A normal, boring woman as usual……

There are too many things going on at this day, from Grey Cup, to Gun ‘N’ Roses’ new release of “Chinese Democracy” and hey, today my oldest brother turned 39.  Old fart.

But we are not watching the Grey Cup tonight. Why should we when SK Roughriders had a very bad game, thanks to Bishop, resulting in being put out for the season after losing the semi-final game against BC Lions?

And I am not very sure about GNR’s new release because DH had to check out the songs but was VERY disappointed.  No wonder Slash didn’t bother to come back at all.

But I could say my brother should be grumbling as he is turning a year older today.  39 years ago (as to what my mom told me) my brother was born a preemie, two months early.  He spent two months in the hometown hospital, missing out his first Christmas at home, and finally was brought home in January. Growing up, he dreamed of becoming an architect, so he started out in the drafting course at the technical school, but didn’t get into the field until almost five years later.  Why so long?  At that time, there were limited jobs in the construction field here in SK.  He could have went to BC where there were more offers, but something held him back for some reason.  Perhaps it was his friends or girlfriends that he didn’t want to give up on?  Or maybe he didn’t want to be very far from us as a family? Who knows, but he finally got what he wanted that relates to his field (well, almost, but he is still there, as part-owner) and he works for the stucco company.  Throughout the years working for that company, he gained close friendships with the guys who are still there, was selected as a godfather to a son of one of the head supervisors (the godson is now 14), even found out that a friend of one of his workers dated and married one of my friends whom I worked with at a crafts store, and even made it clear one year to one worker who wanted to ask me out on a date that “I am not available” even though, YES, I AM AVAILABLE. No wonder he made me wait a little longer until DH came into my life so they were buddies for life LOL. We’ll give him a call to wish him a happy birthday tonight, probably interrupting a game of poker he is in LOL.

Well, the weather starts to warm up nicely, but unfortunately, the boys (DH and DS) are napping so maybe I can wait by making scuffles.  And lemon bars if this goes on LOL.

And I have to remember to get back on the stationary bike today as usual.

The day better go smoothly or I am not very happy at all.

Today, our 6-month-old cat Roxy has went from being a “mischievious kitten” to a “horny brat”.  Not good, and we still want to get her fixed before she drives us insane.  I do love her but she is insane.  Yes, insane LOL.

I did my best to promote the starter party for Friday the past 2 weeks and today, I am planning on calling a few would-be guests to confirm if they are attending the party or not.  Even tomorrow morning, I will be checking on moms who recieved the invitations and flyers at PlayLand, since it is a chance for them to come out and socialize for the evening and treat themselves to products that would compliment their home decor.  And hopefully it would be my chance to work from home without worry.

Yesterday, I had a box full of items that I had it sitting at the bottom of the shelf in the living room for the past year, plus two more boxes that are still at my parents’ house in the basement so I will go get them next week when I go for my appointment.  The boxes are filled with Christmas decorations and crafting items that MIL had cleaned out and passed them down to DH and I before she passed away.  While sorting the items out, there were candle holders, ornaments, even crafting supplies that were not even used, as well as hoop frames used to frame cross-stitch works  as well as three Christmas coffee cups, that I washed them and put them in the cupboard for the holiday use.  The rest?  Well, sadly, I had to throw them out, which are sparkle garlands, even crinkle ribbon, crunched up, and paper ribbon that were torn and faded, and broken ornaments.  Before I could throw them out, I had to wait for DH to get home from work to go through the box of them, and he simply told me to go ahead with it.  I knew he would be excited for Christmas to come because of our DS, butI can tell there is going to be sadness because this is the first year without MIL around.  And he doesn’t plan for us to get together with his family because of the big irrational blowup from the SILs after MIL’s funeral, screaming at him,”he was a problem in the family and wished he was NEVER born!”  Let’s put it this way, this family is not educated well about how to deal with a child with learning disabilities, and that for DH, he has better things in life than to waste time being told what to do by the family in a negative way.  All DH wanted to do was to start a better life for both DS and I in a different way from what he experienced throughout his childhood.  DH did alot of things that he never had in his past, and we are not talking toys, we are talking about what he wanted, was lots of hugs and kisses, as well as communicating and understanding as a family man.  When DH comes home after a long day of work, he may be tired but gets very excited when DS runs up to him and hugs him, as well gets a kiss from me.  When weekends and holidays are here, the house is never quiet at all, because DH can be found cranking up the music and DS would be dancing and laughing.  Even when “Monster JAm” shows are on, DS has to bring his toy monster trucks and play them with DH while the show was on.  And most of the time, it was cuddling time for DH and DS.  DH could not recall a time of cuddling with his parents at all.  He could not recall a time of playing with them at all, except hear them say,”Oh, I am too busy!”  Oh well, at least times changed for the better.

Hm,…………….I just have to find ideas of creating crafts for Christmas with what’s in the box, as well as making a grocery list for tomorrow’s shopping.

Just my vent that I need to make copies of flyers for me getting into the business.  I’ll phone around,………………. LOL.

DH decided, along with his co-workers and two managers, that they would work overtime simply for Christmas money.  For me, as a wife, I wonder if he could do it, if he would risk working the long hours and be very tired ALL the time that he would have no energy to play with DS?  But he assured to me that he and the co-workers would like to stay way ahead on production and inventory so that way, the company would not lack anything and still have the stock available for farmers and industrial workers.If that is what he wanted to do, that is fine.  But I still miss him around when it comes to overtime.  Even DS itch to cuddle to daddy every night.

WEll, that is my short thought of the morning.  I should go and clean up the place.

And there are far too much things going on today.  DS woke up sweating with a fever and he was not quite his happy self, and I knew that the flu was going around, so it looks like I have to cancel my doctor’s appointment today to care for the little sick boy.  I know it is not good for me and my pregnancy, but I can’t drive the little sick boy around when he should just rest and take it easy.  And DH is working as many hours as he can to support us so he can’t take time off to care for us and that is ok.  DS is a tough boy, he’ll get through it.

Today is my niece’s 14th birthday (my sister’s DD) and to be honest, I am still in shock and reeling over the fact that time flew by as usual.  From the time my niece was born, I will babysit her on some nights when my sister needed a break (she is not a type of person for patience with kids) and when my sister needed someone she could trust to look after my niece while she worked to make ends meet (because her ex would not support them AT ALL,……………..selfish, irresponsible jerk he is,………………….>:(….) it was me that practically RAISED my niece.  For a typical day, she (at 1.5 years old) and I would wake up the SAME time in mornings for breakfast, consisting of oatmeal and OJ, then we would both watch a bit of TV before my sister takes off for work.  Then my niece and I would go outside to play on a nice sunny day, then come in the house for lunch, and then go for a walk.  Then it was her nap time, which gave me time to shower, and do housework, and the time she wakes up from her nap time, we would go to a nearby playground for more fun.    Comes supper time, and she would pick out what would be GOOD for a meal (to me, nice try, but I don’t think that a can of alphaghetti is going to fill us up!)  My sister comes home after working 12 hours at the resort, and we would be having evening snacks (toast and warm milk) before bedtime.  So if you were wondering where my sister’s ex would be, who cares?!?  He was an absent family member who rather PARTY and “be a kid again” instead of being a MAN.  After my sister had the confidence to take my niece, pack up the bags and leave her ex after her ex took half the rent money and gambled it off, my family and I were RELIEVED.  So mom practically raised my niece while my sister worked to make ends meet to get the paperwork for divorce done.  Yes, it was not fair for my niece to see what was happening but as what my niece tells me, she does not recall a good memory of her bio dad at all.  To this day, she is very happy on what she does best, from hanging out with her friends at school, taking part in Dance classes (she has done it for more tha 7 years and she loved it!) to having a good family relationship with both her mom and her adopted father, but still rolls her eyes at what her little brother (at 6 years old) does with his crazy antics to drive the whole family BANANAS and live to tell both his grandmas of what he did (my mom is well informed as usual of his grandson’s update LOL).For me, I am really proud that my niece made it through life going from hardships to knowing that she has a good network of family and friends that cared alot.  I can’t see what is next in her life, but at least she is happy at she is doing now.

I know alot of you are excited today that the US election is TODAY, but elections makes me nervous.  And I hate setting my hopes too high for a certain candidate who don’t end up winning at all.

Well, I have better log off as the little boy needs cuddling and TLC on the couch from me.

Well, Halloween has come and gone and I could say it was a fun day.  It was very exciting that DH and I took DS on his very first official trick-or-treating in the neighbourhood.  It was a great feeling of seeing his cute face as he gets very excited about collecting treats (his favorite is Cheetos and Cheezies) and the only two places we had to take our vehicle are DH’s former co-worker ( an assistant manager at the dealership who terribly missed DH and their joking around on quiet times in the shop) as well as our family friend ( a couple with two tween DDs’) whom lived out of the area but within the city.  The time we got home, DS had two treats (of course, Cheetos) and after he had them, he was tired and crawled in bed.  Cute.  FOr us, so far, we had two kids at our door, and that was it.  Compared to 28 kids last year LOL.

I am officially in my 7th month of pregnancy and I don’t really know if I am sick and tired of being pregnant or just continuing the pregnancy experience for one last time before we stop at just two kids?  Of course, I vowed to stick to eating healthy (veggies wraps are still very delicious) but I just about blew it due to Halloween and how yummy the treats are.  But the best part is, I still crave milk and water as usual, along with fruits.  And I always feel alot better after using the stationary bike 20 minutes a day.  But goodness, Christmas is on the way and methinks, ugh, this is gonna be a scary one with the eating habits when I cannot resist thinking about mincemeat tarts.  Ok, more veggie wraps, please.

The baby still kicks as usual, and to me, there was nothing to worry about at all.  Whether I am standing, sitting, or laying down on my left side, it kicks.  If I didn’t feel the kicks, it was DH that will feel the movements of the baby.  Even DS will cuddle and hear the baby “gurgle around”, and even cuter, he says,”Hi, Baby!” to my tummy.

I went through my DS’s closet where all of the baby clothes and necessities were, and after going through three boxes and one garbage bag full of them, to me, I think everything is going to be okay as I am sure the green, white and yellow clothes would look good on either a boy or girl.  For months, DH was worried about how he was going to support DS and I as he had worked hard to stay on certain jobs he liked, but he just can’t win when it comes to employers and their “personalities” that ticks not only him off, but to other co-workers in workplaces.  But at his current job at the farm manufacturing factory, he really enjoyed working there, as well as glad he could take his bike to work only two minutes from where we live, which means that we didn’t use the Explorer that much like we used to when DH worked at the dealership.  So now, with Christmas approaching, we are saving money towards not only on gifts, food and gas for winter driving, but for the food and diapers to stock up on when the baby comes around.  I cannot guarantee if I will see natural birth or c-section but like as my OB/GYN said, we just have to go with the flow of my pregnancy as usual.

Well, that is all I could think of what is in my mind, but if I do have more to talk about, I will do it on my next blog.  I know I shouldn’t think too much, but thank goodness for my skill on crafting, sewing and embroidery, I still call them “my form of therapy”.  Oh wait, I have to include that DS’s laughs are still “de-stressors” to me.