there are only three children who have brought me to tears in my life ( Read more... )

i have been working like a mad little woman trying to move mattresses and boxsprings, dressers, stereos, sofas. I AM SO TIRED. i am guessing i have two more hours of work left to do. and the thought of that makes me want to cry a little ( Read more... )

sometimes i find it kind of funny that i get paid to do things like to sit on the playground with two 6 year olds and come up with songs like this:

happy birthday to you
you stepped in dog poo
you smell like salami
and i peed in your shoe!

i'm a good role model, really.

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it's late but i'm restless, thinking of all that has to be done. moving day is approaching quickly and my landlord likes to throw random things at me to add to the confusion. i will spend the coming weekend in a hotel while they redo my floors, under the agreement that they will let me stay in my apartment one extra day to jive with me moving into ( Read more... )

friggin frig my body is being so very weird. all of my female insides are supremely messed up.

did i mention that i am going to the most random concert ever this weekend? with a sister who works for CTV and scores lots of free tickets to things, my family is going to moncton for (ahem) country rocks the hill! that's right kids. tomorrow night i'll ( Read more... )

1. My ex is: not very important ( Read more... )

walking through the park this afternoon with the cutest five year old girl ever (who is moving to montreal in two weeks), i had the following conversation ( Read more... )

in other news, my ovaries are telling me to eat everything in sight.

i seem to be listening.

poked around an antique store this afternoon with my momma and fell in love with a vanity i cannot afford. things like dining room tables are more important than a pretty little vanity to have in my bedroom, so i must stick to priorities ( Read more... )