May

31

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Random Tuesday: OMG IT’S HOT Edition

OMG IT’S HOT. Like, 32 degrees with a humidex in the 40s hot.

Even if it were NOT Tuesday, my brain has turned to mush in the heat, thus rendering me unable to formulate a post consisting of anything more than the occasional thought that survives the oppressive humidity and/or does not die of heatstroke.

  • We spent two weeks on vacation, of which we had 3 sunny warm days. And then we returned to the grind at home and suddenly OMG SUMMER IS HERE WHAT WHAT. It figures. I’m feeling a bit of meteorological mental whiplash here.
  • After Stinkerbelle spent a few glorious afternoons on the trampoline with her cousins during the holiday, I’ve been all thinking about buying a trampoline if ever one goes on sale. (She’s still too little, so it won’t be this year.) My kid, who loves to jump almost as much as her mama, had THE BESTEST TIME EVAR on the trampoline. And I have to admit, the thought ME + JUMPING + TRAMPOLINE = WIN has crossed my mind a number of times. HOWEVER. It is now a few days later — a few hot, humid days later — and I’m all SCREW THE TRAMPOLINE LETS GET A POOL. Or a cottage on a lake. I’m not choosy. Rest assured, I will get back to you when we have the lottery winnings with which to do all this.
  • I was determined to be strong this year. I was going to tough it out. I was going to be smart and cut down on our energy bill. I was going to resist the siren call of the air conditioner in the name of saving money! And yet? The first hot humid day and ON WENT THE A/C WITH A FLIP OF MY FINGER. I totally, 100% CAVED, man. I have had the A/C running since last evening, when I decided that I would be of no use to anyone if I dissolved into a puddle of sweat right there in the kitchen. And I am NOT SORRY.
  • Today was Little Gym day for Stinkerbelle. I thought, at least we’ll get out somewhere air conditioned and let the kid run off some energy, rather than being cooped up at home! Hurrah! As did the other moms, from what I gather. As we all ran around a hot sweaty gym, sweating like sweaty things that sweat a lot. Looks like we were not the only ones who were trying to keep the energy bills down. ::gives Gym owners the peevish glare:: The kids did not seem to mind, though, although even they were feeling it by the end. There were many tears of frustration and discomfort from more than the average number of kids today. NOT MY KID, though. OH NO. As she ran from apparatus to apparatus, oblivious to the heat, and DEMANDING MY ASSISTANCE at every opportunity. Who does she think she is, anyway? I’ll get my own back in about 10 years’ time, when she’s too embarrassed to have me around and tells me to just stay home (where the A/C DOES work, I’ll have you know).
  • Ever have one of those moments when you want to intervene, even though you KNOW you shouldn’t? There was a new little boy in class today, a very young little fellow, brought there by (who I am assuming is) his nanny (although she COULD have been an adoptive parent, although a very young one). Anyway, we will call her Nanny. Humour me. So, this little boy was a sweet little fellow, not much language yet, and the thing that struck me was how… ABRUPT… this Nanny was with him. How ROUGH. She would chastise him, and manhandle him. And most often, she left him to do his own thing, this little fellow who probably did not get a lot of what was going on. And so, he focused on me, a smiling face who would talk to him. And at one point, he and Stinkerbelle were playing together. Another very pushy little girl came along, a girl who had been mauling this little chap all class long with no intervention or help from Nanny, and something happened. I did not see. But the little fellow began to cry. And he had no one to comfort him. Nanny barked at him, and dismissed him, and he wandered off, sobbing and occasionally calling for his Mama. And at that point, it was all I could do to resist scooping the little fellow up and hugging him and making him feel like somebody cared for him. But in this day and age, you cannot intervene with someone else’s child. And it broke my heart a little bit. No child should have to feel alone and hurt and sad, especially in a place like this where he’s supposed to be having fun. (BDH says I cannot love them all. This is a struggle for me.)
  • The upside of the warm weather? OUR FAVOURITE FARM MARKET IS OPEN!! Several months of fresh local produce stretch tantalizingly ahead of me. Life is pretty good, actually. If you can find a way to stay cool.

May

30

By CinnamonOpus

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Categories: Relaxation Nation

Relaxation Nation: Dance Party

For a quick mood fix, nothing beats a good old Dance Party.

It’s nothing fancy. It’s easy, it’s cheap, and it’s all up to you. I’m talking about your good old OMG-I-LOVE-THIS-SONG, turn-it-up-and-shake-your-groove-thing all-around-the-room dance party.

Look! I’ll even give you instructions:

1. Put on a favourite tune, in the comfort of your own house.
2. Turn it up.
3. Dance like you just don’t care.

See?

The problem is… People are all uptight about dancing. When does that happen to us? Look at any little kid you know, and they LOVE to dance. They move and groove all the time. They don’t care if it looks good. It FEELS good.

It’s a proven fact that dancing is good for you in so many ways. It’s good exercise. It lowers your blood pressure. It helps keep muscles, joints, bones, your heart, your circulatory system, and your brain healthy. It releases endorphins and makes you feel good.

But when we become adults, we get all self-conscious and intimidated. We don’t dance, not as much as we used to. If at all.

Maybe that’s why I love having dance parties here at home. I am a singularly ridiculous dancer. My singing’s even worse. Oh well. But in my own kitchen… I could care less how it looks, and doG knows I don’t care if anyone hears me.

We have dance parties all the damn time here. I used to have dance parties with my cat. Bubby was a big fan of San Francisco Bay Blues, and would come running whenever I put it on. I’d sing and shuffle and shimmy and clap, and Bubby would run around in circles and then collapse in a purring, rolling pile of happy cat on the floor. I think it was the kazoos that did it for her.

And Stinkerbelle — well, you can’t stop her. She’s a dance party waiting to happen. She dances to the beat of the washing machine agitating. And she sings CONSTANTLY. So we LOVE the chance to dance.

When That Girl was little, I would put her in her high chair with a meal, put on some music, and dance around the kitchen cleaning or cooking while she ate. I would pull out some crazy jazz-hands Bob-Fosse Broadway reject dance moves, do The Swim and The Charleston, tickle her as I danced by — and we both had fun.

Now that she is older, she’s less pliable in her musical tastes, but put on Mika and she’s off, singing and dancing along, hand in the air and a growl a la Freddie. We both will. (There’s a whole lot of butt wiggling to Lollipop.) Or a little Florence and the Machine will set us off, arms flapping like big weird birds, or whirling around the kitchen like mad dervishes. (Ssshhhh, don’t tell Dad — That Girl is not supposed to spin in the kitchen.)

It always ends in laughter.

So what’s stopping you?

Got a kid who needs to expend some energy? Put on some tunes and dance around.

Got housework that needs doing? Put on something with a good beat and get moving through those jobs.

Feeling down? Put on your all-time favourite song — LOUD — and let go.

It takes all of the length of a three-minute pop song to make things better, for your mind, your body and your soul.

Go on. Nobody’s watching. It’s good for you.

 

May

28

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May

27

By CinnamonOpus

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Confession Friday

We’re still on vacation, but this confession thing is a streak I’ve had for 35 weeks now… I’m not going to break it!

I confess…

  • …that I am sad that our vacation is at an end. It has been great to see and spend time with family, and more importantly, great for Stinkerbelle to have time with her extended family. She loves them so much, and I am sad for what she will be missing when we are back home. She has so much fun here!
  • …that it is always hard to see BDH have to say goodbye when we head home after some time with his family. He moved to Ontario to be with me, and that’s where his work and our little home and our comforts are, and I feel bad sometimes for that. It is hard for him to be so far away, and I wish sometimes we could have the best of both worlds.
  • …that I am a nervous traveller. I used to travel for my job, and it was easy peasy. But then I got freaked out by a couple of air crashes that were in the news non-stop and developed a fear of flying. It’s much better now, but I still get anxious.
  • …that another thing I dislike about travelling is packing. Trying to cram all my stuff, BDH’s stuff and Stinkerbelle’s plentiful stuff into our suitcases is a hassle, especially when half of one suitcase is taken up by my CPAP machine.
  • …that it is getting easier and easier to travel with That Girl, now that she’s starting to remember people and places. She settled into sleeping and life here without any fuss at all this trip. She understands and remembers so much more now.
  • …that I think my daughter may have a hard time saying goodbye to Grammy and “Grandad-Grandad” at the airport.
  • …that although I am bummed about the end of vacation, it will be good to be home and back into our regular routine again. While it’s great to be on holiday, there’s something nice about being home with your own stuff, too. And we miss the cats.
  • …that I was all OMG EXCITED to watch Doctor Who on TV on Saturday night, but it turned out to be a big disappointment. The episode was kind of dumb, and I had forgotten how many commercials there are during television broadcasts. I do not miss TV, no not a bit.
  • …that if the mugginess and rainy weather of this month is any indication of what is to come this summer, there may not be enough bug spray in the world to fend off the black flies and the mosquitoes. OY.
  • …that I was delighted to see a pheasant taking a walk around the yard this morning.
  • …that I’m a little nervous to see the mess our cats have made while we’ve been gone. At the very least, there will be tumbleweeds of Cinnamon fuzz rolling around the main floor.
  • …that I turned my SIL on to online yarn shopping. And I am not sorry.

May

23

By CinnamonOpus

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Categories: Food Stuff, Relaxation Nation

Relaxation Nation: Quick Fix Chocolate Cake

Alright,  my friends.  If you’re like me, sometimes the best way to cure all ills is with chocolate.

So today, on a lazy, cold long weekend, I bring you something to get you a little bit of chocolate love when you need it:  Quick Fix Chocolate Cake.

It’s fast and easy, it’s pantry-friendly, it’s not good for you, and it’s full of chocolatey goodness.

And it’s an individual serving. JUST FOR YOU. Sounds perfect to me.

Quick Fix Chocolate Cake

*4 Tbsp flour
4 Tbsp sugar
*2 Tbsp cocoa
1 egg
3 Tbsp vegetable oil
3 Tbsp milk

Get a large, microwave-safe coffee mug. Put the flour, sugar and cocoa in the mug, and mix well. Add the egg, and mix well. Mix in the oil and the milk (if you want, you can use less oil and more milk, and it will still be fine). Mix with a fork until the batter is smooth. It will probably be a bit thinner than regular cake batter.

Put in the microwave and cook on high for 2-3 minutes. TA DAAH! Chocolate cake.

Top with whipped cream and a drizzle of chocolate syrup, if so desired.

Enjoy!

*NUTELLA VARIATION: If you have the Nutella love, use self-rising flour instead of regular flour. Increase your cocoa to 3 Tbsp and add in 3 Tbsp Nutella.

You’re welcome.

May

21

By CinnamonOpus

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Categories: Daily Photo

Saturday Smile: Rapture Party Hangover

So, we’re here on the deck, minding our own business… and we discover: WE ARE NOT ALONE.

No, it’s not aliens.

IT’S RACCOONS. Napping in the trees.

Look close enough at these:

And you will see several of these:

Looking for all the world like they’ve just staggered home from one hell of a Rapture party.

If I didn’t know better, I’d say somebody is WISHING for the end of the world, if only to cure his hangover.

May

20

By CinnamonOpus

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Confession Friday

We’re on vacation! Whee! And I’ve been taking a little time away from Teh Interwebs and enjoying… doing a lot of nothing. But even still, there are things to say.

I confess…

  • …that I’ve parked my butt on a lawn chair on the deck and knit a couple of times so far this week, and it has been lovely. The weather has cooperated for the past two days and it has been pleasant and warm. Just nice for sitting outside.
  • …that even though we are on holiday, I am still feeling very tired. I think it takes me a few days to unwind and crash and get rested when I take a vacation.
  • …that my MIL makes OMG AWESOME MUFFINS.
  • …that I am wondering if I might have left my bedroom window open at home.
  • …that I want to nap, and I am tired enough to nap, but I am not a good napper. In fact, as part of my sleep disorder, I am a terrible napper. And I fear that if I lie down to nap I’ll just be worse off when I wake up. But OMG WANT TO SLEEEEEP.
  • …that I was so happy that Stinkerbelle remembered Grammy and Grandad and their house and all kinds of things from our last visit. She was dancing with excitement from the moment she saw them at the airport, and hasn’t stopped.
  • …that we’ve been fighting the good fight with That Girl’s eating/oral motor issues for two years now, and we’re finally making some progress. But it’s nice to have someone else see the difficulties she has for a change, because when you parent in a vacuum, you begin to think you’re imagining or exaggerating these things. So it has been validating to have people around to see not just the problems but the progress we’re making.
  • …that I have pastrami issues. I think pastrami is a good thing IN THEORY, but as it turns out, in practice, I am not a big fan. The problem is, I never remember that until I am eating a pastrami sandwich. And then it is too late.
  • …that coffee this week has been SO TASTY with vanilla creamer. I have missed it.
  • …that I broke down in tears this week when I realized I have passed on one of my biggest faults, one of the things about myself that I am most embarrassed of, to my daughter. And so it begins.
  • …that I just bought a buttload of sale yarn at the Going Out of Business Yarn Store, and all I can think is WANT MOAR YARN NAO PLZ KTHXBAI. It’s terrible. I’m a yarn magpie.
  • …that I was more than a little excited when I read that Target stores are coming to Canada. NEXT WEEK OMG.
  • …that I have been letting Stinkerbelle watch as much PBS Kids TV as she wants this week, since we don’t have TV at home. Or, for that matter, a fantastically large awesome TV like Grammy and Grandad do, either. She stands in front of it, basking in the glow of Curious George and Sesame Street every morning.
  • …that I am more excited than a grown up should be about the prospect of watching Doctor Who on said magical giant TV when it is actually, really broadcast this week, as opposed to on a little screen and on YouTube.

May

16

By CinnamonOpus

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Categories: Relaxation Nation

Relaxation Nation: Meditating

A couple of years ago, when the whole “new mom” thing was all new and OMG OH HOLY HELL WHAT HAVE I DONE, I thought it might be a good idea to look into some Buddhist philosophy. I thought if I could embrace something peaceful and get some guidance from Buddhism, I could give myself a basis to help me gain some equilibrium in my life, find some peace, and be a good mom.

Yeah, so a couple of years later… It’s fair to say, I totally failed at that. Big, fat, whopping FAIL.

For one thing, I think it’s kind of naive to say “Hello! Today I will embrace a new philosophy of how I live my life! And it will be magical and fix me! TA DA! And then after that, I’ll go to the mall!”

For another, I’m lazy. I don’t want to have to try that hard.

Needless to say, the whole Buddhism thing didn’t stick. But I did some reading and listened to some podcasts and tried to embrace what I could before I totally bailed. And there was a lot of good stuff, believe me. I just wasn’t into it at the time. But I took away what I could. And some of it has been helpful.

But one of the best things I tried was meditation. Now, the good thing about empty-headed naivete is that you just give things a try. So I thought, “Meh, what the heck? Could be good.” And I gave it a try.

Let’s think about this, really, people. I’m SHOUTY. I’m ALL OVER THE PLACE. I’m… well, ME. Did you HONESTLY think it would work for me? No. Of course not. Me, sitting quietly and still for an extended period of time? I THINK NOT.

But here’s the thing: What I learned in that period of time about meditation actually HAS benefitted me. Almost every day, in fact. And I think it has made me a more patient and more relaxed person.

Now, I’m not getting all airy fairy, New Age-y on you or anything. I’m not going to tell you to go our and buy Enya CDs and incense burners or whatever. NO NO. But, I guess what I’m saying is, I was pleasantly surprised at what I COULD take away from trying it.

The reason is, I think, because the podcast I chose to teach me was totally realistic about learning how to meditate. And it was honest about the fact that it takes practice and time, and to start slowly.

So, here’s what they taught me. First, find yourself a quiet space, and set a timer to come on quietly, maybe after five minutes. Sit comfortably and upright. Maybe in a chair, maybe cross-legged on the floor. As you’re sitting there, slowly begin to relax your muscles and limbs. Like, start from the extremities and move in, or from the top of your head downwards, and just think about relaxing everything, slowly. Relax things like the muscles in your face. Your tongue. Just everything.

Once you’re feeling like you’re relaxed and comfortable, start thinking about your breathing. Focus on each breath. When you breathe in, think “In”. When you breathe out, think “Out”. Start to focus on only that. Just in, and then out. If other thoughts come into your brain, acknowledge them, but then go right back to your next breath. Don’t stress if other thoughts wander in, but don’t dwell on them either. Just put them aside, and go back to thinking about your breath. In. Out. In. Out. Focus on this until that is all you are thinking about.

When the timer tells you, take your time refocusing your thoughts and getting back up.

That’s all it takes, to start with. Five minutes in a quiet room. If you get into it, you can increase your time. Ten, fifteen minutes. But to start, five minutes is all you need. It’s like that savasana pose at the end of a yoga session, but more.

Seems pretty simple, right? It’s not. It DOES take practice to NOT think. But once you get going, it’s really quite relaxing. And I find that, even though I don’t do it the way we often THINK meditation should be — you know, really seriously for long periods of time in some Zen temple space or whatever — it really has done a great deal for me. Just a couple of minutes of quiet.

I whip out the old meditation time whenever I need it. When I am stressing, I can use it as a way to decompress. When I am frustrated with parenting or irritated by family stuff, I can stop what I am doing and breathe and get calm. When I am having trouble sleeping, I will do it while lying in bed to relax me completely — and then doze off. (Yeah, it’s not EXACTLY sitting up and meditating. But it does the job.) And you can bet your sweet bippy that I’ll be OH MY DOG MEDITATE MEDITATE MEDITATE during take off and landing when we go on vacation. (I am not the best airplane traveller.)

Just the simple act of clearing your mind and calming your breathing can do wonders.

And by taking five minutes to go to a quiet space, during naptime or before bed or whatever, I am taking five minutes FOR ME. It’s very selfish in that respect. But the plus is that it makes me a better, calmer person when I need it. But it is MINE.

Will I practice, and become better at it, and mediate for longer periods of time? Maybe someday. Not now. Certainly not anytime soon. But for my life, right now, that five minutes I CAN take, when I need it? Is GOLDEN.

So. There you go. My foray into Eastern Philosophy was only a MOSTLY total bust. I did learn a lot, and I got a very valuable, easy-to-use five minute fix-me-up out of the deal.

Try it, if you are interested, and maybe you’ll get more out of it than me. Or maybe not. But hey, you’ve tried something new! And look! Not an Enya CD in sight.

May

14

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May

13

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Confession Friday

It is Friday of what has been, strangely, a long week. Not a bad week, but a tiring one, for whatever reason. But now BDH has vacation time booked until the end of the month, so we will be able to relax and unwind and catch up on our rest. So that’s good.

But that is not what is important today! Oh no. It is Friday, and so I confess:

  • …that one of the things I hate most in life is getting up in the morning. By the time the sun is beginning to come up, I am just getting into some deep, good sleep, so Sleep Disorder Girl does NOT want to get up when the alarm goes off. I really struggle.
  • …that my morning struggle is made worse by the fact that I am not drinking my regular coffee-with-vanilla-creamer in the morning. I ran out of creamer last week, and the store we go to does not seem to stock it anymore. But the truth is, I am trying to have less of it. I am looking to do a little better with my eating habits this spring, and sometimes it’s the little things that make a big difference. And two giant buckets o’ coffee full of creamer each day? Might be a good place to start. So, we’ll see. I may cave pretty soon, because OMG LOVE MY COFFEE. But it’s a choice between food calories/carbs or coffee and creamer calories/carbs right now, so… Meh. Who am I kidding. it won’t last.
  • …that I have to go downstairs and do my time on the elliptical, but I do not want to. The thought of exercising, and getting all sweaty and gross, and huffing and puffing like a hamster on a wheel… does not sound like fun to me. I’ll be fine once I get going, but right now, I am tired and just want to sleep.
  • … that we got our quote for the roof, and it’s not too bad, actually. Mostly in the ballpark of what we were expecting. Now we just have to get off our procrastinating arses and book it. You know, actually COMMIT to it.
  • …that I went out this morning with That Girl and went to the Going-Out-Of-Business Yarn Store again. And I bought another big honking bag o’ yarny goodness. Some of which we got specially for a snuggly blankie for Tova’s Joy.
  • …that the problem with shopping at the Going-Out-Of-Business Yarn Store is that the stock is being quickly bought up, and the colour I wanted was almost gone. And I have a hard time thinking on my feet with a bored three-year-old in a hot, busy store. Especially when said three-year-old is taking any and every skein of yarn she can get her little hands on off the shelves and dropping it in my basket when I am not looking. So I bought all they had, and hopefully I got enough… else it may be a small-ish blanket.
  • …that I let Stinkerbelle choose a yarn for herself this morning, for a blanket. Which was an orange-ish, speckly, fuzzy-ish kind of acrylic business. I honestly considered buying it for her, I really did — until I thought “how the hell am I going to knit with that?” And also WASHING = RUNNING DYE NIGHTMARE. So I bailed. Already with the breaking of the promises! Oh, the therapy bills in the future! MOM FAIL. But at least all our laundry won’t come out orange for the next few years.
  • …that I wish the weather would just COMMIT and BE WARM full time. Because right now, I am surrounded by laundry baskets full of Stinkerbelle’s summer clothes. Which I cannot put away because the weather is still iffy enough that she needs warm clothes, and they are all in her drawers. So I have nowhere to put all the summer stuff until I get rid of the warm stuff. So, while I am drowning in laundry, at least it is all CLEAN laundry.
  • …that our favourite farm market is once again open full-time hours until late in the fall. And that I am so looking forward to buying produce there. However, the baked goods are too good to resist, so we have to learn to lay off.
  • …that I want a hammock. One of those nice ones on a stand. Maybe under a pergola. Yeah. And I want to be out laying in it right now, gently rocking and dozing in the sun, under the pretense of reading a book.

May

10

By CinnamonOpus

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Random Tuesday: That Was The Week That Was Edition

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I know it is Tuesday. You know how I know? Because I have no plan. Perhaps we’ll go for a walk! Let’s make banana bread! OH! Maybe not.

It just happens whether I like it or not.

I AM actually making banana bread, however.

  • Stinkerbelle has a little friend at her gym class. Her name is Isla. She’s just the cutest Cindy-Lou-Who-type kid ever. Quiet, speaks in burbles, and has chubby little fingers like sausages. Anyway, she’s at least a year younger than Stinkerbelle, and yet? Loves her. LOVES! HER! It all started last semester when Isla was still in the babies’ class, which was the session before ours. She would come out of her class and just come and plop down in front of Stinkerbelle and just stare adoringly at her. Occasionally, she tried to touch That Girl’s hair clips. But mostly just stared. And this semester, they are in THE SAME CLASS. Isla’s a little older and wiser, of course, but still LOVES Stinkerbelle and follows her everywhere. Today, they were holding hands and running around the foyer before class. But what Isla loves best is that That Girl will FOLLOW HER. Isla’s always the youngest and the littlest and is consequently always the chaser instead of the chasee. But at the Gym, with HER BFF FOREVAH Stinkerbelle? SHE can run and be chased. It is the BEST! TIME! EVAH! Plus, it’s a huge bonus for me that Isla’s mom is awesome and we get along well. I will be sad to see the end of the semester because we will be moving on to another class and Isla’s mom will be going back to work.
  • Parenting Fail of the Week Award (Or is it Parenting WIN?): I took That Girl out for a walk in the woods today. It seemed like a great idea. Sunny and warm, with a breeze to keep away any of the bugs that might be venturing out for their spring feast. But as we got about 50 yards into the woods, it became clear that this plan was VERY VERY NOT GOOD. Because, did I mention, our woods is a watershed conservation area? This roughly translates to OMG SWAMP AND MUD. Well, in the spring anyway. Both Stinkerbelle and I got stuck in the mud and had water flowing into our shoes and big muddy splashes up our pants legs. I ended up laughing my arse off because there we were, swamped, with nowhere to step that was not gushy and mucky. So, there was nothing left to do but turn around and head back home. I didn’t mind that we were getting filthy dirty, and it was pretty hilarious, seeing her tromp off merrily through the mud, but I didn’t want That Girl to go too far with cold, wet feet, and she was so sad to have to go back home. So we got home and tossed everything in the washer. Mud washes out, mostly. And Stinkerbelle got some fresh air and had some fun and got her first real soaker.
  • Our house is now eleven years old, and it’s starting to show some wear. Specifically, the cheap-ass shingles on the roof are starting to break off and curl up. So, this year we have to bite the bullet and get our roof redone. It will cost us. A LOT. Maybe. We honestly don’t know. We’re waiting for a quote right now, actually. I called someone yesterday to get a quote and he said he’d have it to us today. And I tell you, since that call at 12:30 pm yesterday we’ve been on tenterhooks. HAS HE COME YET? DO WE HAVE A QUOTE YET? OMG HOW MUCH HOW MUCH HOW MUCH??? So that’s been… weird. We’ve been eyeballing the roof for the past year or two, knowing this was coming, and have put aside some money to take care of it. Now it’s just the OMG LETS DO THIS ALREADY bit. I’ll be glad when it’s all done and we can forget about it for another ten years.
  • One of  the… okay, let’s be honest, THE ONLY local yarn store I frequent is going out of business. So we went in to get some cheap ass discounted going-out-of-business-everything-must-go yarn on the weekend. Now, I don’t knit with nice yarn, generally speaking. And I only knit with worsted weight yarn. So this weekend I thought I AM GOING TO BUY SOMETHING NEW AND TRY SOMETHING NEW HOW EXCITING. And after spending an hour in a busy, hot yarn store with a squirmy toddler and a ridiculously patient husband, I bagged my weight in yarn. So off we went to the two tills at the front of the store, each of which has a random queue in front of it. And we waited, patiently. We entertained a hot and tired Stinkerbelle, who was admittedly VERY well behaved for a three year old in a hot boring store. We got to the front of one line, put our stuff up on the table, and are about to be rung in, and then we hear SOME OLD BITCH OFF TO THE SIDE SOMEWHERE WHO ISN’T EVEN IN A FUCKING LINE bellow “I BELIEVE I WAS NEXT!”. Now, ladies, generally speaking, BDH and I are very polite out in public and very friendly to people we meet. And we’re not usually in the habit of beating up the elderly. But oh holy hell, we were *THIS CLOSE* to laying a smackdown on that withered old crone’s ass. Had it not been for the incredulous looks of the other shoppers, who all went out of their way to offer us their spots in line, I tell you solemnly, the money I spent on yarn? Would have been used for bail money.
  • Also, on Saturday? We got some kids arrested. The douchebag university students across the street threw a house party, and they invited all their douchebag friends. And one carload of douchebags pulls up, music blaring, and parks erratically across our neighbours’ driveway across the street. The douchebag occupants of said car then get out, proceed to get booze out of the trunk, and start drinking in the car. All the while, the music is blaring and they’re shouting their fool heads off. And occasionally getting out to dance around and get more booze. So, what did we old farts do? We called the cops. And about 15 minutes later, a big ass mofo black police stealth truck pulls up behind this douchebag car and OMG BUSTED. But the bonus? Was that they got dinged for possession as well because they had some pot in the car, too. It was like an episode of (Insert Name of Cop Show That I Don’t Watch Here Because It Didn’t Really Qualify As “Homicide: Life On The Street” Or “Law & Order” But It Was Still Pretty Fricking Awesome). Good doG how I love Neighbour Watching. And by the way HEY YOU KIDS GET OFF MY LAWN.
  • Remember I said I was making banana bread? Well, it’s actually banana chocolate chip bread. And it’s done now. Envy me.

May

9

By CinnamonOpus

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Categories: Fitness and fatness, Relax, Relaxation Nation

Relaxation Nation: Yogamazing

It’s the start of the week, and with all the gardening and yardwork and stuff that comes with May, some good stretching and exercise will come in handy. And now that my physio is going well, I think it’s time to start trying some yoga again.

But life as a stay at home mom means little free time or free income to go to classes, and more importantly, little down time just for myself. So it’s not like I can just go swanning off to some yoga studio somewhere for an hour or two.

Nope, instead, I’m doing my yoga online, and for free. With Yogamazing.

If you have iTunes, you can download a video podcast called Yogamazing, which is a full 20-30 minute class. (There’s also a website, yogamazing.com, but the last time I visited, the free classes are view-only and it costs for downloads.) The instructor, Chaz, makes the classes readily accessible and fun to do whether you regularly practice yoga or whether you’re a newbie. If you’re just getting started, you can pause the class to figure out “what did he just do?” or if you want to spend a little extra time doing a particular pose. It’s all good. And because it’s a download, the class is there to do at your leisure whenever you have time — during naptime, or before bed, or even first thing in the morning. (Ugh. No thanks.) I have even done a class while Stinkerbelle played around me.

I also like the fact that I can do it by myself. I’m self-conscious and still relatively cumbersome at yoga, so I like just being by myself to focus on the poses and the relaxation and not be forever worrying that I look foolish. AND DID I MENTION IT’S FREE? This is big for me. We just don’t have a ton of extra cash for classes at studios and stuff right now.

There are three kinds of classes, basically. One is a “prescription” class — let’s say “Yoga for the Neck and Shoulders” — and these classes focus on moves to help you with a particular sore spot on your body or an injury recovery. They are a little more focused on one area, but still are great gentle classes.

The second type are more general classes, like “Yoga for Golfers”, that give you a full body workout with a particular sport or activity in mind to help you strengthen and stretch. These are my favourite classes because they offer a full body workout, and even though they say they are for golfers or for snowboarders or for rowers, they really are great overall classes. (My favourite, I think, is the one for rowers. And I don’t row.)

The third type of classes are flow classes. These are classes that are a serious workout. They are a series of poses linked together that you move through continuously, and they get you moving and sweating and get your heartrate up. They are a real sweat blowout. Awesome workout.

So, each week on iTunes, one class is available for download. And, after a few weeks, you have a number of classes that you can pick and choose from: “Hm, what do I feel like today?” And if you want a longer workout, you can mix and match a couple of classes, combining, say, a flow class to get you going and a “yoga for…” class to work on a particular thing.

Or whatever. The great thing is, they’re yours. They’re on your computer. And to fit in with your busy life, you can do whatever you want, whenever you want. For free.

So go. Take some time for your body and mind. Relax. It’s good for you, and it’s fun.

May

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May

6

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Confession Friday

It’s Friday, and I went to the dentist, while my husband took Stinkerbelle out to buy a frying pan. No, that’s not a confession. Just a thought passing through my head as I come up with my list of confessions.

It can’t always be all OMG EXCITING around here, you know.

I confess:

  • …that my kid hugged me so suddenly and so violently that she snapped my neck back hard enough that I haven’t been able to turn my head for two days.
  • …that holding my head upright can get really painful, so last night I had to lie down after supper. And I watched a movie. And although the movie was kind of meh, it was really relaxing. I needed the quiet and down time as much as I needed to rest my neck.
  • …that lunch today made me feel ill. It was wraps. We’ve made these wraps 3 or 4 times now in the past two weeks. I think my body is trying to tell me ENOUGH WITH THE EFFING WRAPS ALREADY, LADY.
  • …that I got our census form thingie in the mail, and I’m kind of jazzed about going online and filling it in. But the part I’m looking forward to most is the “any other comments” section where I will write “BRING BACK THE LONG FORM CENSUS, YOU CONSERVATIVE FUCKWIT MORONS”.
  • …that I am really, properly disgusted with the recent news stories about the behaviour of the hand-chosen, sometimes parachuted-in Conservative candidates and staff during this last election. They really represent the lowest common denominator in politics. And none moreso that the dirtbag candidate who ran here locally, who refused to attend any debates or do any press, and was graceless and classless in his overwhelming and (to him) stunning defeat. And let’s not even mention his unstable and bizarre, shouty, (alleged) ballot-box stealing campaign manager. It kind of makes me gleeful that even with a national majority, these two dopes couldn’t win locally. What a joke.
  • …that I’m up-to-here with the news these days. Except fluff pieces, like movie reviews and music interviews and stuff. Fluff is good right now. The rest of the world is too depressing and stressful.
  • …that our kid has taken to repeating stuff that she knows will get laughs from us. Like singing the theme “song” from Mr. Sunshine. And it cracks our shit up. Our kid goes for the cheap laughs. That MUST be a parenting fail.
  • …that I am glad it’s raining out, because I don’t want to be out with people any more today. I have been out there with people today, and I am here to tell you that people are overrated, and most of them are as stupid and as irritating as hell.
  • …that I love it when I play a song that I love for my daughter, and she loves it, too. And then she asks me to play it over and over again and dances and sings. I know it won’t always be this way, but right now I love sharing my love of music with her.
  • …that when BDH asked me what I want for Mother’s Day, I told him “a proper big breakfast” and “a sleep-in day”. But honestly? I have the only thing I have ever wanted for Mother’s Day, and she’s (not) napping in the next room right now.

May

4

By CinnamonOpus

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Categories: Fun Stuff

Virtual Chick Flick Comfy Couch Night – May

Okay, peeps, since a few of us thought it might be a fun idea, it’s time… for our first Virtual Chick Flick Comfy Couch Night!

Basically, it’s pretty simple: we all need a little time off to sit and chill out and take some time for ourselves. And what’s better than a movie? A little popcorn, a snuggly blanket, feet up… and we’ve got 2-ish hours, all to ourselves! I’m hoping we can see some movies we’ve never seen before, but maybe always wanted to, or rediscover some classics. And then we can chat about it afterwards. So far, we’ve got me, and tafel, and Jade, and Tova… did I miss anyone? So that’s a good start. And if you want in, jump right in.

The “rules” for our little movie club are pretty straightforward:

  • Watch the suggested movie, at your leisure, but within the month. (Is that enough time for everyone? Too much?)
  • Use whatever means you wish — rented, owned, DVD, BluRay, NetFlix, Youtube… Whatever works for you. But if it’s illegal I DON’T WANT TO KNOW.
  • Come back ready to discuss whatever you liked/hated/whatever about said movie in the first week of the next month. I’ll start the discussion on the first Wednesday of the month. ATTENTION READERS: THERE WILL BE SPOILERS. I’m just sayin’. And in the meantime, I’ll see if I can get some threaded discussion plugin working here so it makes it easier to reply/discuss. Or something. (This part I am still working on.)
  • Come back with a suggestion for future movie nights. (Let’s try to keep it relatively mainstream: no slasher flicks, no porn, nothing ultra-violent…) Then we can decide as a group what to watch next. Or I can pull it out of a hat. It’s all good.

How does that sound to start? Yes? No? Anything I have forgotten?

Okay, in honour of Jade’s comment:

Hellooo? Movies? Planning? Organizing?
I am IN! Now, wake up that idea. Go ahead. Use the bellows. It’s not completely dead. Mostly dead is still slightly alive.

I agree with tafel’s suggestion:

aaaand in honor of Jade’s remark, the first movie MUST be The Princess Bride.

Plus it’s just FUN. And I’m guessing most of us haven’t watched it in awhile. So there you go: Our movie for May is

The Princess Bride!

(ETA: Here’s a link to the IMDB page and trailer if you have not heard of the movie before. Thank you, BDH.)

We’ll find something new for June.

If there’s anything I’ve missed, let me know in the comments below. Otherwise… go forth and enjoy!

May

3

By CinnamonOpus

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Categories: Rant

Canada, I Am Disappointed

I know it’s Tuesday, but… Last night, as a nation of voters, Canada demonstrated an appalling amount of stupidity, voting in a Conservative government that has done nothing but show utter contempt for this country and the rights, wishes and needs of its people for years. A MAJORITY government, no less.

After a campaign of outright lies, election fraud and ugly politicking, we’re staring into four more years of soft despotism.

I am just so disappointed and disgusted right now.

“I hear you say the truth must take a beating
The flag a camouflage for your deceiving
I know we all make mistakes
This is not a case of blurred vision,
It’s a case of black holes, pocket holes, soul holes”
(Hirst)

Sing it, guys.

Change has GOT to happen, and we have to start NOW. Proportional Representation would be a good start. Review of election law would be another.

(It’s too much to ask for more politicians with integrity and conscience and vision. Yet. Maybe someday.)

No time like the present to get educated, get active, and make a change.

May

2

By CinnamonOpus

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Categories: Food Stuff, Relaxation Nation

Relaxation Nation

Whoa. The internets are STRESSED, man. Between all the goings on in The News Out In The World, and election fraud happening here in our little city, and my internets peeps just having OMG BEING MOM IS NOT EASY days… the internets are full of people stressing out.

I know I am.

So I am taking Mondays to spread some relaxation out there to the Internetverse. We all need it. I’m just going to give out some Zen on Mondays, so all y’all can partake. If you feel like it. And relax.

NOTE: I AM NOT A DOCTOR, NOR DO I PLAY ONE ON TV. So anything I recommend here is TOTALLY UP TO YOU to try. And if you like it, great. And if you don’t, well that is okay too.

So, yeah. Relaxing stuff. Maybe it’ll be a recipe I liked. Or something I’ve discovered to help me relax. Or a book I enjoyed. Or some really great shoes. (Nah, it won’t be shoes. Who has money for shoes?) But, you know… stuff like that.

Sounds good? Okay.

So, let’s start off our relaxation with… Cowboy Cookies. Because who doesn’t love some lovin’ from the oven? ESPECIALLY with chocolate in it.

So go forth this week, my friends, and bake. And enjoy.

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Baking therapy is good. There’s something about baking that is relaxing. Your house smells good, you can do it with your kids or with your friends on a Saturday movie night, and you have something tasty to show at the end of it.

This is a recipe that came to me all the way from Texas, from our friend Kelly (with only some very slight variations). She sent us a homemade cookie mix one Christmas, and this was contained therein. And it has been one of BDH’s favourite cookies ever since. So much so that That Girl and I made a few batches last week. And now they’re all gone. OM NOM NOM NOM.

COWBOY COOKIES
(makes about 2 -2.5 dozen cookies)

1 c all-purpose flour
1 c uncooked rolled oats (not instant)
1/2 c semisweet chocolate chips
1/2 c packed light brown sugar
1/2 c chopped nuts (I like pecans. YMMV)
1/2 c seedless raisins
1/4 c granulated sugar
2 tbsp unsweetened cocoa powder
1/2 tsp baking powder
1/4 tsp salt
1/2 c butter, softened
1 egg
1 tsp vanilla

Preheat oven to 350.

In a large bowl, cream butter and sugars together. Beat in egg. Beat in vanilla.

Combine flour, oats, chocolate chips, nuts, raisins, cocoa powder, baking powder and salt in a large-ish bowl.

Using a wooden spoon, mix dry ingredients into butter/sugar mixture until well blended. Dough will be a bit… scruffy.

Drop rounded tablespoonfuls of dough 2 inches apart onto cookie sheets with silicone pads (or lightly greased cookie sheets, if you don’t use silicone pads).  Bake in 350 oven for 12 -14 minutes or until bottom/edges are lightly browned.  Also, your cookies probably won’t spread out much — they’ll likely hold a rounded, lump kind of form. (Don’t worry. They may be kind of ugly but they’ll taste beautiful.)

Remove to wire racks to cool *almost* completely. Be sure to eat a slightly warm one with a big glass of milk, while the chocolate chips are still a little melty.