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It’s a Hair Emergency!!

The kids and I have hair appointments booked for Saturday morning. Logan and I are easy – the usual, please! Lily, on the other hand, has decided that she wants a change. Apparently, she wants short hair like Snow White.

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I’m thinking that she may end up looking more like a brunette version of Little Orphan Annie, though, and am a bit afraid to go so short.

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At it’s current length, caring for Lily’s hair is a full-time job. I use an anti-frizz serum to keep it in line and had some layering put in to try and keep the tangles at bay. When freshly washed and sprayed with an anti-tangle spray, Lily’s hair is gorgeous. Beautiful, natural ringlets cascading down her back. I just love it.

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After a couple of hours of playing, though, her hair looks like this:

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Not bad, but the curl is pulled out and the back of her hair ends up a horrible, tangled mess. It takes forever to comb it out – a feat which cannot be tackled at all unless her hair is completely wet. (It’s a good thing she’s tough – she’d be bald if she were a whiner!)

When she was a baby/toddler, her hair was a mass of gorgeous ringlets.

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Now that she’s older, I’m not sure what her hair will do. I’m thinking that the weight of it is pulling the curls out but I don’t know for sure. Frankly, I’m a little afraid to find out. I love my little curly haired cherub. What if we cut her hair short and lose the curl? I would die a little inside…

So here’s my question. What should I have done to her hair on Saturday? Cut it to the shoulders and risk it curling up uncontrollably? Cry desperate tears if her curls are gone altogether and her hair is doomed to a life of being completely straight forevermore? Bangs? No bangs? A trim? Help! Please?

One of my Favourites…

Hey, have you been by Photo Bliss lately? No? Well, you should! ;)

Grandma

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December 18, 1914 – February 20, 2009

I love you.

Check In. Relax. Take a Shower…

There is no longer anything to fear here!

Remember her?

Over the past few months she’s really turned into a brat. She hasn’t been paying attention and rarely does as she’s asked. She talks over top of everyone, doesn’t listen and falls asleep randomly. Most recently, I haven’t been hearing her creepy voice singing, “Hello Mommy!” and for that, I am eternally grateful.

Ladies and gentlemen, Amazing Amanda has finally bitten the dust. (At least, her batteries have, but Lily doesn’t have to know that they can be replaced. Muahaha.)

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Have a nice afterlife, you creepy, ugly, deaf, disobedient little hunk of plastic crap.

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*Kisses!*

Stars On Ice

On Saturday, Logan had skating lesson #3. In just under a month, he’s come a long way from being this kid:

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This sucks. I hate skating.

I bought the kids some ninja masks balaclavas to wear under their hockey helmets and it seems that Logan is in a much better frame of mind to learn new things when his ears are warm (go figure!)

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Even ninjas need to learn the art of skating.

First up, the class learned how to crab walk sideways on the ice:

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And step!

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Together!

Followed by learning to push off with one foot and glide on the other:

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By the end of the class, Logan was gliding and leaning his way around mini-pilons on the ice:

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Self-confidence + warm ears = rapidly advancing skating skills!

Each week, we bring Lily’s skates along and let her have a go on the ice as well. She’s not loving the outdoor aspect of skating, or the fact that she doesn’t have the little red metal thing to push around, but she’s holding her own.

On this day, she was not excited about skating at all. She plopped herself down on the ice and pretty much refused to move until one of the instructors came up and asked her if she’d try to skate without help. Well, apparently Lily isn’t one to back down from a challenge. Lucky lifted her up on her feet and the moment he let go, she started trucking it across the ice with no help. The girl has remarkable balance. At one point, she was practically running.

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Going…

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Going…

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Gone!

When she got to the edge of the ice, she just kept right on going toward the changing room.

Me: Lily! Where are you going?
Lily: I’m done.
Me: You’re leaving?
Lily: Yep. I want to put my boots on now.

I guess she just wanted to prove that she could do it but wanted us all to know that she was quite serious about not wanting to skate today. She’s such a little character.

So, as of Valentine’s Day, here’s where Logan stands. In only three lessons, he has learned to:

  • fall down safely
  • get back up with ease
  • “walk” on the ice
  • crab walk (sideways)
  • duck walk (with feet in a “v” position)
  • step and glide
  • walk backwards with arms out, looking over his shoulder
  • push off with back foot and glide on the other foot
  • do an inverted “v” stop (like snowplowing)

He’s working on his hockey stops, too. He’s a skating superstar! I’m so proud of all of his accomplishments. Two more lessons to go and I just have to say, this is the best thirty bucks I’ve ever spent.

Check it out:

Alabama said it best, y’all…

I’m in a hurry to get things done
Oh I rush and rush until life’s no fun
All I really gotta do is live and die
But I’m in a hurry and don’t know why

Well, that about sums it up for me. I’m an awesome employee for that very reason. Once I have a task set in front of me, I become an insane, crazy, obsessed person until I get it done. I’m extremely efficient.

Too bad I drive myself insane over my need to get things done right now.*

Case in point. I love scrapbooking. But I hate to be behind on it. On average, I run about six months behind which, judging by everyone else I know, is actually pretty impressive. It’s not good enough for me, though, so I’ve been coming up with ways to get it done faster faster faster now now now!

*cough* I think I need a cigarette.

First I started by adding regular, divided album pages to my scrapbooks so that the volume of pictures I needed to scrapbook would be lessened. My friends think it’s a great idea and, I have to admit, I like the look it adds to my scrapbooks. It’s still cheating, though. It’s a slippery slope. It starts with a few added album pages here and there and before you know it, it morphs into entire (gasp) regular albums.

See? In the name of just gettin’ ‘er done, I actually went out and bought regular photo albums:

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In my defense, though, I did alter the covers. So that counts, right?

These are likely only the first of many. I’m addicted to the speed, people. The first one is for pictures of favourite Christmas ornaments. Maybe that’s weird, but well, so am I.

The second is for random photos taken by yours truly (like the frost pictures). I like them and want them around, but the thought of scrapbooking every random picture makes me a little crazy. Do you have any idea how far behind I’d get if I ever tried to scrapbook anything other than events? Gah. I can’t think about it. I’m getting jittery.

The third is for artwork and pictures done by my kids. They bring home so many crafts and draw so many pictures that I can’t possibly keep them all. This is the best of both worlds, in my most humble opinion.

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Trust me to be so completely obsessive-compulsive that I take a fun, relaxing hobby and turn it into a race against time. Isn’t there a pill for that? (A chill pill? Har har har.)

(Sorry, that was pretty pathetic. Won’t happen again.)

The news that makes my heart sing? I’m caught up until the end of November, though, so HA! Beat that, suckers. No time to smell the roses. Can’t you see I’m in a hurry up in here?

* This little obsession of mine doesn’t extend to getting laundry folded and other household chores done in a timely manner because that would just be crazy. We all have our limits.

Happy Hallmark Card Day!

So, from time to time, I will be having individual photos featured on Photo Bliss. I’m debating on whether or not to come running here each time I do. Since I’m undecided right now, I’m just going to go ahead and pimp it out. This photo is about as extravagant as I get about Valentine’s Day (and I didn’t even make the cards!)

Beauty in Nature

Yesterday, I was looking around on Photo Bliss when I came across this post. It inspired me to go out this morning and take some photos of my own. Though I hate winter (and cold weather) with a passion, I am still capable of appreciating the beauty in it.

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Have a great weekend, everyone!

How I Waste Time When I Should be Working

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First off, I’m totally ripping off The Bloggess‘s idea of making a blog Wordle of this place. I especially love the fact that the word “rack” is so prominently displayed. I also like the part where it says “husband gets good things” (because sometimes he needs to be reminded!). “Rack love” and “back cleavage” are pretty awesome too. Heh.

Next up, what do you think caused Christian Bale to go from this:

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to this:

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Now I’m sure that he was under a lot of stress at the time, but do you realize that the man dropped 38 f-bombs in just under 4 minutes? Thirty-eight! Holy fuck, that’s a lot of cursing. (And no, I wasn’t the one who counted them. I heard it on the radio.)

May I present the evidence:

And this freaking hysterical remix, just for fun:

Oh, Christian. It’s a good thing you’re so hot.

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(Even if your voice in Batman is pretty jacked up.)

(Please don’t yell at me.)

As a transition from angry swearing guy to my sweet, angelic children, here is a cute lunchbox I bought for a quarter at a baby sale a couple of years ago:

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If I worked out of the house, I’d bring my lunch in this. It’s that awesome.

And now, my daughter. She really rocks:

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And finally, for my son’s 100th day of grade one, he had to bring a display of 100 things. He chose marshmallows. In the form of a band. Because he is the coolest kid ever. Behold:

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Yes, he came up with the idea all on his own, and, aside from a bit of help from me, designed and built the whole thing. Needless to say, this project alone just cemented his status as the rockstar of room five.

Aaaand, that’s all I’ve got. As you were!