Monthly Archives: November 2012

More plumbing trouble.

Don’t even get me started…  another LONG day dealing with plumbing issues.  Seriously, not a happy camper.  And while last time it was tree roots on city property, this time it’s apparently an internal problem.  How many plumbing problems can one house have?!?!?  Good grief.  Seriously, we only moved in a couple weeks ago.  GAH!

I love my house, I love my house, I love my house…  I have to keep saying it to remind myself.  Jeepers.  I really do love my house, but how many things can one family be expected to deal with so soon after taking possession before they snap?  Ugh.

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I must sleep!

I find I’m more exhausted at nine here at the new house than I used to be at eleven at the old place.  Guess that comes from waking up a couple hours earlier based on when the light hits.  I preferred my old time table… but I suppose it wouldn’t hurt us all to run a little more “regular”.

We’ve always been a late to bed, late to rise kinda family.  I like my late nights, I always have.  And I do hope that once things settle down and we actually manage to get through some of the unpacking (seriously, we have a stupid amount of boxes everywhere still) then some of our old routine may return.  For now though, I find I’m up earlier than everyone else… still tired, but up.  And so I just lay in bed, not wanting to wake anyone else.

Right now though?  When I’d normally be in tip top shape?  I’m exhausted, brain tired, having trouble stringing sentences together.  I’ve been up too much the last couple nights, not sleeping as deeply or well as I should… so I’m beat and needing rest….  and that, is where I’m leaving this blog post.  Because when I get to this point, where I’m all rambly and not making any real progress?  Well, clearly it’s time to shut it down before y’all start losing brain cells just from reading what I’ve scrawled.  😉  NIGHT!

The ballet recital

It’s amazing how quickly life intervenes and prevents you from getting anywhere.  During the two weeks Damon was home from work, we got an incredible amount done…  The house boxed up and moved, beginning to set up the new place…  but now that he’s back at work, we’re lucky to get a box unpacked every day.  With work, school, birthday parties, and ballet recitals?  It’s tough to find time for anything else.

It’s a little frustrating.  I’d really like to have the house free of boxes rather shortly.  I don’t want to go into the holiday season amidst piles of stuff.

So here’s something cute.  🙂  The girl had her very first ballet recital today.  Granted, it was an early introduction class for 3, 4, and 5 year olds – so there wasn’t much to it.  But it was cute just the same.  Here’s the video her Daddy took:

Puppy Puzzle – Hastings Style Evaluation

Today the boys of the Avenger Litter turned eight weeks old…  kinda hard to imagine there are people who send their babies home at this point.  I can’t even imagine sending them off so early.  For us, eight weeks marks the time for puppy evaluations and well baby check-ups with Dr. Wickstrom.  So that’s what we did with our afternoon.

The boys all had a blast playing on the floor of the exam room – as did a few members of the Acadia Vet Clinic staff.  Our boys aren’t shy, and are happy to have a chance to zoom around and explore a new environment with new people.  Altina was very impressed with each of the boys, and complimented “mom” on doing such a great job with them.  LOL

I figure this is also a good a time as any to put up a page for them on my Sidhe Dogs website.  After all, with evaluations as great as theirs, I wanted to brag a little – and really, that’s what my Chihuahua website is for: a chance to brag on all my wonderful babies.  So I’d like to invite you to stop on over there to have a peek at some photos of the boys on our kitchen table – doing their best job at self stacking – and to have a good look at the results of our puppy puzzle evaluations.

Sidhe Dogs – http://sidhe.tobi-dawne.com/The_Avenger_Litter.html

 

8 week hastings puppy puzzle evaluation form

December is Almost Upon Us.

I don’t know about you, but I could use another couple of weeks before December.  YIKES!  How on Earth did it jump from November 10th to November 25th so quickly?  Way too many holiday projects are about to become due in no time flat.  I had plans to make our own little advent calendar for the girl, but I’m now wondering if I’ll have time to do all the sewing I’d planned to.  I may just have to cut some corners and find little pre-made baggies to put each days “treasure” in.  LOL  Well, either way, I’ll get something put together.

For now I intend to put on some super comfy warm holiday themed PJs, pop on a show, grab a puppy or two, something yummy to snack on, maybe my husband, and cuddle into the bed.  The temperature drop today definitely says “holiday’s a’comin”, and rather than pump the furnace into high gear just yet, I’m retreating for the coziness of a very full bed.  😉

Night!

An unexpected bonus…

I have to admit, I was concerned going from having a basement bedroom, where we could block out almost all daylight, to living almost entirely on the main floor of a house.  I have always had a very difficult time sleeping.  Even as a kid – when I’d count that I was getting eight or nine hours of sleep I was counting the time I spent resting, just lying still in bed.  I thought that time counted, I thought everyone “slept” like I did.  Truly only sleeping for a couple hours, and the rest of the time just lying quietly as the mind raced through scenario after scenario, scene after scene, idea after idea, thought after thought…  These days I take a butt load of melatonin to get to sleep, between 10 and 20 mgs most nights.  It’s a large dose, but it’s the only way I’d fall asleep.  Kid kid has a mind like mine, it just doesn’t stop, and if your brain doesn’t slow down you can’t get to sleep, so she takes a 3 mg dose before bed too.

Having all the extra light around us, all the time, I was concerned the effect it might have on my already erratic sleeping patterns.  And there’s the rub…  instead of making things worse?  It’s kinda like someone hit a reset button in my brain.  For the first time in years I’m falling asleep without the melatonin.  I still have to listen to a movie or tv show to quiet my brain down (focusing on one thing stops all the “noise” and lets me drift off), but I did that before in addition to the melatonin.  It’s an odd thing for me not to need assistance to drift off to sleep, but it’s a good thing.  It’s something I’m really liking, and it’s something I never expected.  🙂

Grey Water in our Basement, Tree Roots in our Pipes

It has been a long couple of days.  The water started coming in yesterday morning, and kept right on coming through most of today.  It finally stopped at about 3:00 or so.  And the folks from the city got to work in our basement at about 6:00.  I’m way to exhausted to even think.  So long story short?  We had issues with roots and pipes knocking heads.  It’s “fixed” now, but only after damage to our basement – water and sewage can do nasty things to a home even if they’re only a couple inches high.  It also appears that this will likely be an ongoing problem for the next 18 months or so – as that’s how long it takes for things to “settle” after this type of a problem.  Like I said, this whole thing just has me exhausted… physically and emotionally.

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Hot Water Heater Blues

We took possession of our new place on November 10th.  November 15th we handed over the keys to our old place.  November 21st our hot water heater spews water on the floor.  Yep.

So, we kinda figured, after trying our first bath here, that we’d need to be looking at replacing the hot water system here.  If your heater can’t produce enough hot water to get the tub to your five year old’s belly button?  It’s a good sign it’s not working well.  But yeah…  todays epic adventure (complete with cat stranded on top of the washing machine terrified and mewing loud enough for the whole neighbourhood to hear as the water crept closer, and in the end trapping her in the laundry room) kinda synched things.

This is not fun.  We need to find an eco-friendly professional who understands the need to balance a desire to be as green as possible with a practical need to stick to a budget.  Someone who can help us figure out the best system for our family, which may well include multiple options working together to create a system friendly to both our Earth and our pocketbook.  I’m not looking forward to having to find said professional in a hurry.  This is definitely the kind of search I’d like to take my time with…  but I suppose that’s the way it goes.

Here, something fun.  Go make food in jars:  http://www.bystephanielynn.com/2011/07/50-different-foods-you-can-put-in-jar.html  ‘Cause mason jars make everything look cuter and taste better.  🙂

Remember Me???

Hey!  Remember me?

Yeah, it’s been a while.  I know.  Things have been a little crazy hectic here.  But we finally got everything moved out of the old house and into our new home (and the garage and shed).  No, we aren’t actually unpacked yet…  but I’m making slow progress.

We have our computer/crafting nook set up.  Which, let’s face it, is of prime importance in this family – and I’d suspect many more others than will admit to it.  The girl has already been busy at work both on the computer and sitting at her own little craft station, making all sorts of things.

The girl’s bedroom is MOSTLY set up.  For now her mattress is on the floor and she does have some boxes still that need unpacking.  She has usable space though, and her clothes are all accessible in her closet.  So I’m happy with where we’re at there (for now).

We moved in our little antique “three bears” kitchen table and chairs yesterday so finally got to use them.  If you remember way back when, I blogged about them when we first bought them.  🙂  They’re super cute, but I’ll be honest…  while their style fit in perfectly at our old place?  They don’t match quite as well here.  So I’m open for suggestions on how to paint/stain/refinish them to help them blend a little better in a European kitchen.

Our bedroom is partially put together.  Still a long way to go in here…  but we have a bed, a closet, and a tv (as well as a butt load of boxes).  I know it will come together yet, but yeah.  Our room isn’t exactly the priority.

The bathroom requires some work…  new tub, new vanity, new counter top, new light fixture(s), new floor.  Honestly?  I think the only things I’m okay with keeping are the toilet and the sink.  So we’ve definitely got our work cut out for us in there.

So yeah…  exhausted.  But I am slowly putting things together.

Damon had taken the last two weeks off to help pack up the old place, move, and get started on the unpacking.  Today was his first day back at work.  It feels kinda odd not having him around.  I’d gotten used to it.

Today was also the first day I used my new key fob for our alarm system.  I’ve never had an alarm system, so it does take some getting used to.  Gotta get in the habit of pushing those buttons when I’m supposed to.  LOL

Today the girl had her school photo retakes too.  And yes, I’m sure this one will turn out MUCH better.  She was just too darn busy playing with her friends in line to want to bother with the picture last time.  Where today it was just her in the room, so it went much easier.

Further, today marks the International Day of Remembrance.  A couple years ago I had organized a candlelight vigil down at the memorial bandshell beside the North Saskatchewan River.  This year I’ll mark it quietly at home with my family.  And I do ask that those of you who aren’t doing something en mass do the same.  Just take a moment to remember all those amazing people who lost their lives simply for having the courage to live authentically.  It is simply not right that so very many *trans women and men are murdered EVERY YEAR for being themselves.  It is so beyond a time for change.  Some Women have penises, and some Men have a vagina – get over it.  People should not have to die because they don’t fit into some other persons idea of what “man” or “woman” means.  My *trans sisters and brothers are incredible, strong, brave, compassionate individuals and they should not have to fear for their safety every time they leave their homes.  So yes, if you do nothing else, take a few minutes out of your day to remember the many, many men and women who have been brutally murdered for the crime of being who they genuinely are.

Strawberry Cream Cheese

I love hearing how other people see my daughter.  I know how I know her to be, but how a child behaves at home and how they behave when Mom isn’t around are often two different things.  So the stories I heard from kid kid’s teacher today were very nice to hear.

Apparently, after coming back from a lesson with Mr. G (who teaches both music and phys.ed) the kids were telling Ms. W how one particular classmate had been bad.  They all reported in, one after another, how this classmate had not behaved and ended up in trouble.  Then one student said “Lily-Ann was bad”.  Their teacher stopped and with a quizzical look repeated, questioningly “Lily-Ann was bad?”  To that, she explained, came an entire chorus of  “No” or “Lily-Ann is never bad” and “Lily-Ann is good.”  LMAO  I guess it was just a question of one student’s Freudian slip.

We also talked about how she, as their teacher, gets a unique look into each of their home lives.  Through the things they say and do, she’s able to figure things out about each of their lives.  How one student must watch a lot of horror movies, and another is jealous of their sibling(s).  She continued to tell me, with a smile, how Lily-Ann is always there to help and encourage her fellow students.  How she is always supportive, even through creative play.  And how a couple of days ago she was playing in the kitchen center and told the student pretending to be the child how she, the mom, was preparing strawberry cream cheese because it’s sweet like they were.  And how she was going to make it from scratch by cutting up her own garden strawberries.  I’ll admit, I like the story of our home life that paints.  🙂  And it’s true.  I make her mini-bagels with yummy and sweet strawberry cream cheese because she’s sweet like a strawberry and it’s just one way I can show her that I love her.

My daughter isn’t just sweet and supportive though, she’s strong too.  And she’ll defend herself, standing her ground if you try to tell her otherwise.  I guess one boy has been teasing her, telling her he’s stronger than she is, trying to get her goat.  But she’ll just look him in the eye and tell him otherwise…  he’s gotten himself in trouble with the teacher a couple times now for insisting she’s not as strong as he is.  LOL

The kid isn’t one to back down if she knows she’s right, but she also knows how important it is to offer love and compassion to those around her.  It makes me proud to know these are lessons she has internalized simply by how we treat her.  It’s nice to know others see the amazing girl I do when they see her too.

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