This Time Tomorrow

I will be on a plane to an all inclusive resort in Mexico.

Grandparents are installed.

Kids are distracted.

Suitcase, um, okay, not packed. But that's because I had to clean the house and do laundry before in-laws arrived.

Next time you hear from me, I'll be coming at you live from the beach.

(And happy turkey-fest to all you Yanks today.)

LaLaLaLaLaLa (I Can't Hear You)

Things you don't particularly want to hear around the house:

• Daddy! Daddy! I know how to pee standing up now. (Cue cleaning supplies.)

• Mommy! What's that pile of goop Jakey's playing with over there? (That would be dog puke.)

• Rip! *giggle, giggle* Shred! *giggle, giggle* Tear! *giggle, giggle* Hey Jakey, whatchya doin-n-n-n-n.... Crap. Honey, you didn't want any of those dust covers on your books, did you?

• Jake-e-e-e-e-y! Don't eat all the lion stickers! (Apparently it's okay in the kid world to eat the giraffe, zebra, and hippo stickers. Cue fish hook sweep.)

What's given you the lalala's lately?

Can a Working Girl Catch a Break?

Nablopomo might just kill me.

That, or everyone in the house being down with fevers and coughs. You think one sick male is bad? Multiply by four because, oh yes, Chilco decided to get an ear infection at the same time. I now have four males huddled listlessly around the tv, pitifully moaning for equal amounts of mommy/wife/owner attention.

While my Google Reader count rises to heretofore untold numbers.

And all I can think is that Jake, my darling one year old, has a "call back" audition for Monday that he better be ready for is all I can say. That's your college fund dude. I intend to pump him up with all kinds of infant Motrin tomorrow, because I'm totally, studiously avoiding all the Motrin controversy that apparently exploded all over the internet this weekend. Because you know, I know that the mommies are all up in arms and all about oh my god get over it will you some perceived slight to sainted moms everywhere. But it really works. Especially the kid versions. Just sayin'.

Anyway, tomorrow is going to be stressful. Like this weekend wasn't enough.

And those Nablopomo posts keep rolling in. And all I can say is that really, couldn't ya'll just not do your homework for one night? Seriously.

Push Just A Little Too Late

Yep, I'll bet if you're Canadian, you recognize those lyrics from Moist's hit song "Push". My roommates and I played Silver (the CD) to death during our university years, but I regret to say I never saw the band live.

This past Friday night remedied the situation. Although David Usher no longer plays with his Moist bandmates, he still tours and releases music under his own name. And let me say, this concert was easy to watch in many ways... he is one good looking artist.

We happened to score free tickets to the show (and backstage passes) since my David has struck up a relationship with David Usher, based on a conversation they ended up having at Toronto's MESH conference this year. I wished we could have stayed long enough to go backstage, but the last encore song ended at 12:30am, and, as any parent knows, regardless of how late we stay up, our kids will still want to be up at 5:30am.

I feel so, I don't know, I-could-be-in-my-20s, posting some pictures from the concert.

Jingle Bells, Batman Smells, Robin Laid an Egg

Oh, yes. It's true. I'm coming at you with a post about Christmas trees over at Bloghers ACT Canada.

You know you're ready to talk a little Christmas tree trash...

Check it out!

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ReEntry

I'm slowly re-entering the blogosphere.

I thought I'd start with something easy... Hallowe'en photos. Here are Jake the Lion and Nate the Tiger/Lion. Nate will probably be upset when he's older and he realizes we tricked him a little. See here for the background!

I wanted to do Nate's face paint, but he had this done at his preschool and refused to have it changed.



I didn't even bother trying to paint Jakey's face.



Lions and Tigers and Bears! Oh my! Okay, I guess I should've been a bear.



The family. Any guesses what David is?



David's art work.