kids social life...

Friday night my two youngest were invited to a Halloween dance at the school. I stood on the sidelines as a parent chaperon. The school gymnasium was transformed into a scary disco decorated with Halloween witches and pumpkins. Kids dressed as ghosts and skeletons rocked to Monster Mash and the electric slide. Jamie was hanging out with an astronaut and a zombie. Katie was glued to my hip.. monster watching. Prizes were being handed out all night for the best dance moves and Jamie was working the dance floor. A flood of parent chaperons got their groove on when Grease lighting was played....I found myself finger pointing and arm pumping like "Danny" yelling out the words...Katie joined in and Jamie looked on slightly embarassed....kids....After a few hours of dancing, treats and endless sodas we left feeling monster-fied. When we got home daddy was fast asleep on the couch and my moody teenager was sulking and complaining that his little brother and baby sister had more of a social life than him...laughing ..I knew he had a point.... but then suddenly realized that I too don't have much of one either... unless you count the kids parties that I chaperon......oh to be a kid again ..roller skating to YMCA and Funky Town.........if only I could have a week back of grade 6!....those were the DAYS!

wintertime in October?????!!!!!...

only in Canada eh?

our new family member...

meet "Flat"





Jamie came home yesterday from school and introduced us to "Flat". He will be staying in our home until November 18th. The paperwork clearly informed us that "Flat" must be treated like a family member and participate in our daily activities including when we go to the arena, grocery store, gymnastics or church....and to make sure we scrapbook our outings so Jamie can share them with the class. ( grrrr...another grade 3 project).... I can just see myself next week out with the kids treat or treating and fielding questions and stares from on-lookers wondering why the heck I am holding a paper doll.... but not to be discouraging I listened to Jamie's enthusiasm and watched how he spent the evening taking pictures of "Flat" and showing him to his room not before visiting and trying out Katie, Justins and my bed first...he spent some time in the washroom with Jamie, sat with us for dinner...even said the prayer, helped Jamie with his homework and watched a little tv before watching him take a bath and then listen to books. After a few hours of "Flat" , a dozen pictures and having a paper doll sit on my lap for books....I reminded Jamie and "Flat" that both of them better behave because my woodstove is always looking for paper....with that they both ran to bed............

Pictures...pumpkin farm

the munch-kins



zip-lining queen



another group shot



Don't shoot.....


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medical stuff....

I hate to admit it but I detest doctor's so much so that I really never go see a physician unless I am about to have a baby or worse have strep throat...seriously strep is up there with my maximum pain threshold...over the years little things like bronchitis,a small blood pressure issue and my asthma I ignore...hey supposedly I have exercised enduced asthma so I stopped exercising.......lol.....okay okay......and ...although I am trying to hold onto 39.....I realize its time for a physical and mammogram to prepare myself for my early 40's.....I need to keep my health in check for my kids......heck Katie is only 5.......I know its a responsibility I have as a parent...seriously if I didn't have kids I probably would avoid doctors altogether.....I just can't wrap my head around the fact that my girlfriend Careen wanted to be a nurse and work in a hospital...I get queasy the moment I step through the front doors of any medical building or hospital....the faintness and headache...the feeling of sickness comes over me...maybe its the smell of bad hospital food or its seeing people hooked up to machines and tubes in places they shouldn't be....the feeling of death is eminent and I can't wait to run the hell the other way.....and forget about eating.....can you really eat dinner after a day at the hospital......and I always find myself dodging the smokers outside the hospital doors..finding temptation to yell at them....um......hello.....did you see the cancer patients inside..duh?.......anyways so I finally did it...went for my annual physical....okay I haven't really seen a doctor since Katie was born...yes she is turning 6 in April...........I told ya...I hate doctors.....my mammogram is scheduled for Thursday...supposedly that hurts like hell.....but I can take it as long as it doesn't hurt as bad as strep throat..........and my cardiologist appointment is today.....yeah I kinda have a blood pressure issue....no worries ..no medication at this point but I need a 24 hour monitor put on me to wear at home..to check my ups and downs......this problem came to my attention back in my 20's...when I tried to get birth control pills at the university and the doctor refused because my blood pressure was an issue....hey I am okay...no problems yet.............and then today...the doctor's office calls....my blood work is back...and shows I am anemic....low iron....damn......so that explains some of the dizziness and fatigue....yeah yeah...I know what you are thinking....I should have just stayed away from the doctor's office....I would still be thinking in my mind how healthy I am instead of now suddenly feeling sick and weak.....damn doctors......lol.....

Pigs......

I just have to ask if I am weird?....okay don't answer that!......So here's the thing......I take the kids to the our local pumpkin farm yesterday for some zip-lining, pumpkin launching and pig races....sounds great....until I see it..........a hot dog and sausage stand 10 feet from the pigs track.....ummm....people eating hot dogs while looking at a live pig races?...that is just like seriously wrong...........hyperventillating...I grabbed the kids and headed to the hot chocolate and donut booth instead...gosh.....if my meat doesn't come nicely wrapped from a grocery store...there is no way in hell I will ever eat it....poor Mildred...if we don't see her at next year's races...we know she is being cooked up at the hot dog stand!......

Thanksgiving in Muskoka