Monthly Archives: July 2009

strike.. ha!! More like craft day extrodinare!

So in case you’ve stumbled across this blog and you’re NOT from Ontario, the Coles Notes version of whats going on in Toronto is… the city is on strike. The parks aren’t being mowed, by-law inspectors are down to 20 (managers) for the entire GTA AND… the biggest complaint from residents is that the garbage is not being picked up.

Reports are that, although the strike is a major pain in the butt for everyone, there are some upsides. The clover that is growing is going to seed, which makes it good for the robins. The tall grass is offering protection to some of the smaller preyed upon animals, and the raccoons will MORE then flourish with all the garbage appearing in our parks and back yards.

The thought of the garbage that will be arriving in dumps at the end of the strike, as well as the damage to the “temporary dumping sites” that are usually used as parks for kids to play in hurts my head. Piles and piles of it attracting bugs, mice, rats, then to be cleared away, and having kids play on that grass… wow.

I don’t want to be a part of it! I don’t want the damage done to our Eco system at the end of this to be on the conscience of me OR my son. So Hayden and I have been trying to think of things we can do that will help. Ways to recycle, ways to reuse, and ways to spend our summer without doing more damage to our planet.

So far we’ve come up with a bunch of crafty ways to clean up, and most of them have been Hayden’s. He got up one day and decided he wanted to make a recycle robot. So he went through our recycling, and a 3 foot tall robot was created. Then he brought it out to play, and the neighbourhood kids wanted one too. So back to the blue bin, and an army of robots are now floating around the neighbourhood.

We had an empty compost bin in the backyard that Shel and I picked up at the last house we had. We hadn’t used it, but with the strike going on, what better excuse to get off our butts and get out there. So off we went to the back yard, armed with a week of green bin bags, and sorted through the compostable and non compostable.

Hmmm.. OK.. what to do next? I took a look at our recycling and garbage, to see some of the things we were throwing out the most. At the top of our list were tetra packs (juice boxes), chip bags, pop bottles, and newspapers.

On to the Internet to find some ideas of what to make. So far, on our to do list are… juice box iPhone and iPod holders, chip bag purses change purses and jewelry, a newspaper box to hold the recycled newspaper, and we even made a tote bag out of Bernie’s dog food bag. We’re still looking for something other then the usual “pop bottle bird feeder” to use our pop bottles for.

Its been fun, giving us craft time together, and hopefully teaching Hayden a good lesson about having fun while recycling.

Stay tuned for pictures of our creations.

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Posted by on July 16, 2009 in Uncategorized


“”Wordle: love love

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Posted by on July 13, 2009 in Uncategorized



The wording will read…

A Love Story
M1P 3X6

** not the actual date… just wanted to see how my version of the invitations would look.

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Posted by on July 11, 2009 in Uncategorized


Ok… so… in the past… 48 hours, I’ve gone from no plan for a wedding because we were going to hit Niagra Falls one afternoon while Hayden was in school and be back in time to pick him up… to….

Theme… Picked!
Decorations… In process!
Invitations… Done… just waiting for a date to put on them!
Video Montage for super fun extrordinare wedding…. DONE!! (pending final approval from groomy)

My mind has not stopped since we made the “big decision” to put a ‘real’ wedding back on the table.

it’s 3:47 am, my movie is uploading, and I can’t wait!!

So… since I know there’s not a lot of yu reading this to spoil the surprise… here’s the lowdown on the plans… (Shel!! Stop laughing!! At least its better then a new facebook group! You know I can’t keep a secret when I’m excited!! oh… whatever!! laugh away then!)

so here’s the skinny…

The theme? Romantic movies… Since Shel and I are pretty big movie buffs… (I dont know… does 600+ movies make you a movie buff? or only a step above the crazy cat lady?)

So how does that translate into decorations, etc etc etc?

Here’s how.

Decorations? Movie theater styles… Posters of some of our fav romantic movies. Red carpets. Movie reels (if I can find some… hoping I can…) the rest of the decorations… still working out.. this proves to be the hardest part so far… We’re thinking maybe a popcorn machine in the reception hall (ahem… if your reading this and I havent asked you if you could hook us up yet… lol.. thats the plan.. I plan on asking you later :P)

Invitations: Movie tickets. Like I said… already designed and ready to go. The good news? all its going to cost is card stock and ink. Looking for ideas for RSVP cards…

How to make it special and unique? We’ve all seen the video montages when people are walking down the aisle… they’re cheesy, but cute, and I gotta say.. I like them. But… how can I make it different?

As guests are arriving, there will be a power point presentation on the screen… Trivia based, like when you show up to a movie early. Then… a few min before we’r ready to start, the screen will flash a movie logo, and then some clips from our fav movies. Cue “coming attractions” voice over and logo, and the bridesmaids will start walking down the aisle to a sappy montage of romantic couples from the movies, complete with sappy song. at the end of the song, there is a short clip of Shel and I from a home video I made on a roadtrip with the kids, and then… cue logo and voice over for… ” And now… for your feature presentation”.. pause pause pause.. cue the song I will walk down the aisle to.

The video montage is about 7 and 1/2 min long.. I’m a little concerned about the length.. but.. I can still make cuts…

Check it out and tell me what you think…

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Posted by on July 11, 2009 in Uncategorized


Fairy Tales…

Hansel and Gretel meet the big bad wolf on the way to return Cinderella’s slipper, but get side tracked at the fair where they buy a poison apple from 7 short dudes who couldn’t stop singing.

Can they all be mixed together? I sure hope so.

Stay tuned

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Posted by on July 10, 2009 in Uncategorized


Going to the chapel, and I’m gonna… see a guy about a horse?

I’m getting M… mmmmm…..m…..married!! No “Official” asking yet… lol.. but that’s OK.. I’m not worried… (lol.. she says as she looks at the 4 nails she’s just chewed off)

There are a lot of things to be worked out, but the one thing we both agree on without a doubt is we cannot imagine spending our lives without each other. So… that equals M… M…. mmm…. the M word! (no that’s not the ONLY thing I’m going on, but I can’t give you ALL the details!! sheesh!)

So.. why a post about M… M… mmmm THAT if there’s nothing official yet? Its probably because in the realm of things I thought I’d do in my life… THAT is not one of them.

I’m not that girl who planned her wedding in grade 3. I never played “wedding” and white frills fancy dresses REALLY weren’t (nor are they now really) a big part of my life. I LOVE love. I love the idea of it. I love the feeling of butterflies in your tummy before that first date or butterflies in your brain after that first kiss. Love is Incredible. Amazing. Indescribable and I love every second of it.

Love songs, love poems, love notes, love stories, love birds… LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE.

M… mmmm..mmm… marriage… that was a scary word for me… an 8 letter word.. that’s like twice as bad as a four letter word. Mention the word commitment to me… and I used to run as fast as I could in the wrong direction. You know the movie Runaway Bride with Julia Roberts? Well that could have easily been based on my early years as a “grown up dater” lol.

I was talking to a friend of mine once after a really rotten break up of a pretty serious relationship, and he said “I could never picture you getting married. You bolt when people get to close.” I was pretty offended by that. Why COULDN’T he picture me getting married? or… more importantly, why couldn’t I?

I loved love… turned to mush with the slightest hint of sap. Hold the car door open for me, and I’ll giggle about it long after you’ve dropped me off. Love is a many splendid thing… 😛 So what was it that was making me nauseous at the thought of it? Looking back, I can tell you I was young. I wasn’t sure what I wanted. I was burnt early on, and from that moment, my heart was more closely guarded then the Pitt-Jolie kids. (and I guess looking back on it, that friend who said he could never see me getting married? He was my ex fiance.. so probably not the most unbiased opinion out there.. :P)

But if allowed a truly heart-felt moment, I think it was because my heart knew what it was looking for long before my brain did. I wanted someone who would love me for me. Someone who would let me learn to trust them on my own time. Someone who was OK with my cracker side, and just as OK with my down in the dumps side. Someone who would sit with me when I was sad and not say “cheer up!” but “I’m here”.

I don’t think I’ll ever be able to put into words the incredible “Ahhhhh!” feeling that came over me when I was on my first date with Shel. It was as if my heart suddenly woke up and said “Hello old friend! I’ve missed you!!” The butterflies were there as he came to pick me up. The butterflies were there when he dropped me off after the movie (as well as a few bats after the scariest date movie ever! Who’s idea was it to see 30 Days of Night?). They were there when we took our first job working together, and they are there every single day when we log in to chat. They don’t go away. EVERY single day is a new adventure and a new chance to feel that incredible “Ahhhhhh!” feeling all over again. One of the things we have a habit of saying to each other when one of us has pulled through something with the others help is “When you’ve been there… you just get it”. And that’s what its like for us. The baggage we each brought into this relationship.. its like a matching set.

We rely on each other. Our days go a lot smoother when we recognize how connected we are to each other. If he’s sad, a sudden “I love you” will pop up on his MSN. If I’m finding the distance rough one day, when I feel like I’m about to burst into tears my email will ding with a “Love Love Love”. We just get each other. It’s incredible how many days go like that for us. Heck, we even worry about the same things. LOL.. I’ll have a rough day and tell Shel something I’m worried about. He’ll calm me down, tell me its something I never have to worry about, and you know what? I’ll believe him! Then two or three days later… he’ll have a rough day and when I ask what’s up, it’s the same thing that I was worried about. How many times we’ve said “Remember when you told me that was something I’d never have to worry about? Well the same goes for you.”

He’s great. This love is great. Hard at times.. but that’s what makes it even greater. And you know what? I’m excited about getting married!! I think about it all the time. I talk to Shel about it ALL the time! Its going to be fun, great, and probably one of the easiest things I’ve ever done. (red tape, delays etc not included :P)

Know what I did tonight? Picked out the song I’m going to walk down the aisle to. Its going to be perfect. When you’ve been there… you just know.

P.s… yes I know I used this pic befre, but ever since the day Shel sent it to me, its been one of my favorites… 😛
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Posted by on July 8, 2009 in Uncategorized


Happy Bithday to YOU!

I wish I knew the perfect words to say to give you the perfect birthday greeting. One that would erase the fact that we’re spending it apart. One that would convey how happy I am for your special day, and how heartbroken I am that I cant be there with you for it. I love you, and if it weren’t for this special day… you wouldn’t be you… and you wouldn’t be the amazing guy I fall more and more in love with every day. I’m sorry we’re not all together to share it with you, but I KNOW that each one of us is thinking abut you, and wishing you the greatest of days. I love you. For you, on your day… from the person who sums it up best…

“I wish we could do what they do in Katroo. They sure know how to say “Happy Birthday to

In Katroo, every year, on the day you were born they
start the day right in the bright early morn. When the birthday
Honk-Honker hikes high up Mt. Zorn and lets loose a big blast on the big
Birthday Horn. And the voice of the Horn calls out loud as it plays: “Wake
up! for today is your day of all days!”

Then, the moment the Horn’s happy honk-honk is heard,
comes a fluttering flap-falp! and then comes THE BIRD!

The Great Birthday Bird! And, so far as I know,
Katroo is the only place Birthday Birds grow. This bird has a brain.
He’s most beautifully brained with the brainiest bird-brain that’s ever been
trained. He was trained by the most splendid Club in this nation, The
Katroo Happy Birthday Asso-see-eye-ation. And whether your name is Pete,
Polly or Paul, when your birthday comes round, he’s in charge of it

Whether your name is Nate, Nelly or Ned, he knows your
address and he heads for your bed. You hear a soft swoosh in the
brightening sky. You are not all awake. But you open one eye.
Then over the housetops and trees of Katroo, you see that bird coming! To you. Just to you!

That bird pops right in! You are up on your feet!
You jump to the window! You meet and you greet With the Secret Katroo birthday
Hi-Sign-and-Shake that only good people with birthdays may make. You do it
just so. With each finger and toe. Then the bird says, “Come on!
Brush your teeth and let’s go! It’s your day of all days! It’s the Best of
the Best! So don’t waste a minute! Hop to it! Get Dressed!

And five minutes later, you’re having a snack on your way
out of town on a Smorgasbord’s back. “Today,” laughs the Bird “eat whatever
you want. Today no one tells you you cawnt or you shawnt. And,
today, you don’t have to be tidy or neat. If you wish, you may eat with
both hands and both feet. So get in there and munch. Have a big
munch-er-oo! Today is your birthday! Today you are

If we didn’t have birthdays, you wouldn’t be you.
If you’d never been born, well then what would you do? If you’d never been
born, well then what would you be? you might be a fish! Or a toad in a
tree! You might be a doorknob! or three baked potatoes! You might be a bag full
of hard green tomatoes. Or worse then all that… Why, you might be a WASN’T! A
Wasn’t has no fun at all. No, he doesn’t. A wasn’t just isn’t. He
just isn’t present. But you… You ARE YOU! And, now isn’t that

So we’ll go to the top of their toppest blue space, The
Official Katroo Birthday Sounding-Off Place! Come on! Open your mouth and sound
off at the sky! Shout loud at the top of your voice, “I AM I! ME! I am I!
and I may not know why but I know that I like it. Three cheers! I am

And now, on this Day of all Days in Katroo, The
Asso-see-eye-ation had built just for you a railway with very particular boats
that are pulled through the air bu Funicular Goats. These goats never
slip, never trip, never bungle. They’ll take us down fast t the Birthday
Flower Jungle. The best-sniffing flowers that anyone grows we have grown t
be sniffed by your own private nose.

They smell like licorice! And cheese! Send forty Who-Bubs
up the trees to snip with snippers! nip with nippers! Clip and clop with
clapping clippers. Nip and snip with clipping cloppers! Snip and snop with
snipping snoppers! All for you, the Who-Bubs clip! Happy Birthday! Nop and

Then pile the wonderous-smelling stacks on fifty
Hippo-Heimer’s backs! They’ll take those flowers all home for you. You can
keep the Hippo-Heimers too.

While this is done, I’ve got a hunch it’s time to eat our
Birthday Lunch…

For Birthday luncheons, as a rule, we serve hot dogs,
rolled on a spool. So stuff and stuff and stuff and stuff and stuff
till you’ve had enough.

Now, of course, we’re all mustard, so, one of the rules
is to wash it all off in the Mustard-Off Pools. Which are very fine
warm-water mountaintop tubs which were built, just for this, by the mustard-Off

Then, out of the water! Sing loud while you dry! Sing
loud, “I am lucky!” Sing loud, “I am I!”

If you’d never been born, then you might be an ISN’T! An
Isn’t has no fun at all. No he disn’t. He never has birthdays, and that
isn’t pleasant. You have to be born , or you don’t get a present. A
Present! A-ha! Now what kind shall I give…? Why, the kind you’ll
remember as long as you live!

Would you like a fine pet? Well, that’s just what you’ll
get. I’ll get you the fanciest pet ever yet! As you see we have here,
in the heart of our nation The Official Katroo Birthday Pet Reservation.
From east of the East-est to west of the West-est, we’ve searched the whole world
just to bring you the best-est. They come in all sizes… small, medium,
tall. If you wish, I will find you the tallest of all!

To find who’s the tallest we start with the
We start with the smallest. Then what do we do? We
line them all up. Back to back. Two by two. Taller and taller. And, when
we are through, we finally will find one’s who’s taller then who.
But you have to be smart and keep watching their feet.
Because sometimes they stand on their tiptoes and cheat.

And so, from the smaller we stack them up taller. And
taller. And taller. And taller and taller. And now! Here’s the one who’s taller
then all-er! He’s yours. He’s all yours. He’s the very top tallest. I know
you’ll enjoy him. The tallest of all-est! I’ll have him shipped home
to you, Birthday Express. That costs quite a lot. But I couldn’t care
less. Today is your Birthday! Today You are You! So what if it costs me a
thousand or two.

Today is your birthday! You get what you wish. You
also might like a nice Time-Telling Fish. So I’ll send Diver Getz and I’ll
send Diver Gitz deep under the sea in their undersea kits. In all the wide
world there are no better pets than the Time-Telling Fish that Gitz gits and
Getz gets.

But, speaking of time… Why, good gracious alive! That
Time-Telling Fish says it’s quarter to five! I had no idea it was getting
s late! We have to get going! We have a big date!

And so, as the sunset burns red in the west, comes the
night of the Day-of-of-the-Best-of-the-Best! The
Night-of-All-Nights-of-All-Nights in Katroo! So, according to rule, what
we usually do Is saddle up two Hooded Klopfers named Alice and gallop like
mad to the Birthday Pal-alace. Your Big Birthday Party soon starts to
begin. In the finest Pal-alace you’ve ever been in!

Now this Birthday Pal-alace, as soon you will see, has
exactly nine thousand, four hundred and three Rooms to play games in! Twelve
halls for brass bands! Not counting the fifty-three hamburger stands. And
besides all of that, there are sixty-five roms just for keeping the
Sweeping-Up-Afterwards-Brooms. Because, after your party, as well you may
guess, it will take twenty days just to sweep up the mess.

First, we’re greeted by Drummers who drum as they
come. And next come the Strummers who strum as then come. And the
Drummers who drum and Strummers who strum Are followed by Zummers who come as
they zum. Just look at those Zummers! they’re sort of like plumbers.
They come along humming, with heads in their plumbing and that makes the music
that Zummers call zumming!

And all of this beautiful zumming and humming and
plumbing and strumming and drumming and coming…. all of it, all of it, All
is for you!

LOOK! Dr. Derring’s Singing Herrings! Derring’s Singing,
Spelling Herrings! See what Derring’s Herring’s do! They sing and spell it! All
for you! And here comes your cake! Cooked by Snookers and Snookers, The official
Katroo Happy Birthday Cake Cookers. And Snookers and Snookers, I’m happy
to say are the only cake cookers who cook cakes today made of guaranteed,
certified strictly Grade-A Peppermint cucumber sausage-paste butter! And the
world’s finest cake slicers, Dutter and Dutter and Dutter and Dutter, with
hatchets a-flutter, High up on the poop deck, stand ready to cut her.

Today you are you! That is truer then true! There is
no one alive who is you-er then you! Shout loud, “I am lucky to be what I am!
Thank goodness I’m not just a clam or a ham or a dusty old jar of sour
gooseberry jam! I am what I am! That’s a great thing to be! If I say so

Now, by Horseback and Bird-back and Hiffer-back too,
come your friends! All your friends! From all over Katroo! And the Birthday
Pal-alace heats up with hot friends and your party goes on! On and on
till it ends.

When it ends, you’re much happier, richer and
fatter. And the Bird flies you home on a very soft

So that’s what the Birthday Bird does in Katroo.
And I wish I could do all those great things
for YOU!”


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Posted by on July 7, 2009 in Uncategorized