Well it has been several weeks of being really busy in life to the point of eating out way too much.  I think yesterday my body really told me off.  When I put food in my mouth I suffere from many ailments (none really pleasant enough to post about)  So finally last night I was in the Swiss Chalet in Milton eating some spring rolls (or staring at it is more like it)  then I turned and there was a family across from eating and it was like one of those moments when time slows down and all I could see was the food going in their mouths and the chewing and all I could think of was how it was poison they were scarfing into their throats.  I became very naseated watching and then I took a few bites of my supper to try to get this whole 'food is poison' idea out of my head.  Well I had a few bites of supper and I couldn't eat anymore.  I think with all the eating out and crap my body is at it's max for toxins.  So today I have been reading about fasting and I am overwhelmed now.  So I decided to do a 3 day raw fruit, vegetable, water and pepermint tea fast.  I just need to clense the body if you know what I mean.

Anyone out there ever do this before?

Seneca is dragging the laundry basket around (too heavy to pick up she says)  then I realize Romy is hiding in it under the clothes so I jokingly bend over to pick it up and say to seneca...well I will just dump this big load in the washer.  At the same time Romy decided to jump out of the basket and in the process the back of her head makes contact with the left side of my jaw I heard a loud *POP* and the pain.  I called to steve and just said "i think I am hurt!" and go sit on the couch.  I am all sweaty and hot and feel like I am going to pass out.  Steve tells me to open my jaw and I do..then to bite down and OUCH!!!  The right side of my jaw is screwed up.  I can talk and move my jaw around but now just sitting here trying to take my mind off the weird feeling in the right side. Ouch.

So anyway...i haven't really been home for days and with that not online.  I have had a few emails asking me what I thought of the reunion and I thought since I haven about 30 min to myself I would try to collect my thoughts and BLOG!!!  ewww I so hate that word.

Driving west on the 401 from London to the Tilbury cut off I soon remembered why I hate that stretch of highway so much.  BORING!!!!  Then when I got into Tilbury I called Christina and the phone said out of service.  So we drove around looking to steal someone's wireless connection and finally got a connection near the KFC lol.  I then say I had switched some numbers around and got a hold of Christina.  Drove to her house and it was crazy to see someone you had known many years ago, and you expect them to look different and they look exactly the same.  We sat and chatted and it was a great way to start the evening.  Then we left way to late LOL...drove down to Wheatley but did not have enough time to take a peek at the old house.  So right onto Leamington.  We did get a room at the seacliffe (was nice...but way too expensive for how nice it was) Just enough time to get cleaned up and dressed and then over to the Roma club.  To run into Mary in the parking lot was good timing because we had planned on going in together. 

The first hour was pretty surreal for me.  Seeing all these familiar faces from many years ago.   Everyone looked exactly the same to me.  I wanted to sit with each and every one and get the last 20 years...but that was impossible.  There were even a few people that I didn't even get to say hi to.

Dinner was great, the slide show was hilarious, and the chatting was the best.  Mind you the music was a bit too loud for me (remember I am freakin Deaf and my hearing aid only takes in the loudest noise) so I am sure I missed alot of info and my throat was sore from yelling.

There were a few people I was expecting to see and didn't because they didn't show and a few people I didn't expect to see and was thrilled to catch up with them. 

The organizers did a great job and I am sorry I missed out on the picnic the next day.  I would have loved to have had my kids there to show off.  I left Leamington around 10 am and just made it back to the Muskokas in time for the BBQ I had to be at (4pm)

If there is a picnic next year I would be sure to come.  But I think for the year after (2009) I think it would be cool to have a big 40th BIRTHDAY BASH for all of us.  *don't you think???*

Anyway...I think it is time to advil...the jaw is throbbing.

Mommy?  If I want to be a BEE keeper when I grow up how do I get the bees to move into those white boxes?

Well it is July 13, 2007 (ohhhhh scary) and so far the weather has been ???!  I have been working hard all spring at our cottage and I figure about 4 more full days of work and it should be ready to enjoy.

My pottery has been on hold for that last few months with my bum arm...my arm is pretty much back to normal...but my pottery room turned into storage and I just don't have the energy to clean it out to get to my wheel.

My photography???  Another thing that is collecting dust.  I was just recently asked to submit some of my work for the Muskoka Tourist Industry so that is cool.  But I need to get more shots done.

My actual paying job....it has been a few months of a nightmare and even though I have wanted to quit due to the fact I am waiting of the government to decided what my pay will be (yeah I have been working 3 1/2 months without pay.  Something just told me to stick with it.  I did and now I find out I am making GREAT money and I can invoice and get my 3 months at once...Yes I am rich again!!!  ok not rich but I can pay my mortgage and not watch every penny.

My kids like everyone else's kids are on summer holidays and they have been to the toronto zoo, the royal ontario museum, and they are going to be going to the science centre and Santa's village...and it is not me taking them to any of these places.  Should I feel guilty???  I do...but they are with yaya (grandma) and other families members for these trips.  I am usually the one they hang out at the beach with (at our cottage) which brings me back to my original complaint...the weather is SHIT!!!  All I hear is them playing and singing MR. SUN SUN MR. GOLDEN SUN!!!  He actually shines when they sign this and they think it is the magic song. cute.

Well that is enough blabla bla for one day.

I am not a big fan of pets...I can't stand hair around the house...I can't stand my own hair around the house.  Anyway...my kids wants a pet.  I tried the fish thing...but man the bowl stinks after a couple of days.  I would shoot a bird (and I don't do poo)  dogs?  nope, cats...yuck.  hamsters...we had one and it bit seneca. 

So now my girls think they are dogs.  Every few seconds they come to me on all fours panting with a ball in their mouth wanting me to throw it down the hall.  They want their food in a bowl on the floor. 

I sure hope they pass this phase.  Or I might have to break down and get them a pet so I can have my girls back.

Well we made it without incident.

The 8 of us convoyed to Detroit and just got lost once trying to find the car park area...if we read the directions we wouldn't have gotten lost.  But made it to the airport...the kids were buzzin and it was fun.  Seneca had a freak out on the plane (I think she was just over tired and grumpy)

We finally got into our cabin and the next day we headed to Magic Kingdom.

The next week flew by with up getting up around 8 and heading off to parks and then home to crash.  there were two nights we stayed out till midnight at the parks.

I have around 140 pictures and it is tough trying to decide which one to post 

Next time we go we are going for 2 weeks and we want to try staying at Port Orleans (riverside) and get the 10 day park hopper and do the disney dining option.  We will be going again in 4 or 5 years so lots of time to save my pennies again.

:)

It all started back in college.  I was attending Sir Sandford Fleming School of Natural Resources, studying Geology.  There was a guy in my school, actually several being I was the only girl in my class back in 88-91.  But there was this one...Jamie Armstrong.  6', auburn hair, green eyes, the goalie of the college hockey team.  He was the life of the party...girls would get drunk just off of him and I was no exception.  He would flirt with me off and on but nothing that really said I was the one.  Then I was invited to a house party of his and he made if very clear that he was 'into' me.  So we started dating.  I lived just down the road from him but I spent ALL my time at his place.  He lived with 3 other guys from the Hockey team and at all times of the day and night there were several people hanging out etc...  I made sure his house/room was in order, ironed his shirts and even made meals for the boys.  Then there was a teacher's strike and everyone went home except for some (I was one to stay).  Well I basically moved into his place while they were all gone.  I spring cleaned the whole place and added that girly touch.  When the strike was over everyone came back and he was hot and cold.  Sometimes he was 'into' me and other times he just wasn't (looking back now it was called having a life and not being co-dependant)  Anyway...I felt hurt alot of the time.  I did all these things for him and he was just the life of the party all the time.  I had to claw the other girls away from him all the time.  Just was exhausting.

Then I was in the library doing some research when I passed a book called "The Peter Pan Syndrome"  I reached up and the next thing I knew I was deep into this book.  This book was about Jamie, every line, every word.  I thought "OMG I am dating Peter Pan!"  I read and read hoping to find the answers to make him more responsible to make him grow up and make him mine.  I didn't find them.  I finally came out of the book and reached to put it back and next to it was another book called "The Wendy Dilema"  I stood there scared to take the book down.  Finalfly I reached up and pulled it down with that sinking feeling in my stomach.  That night I realized my problem, not Jamie's.  I was Wendy.  And DAMN it! I didn't want to be WENDY.  Wendy cooked and cleaned and looked after everyone and who did Peter hang out with and have all his fun adventures with?????  RIIIIGHT TINK.

That day I vowed NEVER to be Wendy again.  I became Tink and never looked back.  Yes I gave up Jamie Armstrong and it still pains me to this day, but I know that I would not have been happy with a boy that never grew up. 

Jamie contacted me recently after not seeing each other for 12 years and we talked about our relationship a bit.  I told him that I 'thought' I was in love with him but today I just realized I was only addicted to  him and that I have to go cold turkey.  We still stay in touch through e-mails and talk about meeting up when we are in the same area....but I am happy to say I made the right choice.  Peter Pan is still flying around Never Land but without Tink

18 YES 18 More days and we are on our way to FLORIDA...staying at Fort Wilderness for one week.  8 of us...5 adults 3 kids.

I can't wait!!!  The kids are peeing themselves with excitement.

We have a cool cabin with a full kitchen, deck and BBQ, picnic table. 

I have been 7 times a few times right in disney and a few times outside of disney and I tell you nothing compares to staying ONSITE!

I have a weekend planned in the city (T.O.) and leave my kids over night with a babysitter (their house)  I pick them up and Seneca walks past me and gets in the CRV buckles up and passes out.  Ok busy girl must have played hard right?

Well then she just gets sicker and sicker.  Finally I take her to the hospital (temp 107!) and she has pneumonia!  Well she is finished her antibiotics and is well.  But then Romy gets sicker and sicker.  In the hosptial Sat and they say it is viral and to just treat the fever and if she is not improved my Monday to bring her back in.  So Monday night I take her temp (HIGH) and treat her and she barfs it all up.  So I say ENOUGH and pack her up and head in.  She is massively dehydrated so after 2 failed IV attempts with her FREAKING out and me silently freaking out I asked if they could sedate her when they try again.  So they did (yet it was another needle in the leg and she flippin lost it.  Then she went down for the count and the 3rd IV attempt worked.  13 hours later they released us and we got home and then her temp flaired up again.  JEzzzuSSS!  I got it down again and she is taking in fluids...which is easier now because she understands that if she doesn't drink she has to get an IV.  Two different docs said it was viral and to run it's course...but something doesn't seem right in my gut.  *sigh*

Are we allowed to swear on here?

Anyway...a day away from the home show and I am getting a freakin zit from the fourth plane of hell right on the middle of my chin...holy heck.

I am stressing because I hate printing and framing my photographs...I hate it hate it.

Ok...gone to meditate.........