tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40089815644621134002024-03-13T00:11:50.632-03:00Chocolate on a Rainy Dayhanging onto sanity in the mommywhirlwindRainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.comBlogger279125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-28480560447346235532012-12-29T18:52:00.000-04:002012-12-29T18:52:10.471-04:00Sugar and IceHi, my name is Aimee and I'm a sugar addict and compulsive eater.
It's been 4 days since my last binge/chocolate-fest.
I've always felt that if one could make it 3 days, then the worst of the cravings would pass. I'm sure I read that somewhere, there was some sort of scientific backing to it, even.
Well, not so in my case. Today the cravings are parading through my body. It's no coincidence thatRainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-70349925479195957102012-12-27T11:57:00.000-04:002012-12-27T11:57:31.100-04:00Late late lateMy goodness, I keep abandoning this space. I don't mean to, I want to write - really, I do! But life and boys and random crap keeps getting in the way. Hopefully 2013 will be my year again. I miss it here.
Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-51597928740413640092012-10-31T10:12:00.000-03:002012-11-01T10:13:31.160-03:00HalloweeningRainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-40637768538050272532012-10-17T19:16:00.000-03:002012-10-17T19:16:12.753-03:00RunningRainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-39266709123990398742012-10-03T22:37:00.000-03:002012-10-03T22:37:17.709-03:00Chaos inducingRainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-462078154464178432012-09-30T21:38:00.000-03:002012-10-03T22:37:36.787-03:00Teaser picI just have to share... Felix was selected to do a bit of modeling for a local boy's accessory shop. I just received this sneak peek tonight!
You know, until I had kids, I never really understood that expression, "Eat them up with a spoon!" Forget the spoon, I just want to chew him up, he's so stinkin' cute!Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-47490215505968828172012-09-29T22:53:00.001-03:002012-10-03T22:37:51.987-03:00On being away.I miss this space.
I miss pouring out my thoughts.
I promise to come back.
I've been saying that almost daily for the past 6 months.
But in particular for the past 6 weeks, since I've been single parenting as hubby is away for work.
He's back in 2 weeks.
I doubled my meds this week.
We're all surviving.
Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-46597150156745109052012-03-02T22:29:00.000-04:002012-03-02T22:29:21.423-04:00Medicated mamaSo it begins again, peeps.
Last week found me fragmented and out of control as I bent over a fallen Felix, furiously slapping away at his feet and legs. He had pushed all my buttons that morning. And found a few news ones.
Morning are never easy, and we have new Time Rules in place to help guide us out the door.
I hate 8:15
That morning, Felix ran away from me. Our house has a circuit in itRainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-83374403703262877152012-02-14T19:23:00.000-04:002012-02-14T19:23:44.396-04:00Rashy
Source
Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-68438873262996901852012-02-12T13:20:00.000-04:002012-02-12T13:20:32.760-04:00Conversations with Felix6:30am
Felix, to the cat: Melon, get off my mama.
Me: She was my first baby, sweetie.
Felix: And then you got Bailey?
Me: Yes.
Felix: And then you got Elliot? And me?
Me: Well, I made you guys.
Felix: You made me? Like a puzzle?
Me: No, I grew you, in a special place in my tummy.
Felix: You GREW me?
Me: Yes. Daddy planted a seed and I grew you. My belly got big and fat!
Felix: Awwwwww, I want toRainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-44014099920804760222012-01-25T16:20:00.000-04:002012-01-25T16:20:35.570-04:00Viking Upstagers
Rocking out at the BAM Rally, where they charmed the crowd.
Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-5125507985648456132012-01-20T20:07:00.000-04:002012-01-20T20:07:04.771-04:00Slip sliding awayThe month is slip sliding away from me again. Much like the transit bus that came very close to slamming into my office building today. Luckily for us, there was a telephone pole in the way. But the bus was wedged tight against the pole and the road was icy and it remained there, blocking half the street, floundering and sputtering.
Pretty much sums up my life at the moment. Making it through Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-30673589289788983702012-01-02T21:35:00.000-04:002012-01-02T21:35:57.863-04:00That tricky monkeyFelix has a pet monkey. An imaginary monkey. It's mischievous. It lives in the trees and steals penises with which to decorate the branches. This monkey will pull your head off and poke out your eyes. But he's a good guy, a friend.
Felix actively looks for him on the walk to school. And talks to him. After bath or when changing his pants after a pee accident, he'll frantically try to dress Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-7782610991974716102011-12-24T14:31:00.000-04:002011-12-24T14:31:21.681-04:00Naughty or nice?
Merry Christmas!Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-87377882684407111222011-12-22T17:24:00.000-04:002011-12-22T17:24:53.521-04:00Highway anticsThings I learned (and may want to forget!) on my solo road trip with the boys...
Peeing on the side of the highway will never get old.
"I have to poop!" is NOT what you want to hear while driving after dark, when it's snowing.
And "I'm sorry, our washroom is out of order" is an even worse thing to hear.
I convinced the gas station attendant to let us use the washroom anyway - I brought the Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-73781276464518019242011-12-14T20:13:00.000-04:002011-12-14T20:13:18.772-04:00Christmas Concert!
My Arctic Fox! ^ ^ Video
Too much anxiety.
Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-63594710945773003632011-12-08T21:35:00.001-04:002011-12-08T21:36:42.232-04:00Girls have lasagnasA collection of funny/strange/weird things I've heard or said over the last little while. Ok, mostly heard. And posted on Facebook.
Felix, playing an animal guessing game: "Mama, are you a whore-a-vore?"
Me: That's herbivore. And yes.
Elliot: MOVE your issues OFF the road!!!!!
(To Felix, whose dinky car was moving too slowly on the new race tracks.)
Elliot: I'm going to do a dance I learned Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-67900657334581205112011-12-07T18:30:00.000-04:002011-12-07T18:30:47.988-04:00Snowface
More from the first snow fall.
Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-54599294317800576062011-12-04T21:26:00.001-04:002011-12-04T21:27:08.739-04:00My dear internets...It's been far to long since I sat down and wrote you properly. October really hit me hard. Left me battle-scarred, a bit limpy, but intact. Considering that we're now in December, it's about time I made it through.
I've always battled mood swings, dark times when the sun goes away. But it's never truly interfered with my life - I could always make myself get up, get dressed, put on a happy face Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-28256898390288475082011-12-03T20:38:00.000-04:002011-12-03T20:38:22.764-04:00The last waltzI kept a diary as a girl, like many. I suppose this blog is my grown up version, also like many. I came across one of my old diaries while cleaning the other day (labeled "Bedtime Stories", I guess to dissuade snoopers??) and thought I'd share a few pieces with you, Cringe-style! As IRainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-82574487056643795552011-11-30T17:54:00.002-04:002011-11-30T17:54:56.620-04:00School pictures!
"I dunno about this...cheese?"
Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-56129710019572109222011-11-26T22:36:00.000-04:002011-11-26T22:36:07.106-04:00Beer smugglerI kept a diary as a girl, like many. I suppose this blog is my grown up version, also like many. I came across one of my old diaries while cleaning the other day (labeled "Bedtime Stories", I guess to dissuade snoopers??) and thought I'd share a few pieces with you, Cringe-style! As I Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-68978218373008256142011-11-23T13:39:00.000-04:002011-11-23T13:39:30.295-04:00Let there be snow!
Winter is here.Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-5931453705776552682011-11-18T18:20:00.002-04:002011-11-18T19:54:19.538-04:00SADI kept a diary as a girl, like many. I suppose this blog is my grown up version, also like many. I came across one of my old diaries while cleaning the other day (labeled "Bedtime Stories", I guess to dissuade snoopers??) and thought I'd share a few pieces with you, Cringe-style! As I flipped Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4008981564462113400.post-40534551022179840182011-11-16T22:18:00.000-04:002011-11-17T15:19:30.677-04:00Pirates do Arrrrrrt!Rainydayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650764598599832814noreply@blogger.com1