the Strawberry Shortcake movies complete with a
sing- a-long CD. He bought my daughter a 1000 piece bead set. I bought his daughter an I-Dog (the pop version) He bought mine a mini hand held drumkit that you play with your thumbs. It makes these little tinny electrical sounds that make my molars ache.

Well my youngest niece's birthday is next month and I am taking this battle to a whole new level. After looking through some old photo albums the other day and found a picture of my brother in his Beaver uniform. He's about 5 in the picture and just looks so darn cute.

Mawahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Today I took the picture to a photo shop and am having it put on a t-shirt for my niece with "I love my daddy" written over it. When it comes back I'm going to let the girls decorate it with glittery fabric paint. Little hearts and flowers all around his picture. Ah yes I am brilliant.

Slowly but almost there....

Well this is Chris' corner so far. Not bad eh?! In the big white circle int he middle of the helmet is where I will crosstitch the Steelers logo. I started the two side panels just for a bit of a break. The piece in the picture is 140 stitches across, the side panels are only 25 so they are working up quickly. A couple more weeks and I should have it done. Which means that I won't have anything to work on for our trip to Florida.


EXCEPT


This is a picture of Molly Weasley from The Chamber of Secrets. I blogged a bit ago about the sleeves I want to crochet, well this is what they look like in the movie. If all goes well and I can get Chris' blankie done in time then this will be my project for our drive. I still think this sweater is as amazing as the day I saw the movie and freaked over it. Fingers crossed I get it all done in time.

Oh and BTW there is a Sorting Hat quiz on the HP website and according to the I would be sorted into HUFFLEPUFF, I'm ok with that LOL

Head: Professor Sprout
Founder: Helga Hufflepuff
Color: Yellow and Black
Animal: Badger
Ghost: The Fat Friar
Common Room Location: Exact location unknown, but it's a cellar down a staircase off the main hall

Sorting Hat's Description:
These belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal.
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil.

Hufflepuff Quidditch Team:
Cedric Diggory, captain and seeker (1993-95), Zacharias Smith, Chaser (1995-6)

What do you need to take to be like me?

I thought this was just too funny. So what do I need to take to be like you? LOL

Your Personality Is Like Acid

A bit wacky, you're very difficult to predict. One moment you're in your own little happy universe... And the next, you're on a bad trip to your own personal hell!

What Drug Is Your Personality Like?

One gift, two uses

Ok so we all know what the big RRR stands for right? (Reduce Reuse Recycle) Well you never know when inspiration will strike. Take for instance the picture here ==>>

Technically that is an (empty) box of Bissinger Truffles, I got from a girlfriend as a treat. Well it was full whenshe sent it and I savoured every one. Absolutely divine. *muah Paz* Sorry getting off track....

As one of our childless evenings, Hubby and I went out to dinner to a fancy restaurant, but I didn't want to take my big ole dirty raggedy purse with me. So now that Cute little red box is my dress up clutch purse. It fits my lipstick, eyeliner, mints, drivers license, and a bit of cash with room to spare.

TADA!! Instant environmental happiness and I looked good too LOL
I wonder if Bissinger had any idea when they designed it.

I get to listen to my music as loud as I want

There are a couple bouses to not having the girls home at the moment LOL. My current obsession is trying to figure out all the words to Mary Mac by Great Big Sea. I finally gave in and googled the lyrics but I am attempting to teach myself to sing them as fast as he does. It's one of my favourites by them and I end up bouncing in my chair more then I sing LOL. I've posted the video below and the lyrics below that. Go a head see if you can keep up to him!



Mary Mac
~Great Big Sea

There's a neat little lass and her name is Mari-Mac
And make no mistake she's the girl I'm gonna track
Lots of other fellas try to get her on the back.
But I'm thinkin' they'll have to get up early.

Chorus
Mari-Macs mother's makin' Mari-Mac marry me
My mother's makin' me marry Mari-Mac
Well I'm gonna marry Mari cause Mari's takin' care o' me.
We'll all be feelin' marry when I marry Mari-Mac.

Now Mari and her mother are an awful lot together
In fact you hardly see the one without the other
And people often wonder if it's Mari or her mother
Or both of them together I'm courting

(chorus)

Well up among the heather in the hills of Benafee
Well I had a Bonnie lass sittin' on my knee
A bumble bee stung me right above the knee
Up among the heather in the hills of Benafee

(chorus)

Well I said to bonnie lass how we gonna pass the day
She said among the heather in the hills of Benafee
Where all the boys and girls are making out so free
Up among the heather in the hills of Benafee

(chorus)

Wedding's on a Wednesday, everything's arranged
Soon you'll never change your mind unless you minus change
Of making the arrangements and feelings lots of rage
Marriage is an awful undertaking

(chorus)

Sure to be a grand for grand of that a fair
Gonna be a fork and plate for every man thats there
And I'll be a bugger if I don't get my share
All though I may be very much mistaken

(chorus)

There's a neat little lass and her name is Mari Mac
Make no mistake, she's the girl I'm gonna track
Lot's of other fellas try to get her on her back
But I think they're gonna have to get up early

(chorus)

A week long adventure

My children have never spent much time away from me. Hubby and I have gone on two overnight trips and 1 weekend get away and other then that they have always been with us.
Bright and early tomorrow morning my girls are going to their Grandpa's for a week.

7 whole days

168 hours

70,080 minutes

I am stressing big time about this. It's not that I have any concerns about their welfare. They get to be spoiled by Grandparents, Uncles, Aunts, and hang with their cousins. The 4 girls will no doubt shatter many windows by the sheer volume of their screaming. They will have a blast.

And yet my stress level has gradually risen as the day has gotten closer. What if my oldest has a problem? The family isn't used to her quirks and special needs. What if she wakes up with night terrors and I'm not there to calm her? What if one of them falls down and I'm not there to kiss it better? Who will make them chocolate chip pancakes in the shape of Mickey Mouse?

Hubster mentioned that perhaps this trip will be good for us, help us let go a bit and let them stand on their own two feet. I told him I thought he was on crack.

On the other hand, this means we have the house all to ourselves. No worrying about interruptions or doors opening at inopportune times. We can have a 'dirty' weekend in the comfort of our own house....anywhere in the house LOL

No 'Hannah Montana' or being made to watch "High School Musical" AGAIN. Going for a swim in the pool without being cannonballed to death....no wait hubby is the biggest offender of that one.

Yes I know I'm being neurotic, that's nothing new. And there will be some really nice points to this next week. But I still worry, but then I guess that's a mum's perogative.

I'll feel better once they are home again.

My husband's influence...

As many of you know I became a football fan because it was in the small print of my marriage vows. Over the last 12 years my husband's constant chatter about the sport has worn me down to a grudging respect for the game. (my love of Troy Polamalu is all my own doing though)

I've heard many stories about Michael Irvin over the years from hubster and tonight he told me all about this speech that he had seen. You have to realize that my hubby HATES the Dallas Cowboys so for him to speak favourably about one of their players, former or otherwise, was a monumentious occasion on it's own.

Below is a clip, it's not the entire speech just the ending but you can tell by the crowd that is was a powerful one. I decided to post it becuse what the man says can pertain to anyone, in any walk of life, and it is a very good thing to keep in mind.

One day when the kids are a bit older

	Your travel type: Culture Buff The culture buff needs to see a museum, an art gallery, a 16-th century church every day during his holiday. When he travels he is always well prepared. He has read history books, speaks a few words of the lingo, knows about the strange habits the locals have.
	top destinations: New York Amsterdam Venice	stay away from: Kashmir Ciudad Perdida Darien Gap

get your own travel profile

My next project...

Isn't is gorgeous!! This is a copy of the sweater that Molly Weasley wears in the Chamber of Secrets. I don't know how much I will wear it but I have to have it!

But first I have to finish Chris' corner. It's coming along nicely. I'm a bit over half way done the centre panel. The two side panels will whip up really quickly so I'm not worried about them. Originally my plan was to work on his 'corner' as we drive to Florida in the fall but it looks like I might have it finished by then so I think this sweater would be a good car project.

The pattern for these very cool sleeves can be purchased Here.

Of course I'll let you know when I start it. I know I'm going to be fussy about colours and the such so perhaps I'll wait and buy the yarn when I am in the states. See what I can get down there that isn't available up here. Hmmm I'll have to see how far I am done before I decide for certain.

WWWOOOHHHOOO!!!

TC IS HOME!!!!!!!!

Hubby just came running in the door 30 minutes ago, calling me saying he is sure is just saw her run across the back yard. 2 seconds later I am calling her name under the back hedge freaking out because I can hear her bell and her meowing but I couldn't find her. I was about to crawl through the hedge and over the fence into the neighbor's yard when he pulled her out from a bit farther down from me. Poor thing is terrified and shaking. She keeps darting looks at Karma so I'm sure she has been chased by a couple dogs and a few of those bastard racoons.

I admit I cried my eyes out when I finally got her curled up in my arms kissing her head. Gving her shit for running away. Poor wee thing has lost weight not that she could afford it. She's been at her dinner bowl 4 times since being back in the house. I know I haven't slept well without her over the last 5 nights. She has a habit curling next to my tummy and I have so missed her purring.

I have to go hug her and cry a bit more into her fur. Stupid cat, I love her so much.

Many thanks to everyone who was keeping good thoughts for me and reassuring me.

I've been rated!!

PG13?? That's it? Should have checked the week I was really pissed off and dropped the f-bomb every other sentance.

Still no news on T.C. I'm trying to keep up the good thoughts but it's been 4 days and my imagination is in overdrive. Didn't help that we had a massive rain storm today. All I could think about was her sitting somewhere all alone, soaking wet, dirty and hungry with ravenous evil raccoons circling around her. Yea, I'm not making myself feel any better.

Missing: small, furry, with claws

T.C. is missing.

I have no clue how she got out and whoever must have left the door open at some point isn't owning up to it. While she liked to sit on the doorstep she wasn't all that curious about outside and would only wander out after a minute or two and even then only if something caught her attention. Since Karma hasn't figured out how to open a door, that leaves the humans and they aren't talking.

My best hope is that she gets picked up by the pound. She has been micro-chipped, so I'll get a call if they find her. My worst fear are the mutant raccoons that live around here. Bloody things are a pain in my ass, hell, I have almost gotten to the point that I have to duct tape the garbage closed.

She still does have her claws and has one of the most superiour, bitchy, feline attitudes I have ever seen. If one of them try to grab her she will make them pay.

I just want my kitty baby back. I want to piss her off my hugging her too much. She would yowl and meow as if she hated every moment of my holding her but if I loosened my grip she would lean against my shoulder yowl more. Big faker.

How silly is it that I am taking this personally? As if I did something wrong and she left because this was a horrible place to live. Like she was just biding her time until she could escape and when the opportunity rose she ran and never looked back. And the last thing I said to her was giving her shit because she was clawing at the side of the mattress.

Stupid cat....I miss her

random techno gooberness

I'm playing with my sidelines there so just ignor this one post. *G*

Happy 8th Birthday Baby!

My youngest when she was about 2. This was taken in the middle of the night; Nice green wellies huh? She loved those boots so much that she wouldn't take them off even to sleep.

Flashes of my childhood

Reading was a big part of my childhood. I loved books and read pretty much what ever I could get my hands on. From Nancy Drew to Trixie Belden and a few that were a bit advanced for me.

There was one...I must have been in grade 4 when I read it and completely blame my being slightly claustrophobic because of the story. It is about a woman being kidnapped and wakes up in a box, buried alive. Let me make it clear that it wasn't my mother's fault. (see, I got your back mum) I can't remember where I got my hands on a copy but I had almost all of it read before I was caught with it. Needless to say I was more careful after that in regards to stories I would read. I used to remember the title of that book, 72 hours or something like that. I'm kinda relieved that I have finally forgotten what it is. LOL



So in an attempt to help my daughter with her reading we went to Chapters today and I remember a series of books from when I was a kid. Choose Your Own Adventure Wouldn't you know it they are still in print! I was thrilled and while my oldest didn't seem to interested, Ryleigh plopped herself down and started reading one. She loved it.

I'm thrilled to see that she has inherited my love of books and I keep hoping that in time Teaghan's reading skills will improve to the point that she will enjoy them too.

On that note...only 5 days till the final Harry Potter book is out. Yes I am counting the days. I love those books too.

The BBQ and aftermath....

See I did get her toes done in time. Then of course she insisted on haveing her fingernails done too. Looked so cool that I did mine as well LOL





The big BBQ went well, it was crazy as all get out and I felt like I ran around all day but I got some great pictures of all the kids. Once the sun went down the temperature did too, so everyone ended up putting on sweatshirts and I was grabbing blankets from the house to take to the park. The boys...I mean grown men who act like boys around pyrotechnics set up all the fireworks. We had a bunch from the States which is really cool 'cause you can get much better ones down there then we have access to here. Inbetween the ones they were fireing off we could see the really big ones going off at Bronte Harbour. That with what seemes like an endless supply of sparklers and I thought it was a great end to our Canada Day party. On Monday we just flaked out and watched TV or read books. Neither Chris or I had any energy to get a thing done.

Speaking of tv have you ever heard of Veronica Mars? Oh man it is one of the best shows I have ever seen. I'm addicted like crack I swear. But typical the way my luck runs I discover it just in time to find out that it has been cancelled. Apparently it has been around for 3 seasons. I am just about through watching Season One on DVD. I want more!!! Just a little fix and I'll be ok, I swear.