Friday, December 14, 2012

The Land of Giants

L turned 2 on the December 11th. My last baby is now a toddler. I'm not sure how I feel about this just yet. I do know I suddenly feel like this:


After L's 2 year check up on the 12th I was curious to see how tall he would be as an adult. So I went looking online for growth charts, and came across the Parents Canada Growth Chart. This thing is super cool. You follow one of two links depending on the age of your child. The first link is from 0 to 36 months. The second link is for 3 to 20 years old. This is great for parents who have lost those vaccination leaflets the doctors record weight and height as well as vaccines in. Once you've picked a link it brings you to a page to plop in your information for your child. It even has a converter linked right into the page so you don't need to google cm to inches. (keep in mind these are all approximates based on if they continue to grow at the same rate for the next 10-20 years.)

So I input L's stats and was like cool, this kid is going to be huge, just like I thought. Then I weighed and measured the other three. Well after those results, not only do I feel old, but I also feel like soon I'll be in the land of giants. This must be payback for laughing at my mother's sudden height shrinkage.




Sunday, December 9, 2012

Merry Christmas 2012: Have the Mayan's Got You Too?

(google images)


We have 11 more days before the world comes to an end according to the Mayan Calendar. I do believe in God, however, I cannot help but be sucked into this just a little. What if the Mayans did know something we didn't. There are many theories of what will happen, and if we go by what God says in that we won't know the time or day, then all is fine. However, I panic. A lot. Which means I probably shouldn't be interested in things like aliens and Nostradamus, but I am. I also like history. I just watched some interesting program on the History Channel called Battles B.C. Sure it's an old program, circa 2009. But it had some interesting historical facts on David the giant slayer of the Bible.

I'm not all doom and gloom here. In fact, through all of this I still decorated my tree, bought Christmas gifts and written out approximately 100 Christmas cards. I do have to send some via email, so you tree huggers don't get your jock straps and panties in a bunch, I am doing my part. To calm my Impending Doom Syndrome I have started to make a list of the pros and cons of the world coming to an end Dec.21, 2012. (BTW is this supposed to happen at the stroke of midnight the morning of Dec. 21 or 11:59pm?)


The World Ending

Pros:

I'll no longer need to pay my mortgage

Debt? What debt? That got wiped out by the Mayan Calendar

Karma wiped out all the douche's in my life in one fell swoop. (Well done Mayan's. Well done)

No more insane drivers or traffic jams! Booyah!

I won't have to pay for gas anymore. No more excuses from the media why the gas spices spiked this week. Cause really we all know it's to line the governments pockets while they spoil our land and suck out all the Earth's natural resources.

In Heaven my husband could see and my kids would no longer have bad attitudes.

In Heaven I'd spend all day singing and sound so much better than I do now that I haven't practiced every day like I used to. (seriously, singing Christmas songs to the kids and I sound like Kermit the Frog)

I would no longer scream, "get this kid out of here so I can take a crap!" I'm sure God will have thought to make it where we won't need to waste time in the little girls/boys room ever again!

All my hangups, gone. The Earth will be desimated, what is there to have hang ups about?

Gold streets and Mansions people! That's what I'm talking about!

Cons:

The world ends and all the time and money I spent picking out gifts will be for not as I won't know if the recievers really liked it.

I will have wasted too much time and miss out living the life I want to live. (currently working on this all year, so yeah, that would blow chucks seeing how far I've gotten)

All those Christmas cards I spent three days writing out. Pointless unless the remaining life knows how to read and have the same names as those on the cards.

It really is just a change of a life cycle and life goes on but drastically different. (I will remind you that I don't do change well)

A giant biological virus is released and Zombies become real. (You really think that I was going to make a post about the apocolypse and NOT mention zombies? c'mon who do you think you are reading?)

The idiot governments decide to blast each other and blow everything up, leaving most of us dead and either I survive my husband and kids, or vice versa. (Yeah, not a world I would want to live in and at that point would advocate suicide)

Nothing changes and the fiscal cliff is real and we all spiral into a recession that leads to looting, death and absolute chaos.

Nothing changes and the fiscal cliff is a lie the governments told us so they could tax the shit out of us and have us kill ourselves off from looting, etc. ourselves instead of going after the rat bastards who put us in this position. (Damn I need to win the lottery in 11 days to be rich and survive)

As a Canadian, the U.S. fiscal cliff will give our passive government a reason to a)sell us all of to forgein land, or b)tax the shit out of us like the Americans. In that case refer to the above two cons.

My biggest con after all this, really is the world ending because of a man made disaster to make this prophecy real, and only a few survive. Me being one of them, without my husband and children to help me carry on.


I'm sure I'll come up with more in the next 11 days. So, what are your pros and cons for the end of the world?



Monday, December 3, 2012

My Christmas Wish List

I have seen some funny blog posts popping up lately from some very funny bloggers. This is not one of those posts. While I concur with what many are saying, the common theme and one I yell throughout the year is "Can I please take a crap without the circus?" The circus being, the 6 year old coming in to wash his hands, the 4 year old who "just want to talk to you", the 23 month old unable to survive two minutes without seeing my beautiful face, the cat who isn't opposed to going as far as sticking her paw under the door to say she cannot possibly live that moment without me. I'm thankful my hubby and 15 year old understand the need for pooping privacy.

Then there is the bed. Another wish is to just get to sleep a full night in a bed, by myself. Don't get me wrong, I love waking up to L's mischievious smile and kids under my feet and on my legs, but not every. Single. Morning. SPACE PEOPLE! I know, one day I will wish they were there. Yeah, you obviously don't know me very well and how much I covet my sleep and personal space.

But I digress, this is a wish list that has me feeling old. Yet, it has me feeling somewhat accomplished, even if just a little. It will give me learning room and able to create and gift and feel skillful and important even if only to my children. My daughter thinks I can make everything she sees on TV. I'm flattered, it's just that reality is gonna be quite the kick in the pants when she gets older and those rose coloured glasses start to chip their colour. For now she can believe that I can make everything her little heart desires.

So there is a theme to my list, can you see what it is?


A rotary cutter, clear ruler and mat would definitely help me with some projects that I'd like to start on, but refraining from


This dressmakers dummy is gorgeous. I think right now I more want it for decoration, although eventually I would love to start making dresses and such.


And check out these beautiful fabrics from IKEA. Yes, we now have one in Winnipeg. I am tempted to venture in just to purchase these awesome patterns. Or, someone could just do that for me and gift me a yard or two of each. *wink wink*





So there you have it. My list. A new sewing machine would be on there, but my wonderful husband bought me one for my birthday. I can't wait to use it!

What's on your Christmas Wish List?





Sunday, December 2, 2012

14 Years In The Making

This year has been one of trying to get to a healthier me. It has not been easy. After my last baby I had a heck of a time losing weight. I spent many months being asked if I was pregnant again. How utterly embarrassing and damaging to a new mothers self esteem. Sure at baby number four I'm hardly considered a "new" mother, but rest assured that each pregnancy, each post pregnancy moment brings with it it's own challenges and everything before it seems the easiest thing ever done. Like the birthing experience, how easily we forget the challenges once they have passed.

I went through a few tests and found that my only issue with my weight was me. So I dropped 30lbs. I was feeling good, but the one thing that never changed was what I can only describe as a heaviness in my abdomen. I've experienced this heaviness for the last 14 years. I first felt it when I lost most of my pregnancy weight with my eldest. However, the doctor I was seeing at the time felt it was nothing and let it go. It wasn't a constant ache and I'd just sleep with a pillow under my belly to ease the weighted feeling if I slept on my side. For the most part, working out helped ease any overt discomfort during the day. Eight years later I had my second son. Then two years after that my daughter. The weighted feeling only happened at night when I slept on my left side, I associated it with being overweight. I gained 30lbs and then the weight with pregnancy, even with weight loss, I was always a constant 30lbs overweight. Then two years ago I gave birth to baby L, all things changed, and that brings me to today.

So I was doing well and lost 30lbs of pregnancy weight, and the pain in my abdomen became constant and unreal once I hit 178lbs. I would be at work and randomly double over in pain. Sleep became broken and the pillow under my stomach no longer eased anything. I went back to my new doctor. An internal ultrasound was done and that is when they found it. A dermoid cyst on my left ovary. Finally I know what the heck is going on. Now what does this mean? Are they willing to remove this, or do I have to go through more years of pain and discomfort? An MRI was scheduled two months later to determine the size. Then I was scheduled to see a surgeon at the Heartland Fertility & Gynocology Clinic where I got another internal ultrasound so he could check out the situation. The Dr. was amazing. I was also dealing with severe PMS after my last baby and he helped me with that as well. Showing me what was causing it and giving me a solution. After explaining the procedure, that they would take the cyst and most likely the tube as well, I was put on a waiting list. Most people would be furious with a 3-6 month wait after fourteen years of pain, but seeing as I had a half marathon coming up in three months, I was in no hurry for it to happen until after my race.

Praise be to God! A week after my race I got a phone call from the clinic asking if I still wanted the surgery as they had a cancellation. My eyes lit up, of course I do. The next week I filled out forms and the date was set. November 29, 2012. That month was the longest month ever. The pain and flare ups were constant from Halloween night on and I had to stop losing weight and maintain a 182 - 185lbs weight to keep most of the pain away. Then, a week before the surgery I got sick. Praise be to God again! I was almost 100% better by the morning of the surgery. Thankful to all my friends and family for their prayers and well wishes for fast healing so I could get my surgery.

10:30am I walked into the Grace Hospital in pain with a weighted belly. At 8:30pm I hobbled out of the wheelchair into my father's car drowsy, in pain, but no more unbearable weight.

I did ask for pictures. I figured I should get to keep some momento of the thing that I grew in me for 14 years that I finally got to birth. So here's the gross part of my post, the queasy best look away now.



Look at this sucker! That is my ovary. The cyst is somewhere inside. Apparently I'm a clam growing my own personal pearl. Do you think they go through this much pain popping one of those precious suckers out?


Look at the difference. That is what a 6cm cyst inside an ovary does. On the right is what a normal ovary should look like in form and size. On the left is my Pearl. Yes, as of right now, dermoid cyst is named Pearl.


Alrighty all. Meet Pearl. My hairy, cartilage filled dermoid cyst. Absolutely creeptastic. Would have been cooler if maybe there was some teeth or an eye don't ya think? (They did take Pearl and my left fallopian tube).

Four incisions later, I'm on some pretty decent pain killers and relaxing in bed. At least for now. I have four kids, we had a family function tonight and my hubby goes back to work on Monday. I think I need to find me a babysitter for the next week. Any takers? You can have a closer look at Pearl if you'd like.




Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Brain Melt

I am not sure what to write about anymore. My life is so busy that by the time I get to remembering the funny stuff it's months behind and nothing witty comes to the surface. I don't know that anyone wants to hear about my boring life.

So, then what have I been up to?

I made a tutorial for an easy cat costume for Halloween here. I have written my second chapter and now waiting it's return, hoping I improved, even if just a little. Nothing worse than thinking your taking their advice only to find you haven't learned a thing. I have also added a line to my business and started making decorative pillows which you can find at By L.A.C.E. as well.

I am still raising money for Bobby's Fund over at Reece's Rainbow, check out Jane's blog post over at Forget-Me-Nots on the Flight Platform. If we get to $3,000 raised, I'm on of the people going to dye my hair the colour of a rainbow. Yep, you still get another chance to see that one happen.

I am working on a priority list instead of a to do list. I find to do lists leave me finishing my small stuff, while never getting to the important stuff. I cleared so much off my plate within a week during this process. This last week I've been slacking. I'm experiencing a ton of anxiety. I have a surgery coming up on the twenty-ninth and I'm nervous about the recovery time, how it will affect my job, my kids, my husband, my life. I need the surgery, but it still has me trippin'.

My husband had to be rushed to emergency. One of the most creepiest and scariest moments in my life. He's fine now, but we were scared there for a bit. We don't know if it was an allergic reaction to our cat or his contact got stuck and scratched his eye. Not something either one of us wants to experience ever again.

My eldest has done well with his schooling. The best marks I've seen from him in four years. So proud. My other two are excelling in their classes as well. I'm just feeling overwhelmed by life, but bored if that makes any sense. Yeah, I don't get it either. One minute I can't catch my breath and cannot move one more step. Then after about 15min, my mind is roaming and saying, "do something damn it. You've got this to do and that to do, and this game is boring." One day I'm hoping I'll be able to slow down, even if it's just a little bit. And not because my body is falling apart because I'm old and brittle.

So here we are. Right here. So much behind me, and so much to look forward too. I wonder what the next couple of months will bring. And hoping the Mayans are wrong, I have plans for 2013. The world ending doesn't fit into those plans.


Wednesday, November 7, 2012

After All Is Said And Done: Half Marathon Edition

Phew! It's taken me a bit to get here. My race was October 20th. I'd like to thank all of you for your support. I didn't reach my goals, but I did get some money towards the places I was running for and that feels pretty darn good.

For The Heart and Stroke Foundation I raised $70.00 and on the $60. fee for running in the Winnipeg Fire Paramedic Half Marathon, together we raised $130 out of the $250 I was aiming for. Not too shabby. Thank you!

For Kids of Kalinovka's Happy Home Project, I didn't raise what I wanted. I think my hopes were too high and I was a bit unorganized. So a zero on that one. out of $250. Regardless, thank you all for your support, I was trying for a lot :D

For Bobby's Fund, I think we did pretty good. I had put $25 prior into his fund that I never added to my total, plus $25 from sales of my Cuddly's and together we raised $50 out of the $100 I was aiming for for this little man. Thank you!

Again, thank you for all your support!

So now, how did my race go? It was the toughest out of the two I've done. Why? It wasn't that I didn't train enough. It was because my whole house came down with the flu race weekend. It wasn't just here either. Jane from Flight Platform Living and her 15 for 50 rainbow team were all sick too. Most of us weathered through it. A few others waited until the weekend after to do a long walk in support when they had passed over the worst of their illness.

I think we all did fabulous. I almost passed out at mile 5 and then mile 10 - 12 had me feeling deathly sick, but your belief in me and my belief that one person can make a difference kept me pressing on. Thinking of everything and everyone I was running for kept me moving and finished in 2: 42: 22. Pretty darn good for being as sick as I was.

Here's me before the race:





Here is my photographer, personal driver and one of my cheerleaders. My father. (The other one was at home puking his guts out. Literally. Poor hubby)




No end race pics. I wanted to purchase some pics, but couldn't decide on just one. I really didn't want to fork out $50 for them all when I could put that money towards many other things. My bad for not bringing the camera. I tell ya, I looked exhausted and worn out, but I did my sprint and warrior yell at the end. Then went home to a hot bath and bed to sweat out the rest of that flu.

Here I am a few days later with my medal. Yes, I also ran for me. That medal was what I coveted for me, and I got it.


Once again, thank you. My readers, my friends and my family for your support. I truly couldn't have done it without you.





Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Healing Hearts and Lives: Half Marathon Edition

Last week I came to you with this post stating how much I needed you. I was and am auctioning off my Cuddly's. Now, I'm not unrealistic in thinking that someone will spend a crazy amount on a stuffed animal. I am hoping to get a nibble or two, even if it is only $15 dollars for one of the charities I am auctioning these adorable Cuddly's for. So come on, bid, all proceeds go directly to the charity and I pay for the shipping. Or you can stay right here and donate directly to the sites. Just tell me in the comments below how much you donated, to which charity and I'll add it to the tally thermometers on the right side of my blog!

So here again is the link to the blog post where I am auctioning off my Cuddly's.

Here is the link (yes, it's up and working now!), to the Heart and Stroke Foundation of Manitoba. My goal for here is $250. Why am I running? It comes close to home for me. My father suffered three strokes years back in just as many days. He was lucky all it didn't affect too much. He gets tired more easily and had to retire from the Army Reserves, but he is still with us. My mother suffered an aneurysm last October and a mild stroke as her body was lying in the hospital fighting to stay alive. She survived and while things are different for her now she is alive and my parents just celebrated their 35th Wedding Anniversary. Raising money for research that could keep one more person alive seems like a no brainer. ***Note, the link is not taking people to the page. So still click on the link. Click on Events. A drop down box shows up and at the bottom is search for a participant. Click on that. Type in Sarah Manchuk and it will take you to my page.

Here is the link for the Kids of Kalivoka. For the Happy Home project that is being built. There are so many children in countries like the Ukraine that are given up by their parents to orphanages just because they are born with disabilities, or immune issues like HIV. The mentality there is like it was here approximately 50 years ago. The child is better off in the care of hospitals, in institutions. Not in the care of their loving parent. With no resources for families, they are given up to the state. This link goes to building a support home for these children who outgrow their "baby homes". It helps those children who grow out of the "baby home" and would otherwise be transfered to an institution. Those children who don't get adopted to a loving family. Here they can live a fuller life, than they otherwise would. This home is just like the support community homes we have here in Canada. This home is a step in the right direction to help change the old ideas in the Ukraine and other places like it. One person CAN make a difference. Don't have that cup of coffee this week and gift it to the kids in Kalinovka. My goal for here is also $250.

Here is the link for Bobby's Fund. Bobby is a child looking for his "Forever Family". Reece's Rainbow is a wonderful charity that helps families bring home their children. Adoption is a hefty fee, from paperwork to travel fees. So Reece's Rainbow sets up funds for children to hold this money for a particular child. This is a real charity, it does help. I have seen it first hand this past year with "Francine". The family only needed $5000 more to get their precious child. Once Francine's fund hit $5000. The last leg of the adoption was taken and the judge granted the family their daughter. So let's do this! Together!

Again, if I raise $100 in Bobby's fund and at least $150 in the fund for Kids of Kalinovka by October 15th I will dye my hair rainbow coloured. As well for every Cuddly sold $5 is going to Bobby's fund. If I get close to my goal I will tie different coloured ribbons in my hair for race day for the illusion of dyed hair. I of course have a cool outfit that I am wearing for the race for the Winnipeg Fire Paramedic Service Half Marathon. It's outrageous. It's noticable. But it's all in the name of Healing Hearts and Lives. Join me now!


Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Down To The Wire and I Need You: Half Marathon Edition

Well everyone it's down to the wire, and I NEED you and your support NOW! I have written a couple of posts before. But now I will be bombarding you with posts until October 19, 2012.

I am running a half-marathon. The Winnipeg Fire Paramedic Service Half to be exact. My goal is to raise $250 for the Heart and Stroke foundation of Manitoba. I did have a link up, however, in contact with the HSFM support it was taken down by accident and they are looking to fix it. However, my race is in 17 days people! So now what? Now I find another way to try and raise money. So here we go.

I am auctioning off 3 of my Cuddly's for each of the fundraisers I'm doing in conjunction with this half marathon. All three will have a starting bid of $15 cdn dollars. That is what they retail for. I will be paying the shipping when the highest bidder is chosen. Remember my goals everyone. $250.00 cdn for the Heart and Stroke Foundation of Manitoba; $250.00 for the kids of Kalinovka; and $100.00 for Bobby's fund. You can see to the right on my side bar where I am at goal wise. Please help me, help others.

On top of me raising this money. IF, and only if, I reach at $100 for Bobby's fund and at least $125.00 for the kids of Kalinovka for their Happy Home project I WILL dye my hair rainbow colour for race day.








Your choice: Brown & Pink or Brown & Circles

Cause: The Heart & Stroke Foundation of Manitoba (My family has had too many close calls with heart and stroke issues for me to not run and raise money).

Goal: $250.00

Starting bid: $15.00

Auction closes: October 18, 2012 (midnight)






Your choice: One of the Koala's shown here.

Cause: The kids of Kalinovka Happy Home (Link brings up the last happy home they completed for 9 lucky boys.)

Goal: $250. ($125 or more for me to dye my hair race day)

Starting bid: $15.00

Auction closes: October 18, 2012 (midnight)





Your choice: One of the Bunny's shown here.

Cause: Bobby's fund (Since money is usually all that keeps these children from having "forever families", Reeces Rainbow has a wonderful program of holding donated funds for each special child for their new families to help pay for the adoption process)

Goal: $100.00

Starting bid: $15.00

Auction closes: October 18, 2012 (midnight)


With all the fundraisers and causes in the world, I know that one more can sometimes feel like so much. I would like to thank you for at least taking the time to read my plea. I of course would love for you all to pass along this posting, bid really high and let's reach my goal together. Thank you again, my readers, my champions. I can't wait to see what we can achieve together.

**Please post in the comment section your bid and email your bid to createdbyl.a.c.e@gmail.com so I can contact you with your winning bid on Oct. 19***


Tuesday, September 18, 2012

And It All Goes Back To Normal. Whatever That Is.

Holy Bananas! I have found myself saying that a lot lately. I was feeling like I was going bananas for a while there. School was out, the kids were pulling me in many directions, along with my job, my writing course, expo preparation and vacation. I have survived. A lot sleep deprived, but I survived.

So here we are. September is almost over and we are getting back into the swing of things. My eldest is in Grade 10. So far he seems to be faring better at school and making attempts to get his work done. I really hope this lasts all year this time. Aiming for the no fighting, me breathing down his neck like an angry mommy dragon year. Hey, one can dream. My second baby is in his first year of all day school. Grade 1 is a tough one. He's enjoying it and learning, it's the long days that are getting to him. By Wednesdays he's starting to look pretty rough. By Thursday he's looking weepy. By Friday, tears are flowing. The teacher says it takes about a month to get acclimated to this all day thing. I hope she's right. Poor kid. My third baby is in preschool 3 times a week. She LOVES it. She cries on the days she can't go. She is proud to show and tell me the knew things she learns each day. Today I got to hear that she was a big girl and told the teacher she had to poop. Why I needed the play by play, I'm not sure. But I figured I"d pass on the TMI to you. My readers. Because I can. My fourth baby is loving the time with mommy. We cuddle on the couch in the am. Because we can.

I hope to get back into some regular writing. None of this once a month business. I still have to do some posts on our vacation time and some back to school fun. Then Halloween is coming up. I have lots of options, now to get it on paper, er, yeah, um, online.

Have a great week everyone :D


Sunday, September 2, 2012

Winnipeggers Support Your Local Business Woman/Man - Pretty Petals

Winnipeggers who love to support their local business this post is for you! Those who love beautiful things, this is for you too!

I never used to support local. Then I met my husband. He's a pretty smart guy. I realized local is pretty important. Then I became a bit of an entrepreneur myself and really see the value of buying local. Local helps the little guy. Not knocking the big box stores, they started of small too. But they lose something along the way. They are no longer close to the customer and what is important. Customer service, a sense of community, etc. That is why I started this section of my blog. I did my first one way back with Covet Designs in this post. Now I'm bringing you another.

My community has grown in homes and finally business' are starting to catch up to the demand for services. I saw some shops move in within walking distance and one really caught my eye. I thought at first it was a spa, but one moved in next door. It visibly says spa. So I kept passing by wondering what on earth Pretty Petals was. I loved the look from Main street. Even from the outside it looked fresh, clean and different. Could it be a flower shop? No. I had yet to see one in the city that looked, well, not cluttered and overwhelming. Finally curiousity, a beautiful day and well behaved children got the better of me. Imagine to my surprise when I saw it indeed was a flower shop!

Pretty Petals is the most beautiful and refreshing flower shop I have ever been in. The staff is helpful and so nice. My daughter always asks to go into the "Sunflower store" and this is the first shop that I personally bought anything in.

(Source: Pretty Petals FB site)

I purchased a gorgeous vase that day. Then a week later some vibrant green and blue daisies for my daughter. A few weeks after that I bought a beautiful flower arrangement for my parents 35th Anniversary. A week after that I bought different flowers to go into my vase. I could seriously go broke in there. What is super awesome is that the flowers are all fresh. Absolutely no fake stuff here. LOVE IT!!!

(Source: Pretty Petals FB site)

This is the arrangement that was delivered to my parents.

Pretty Petals is located at 2450 Main Street. I think everyone should take a gander inside. I am pretty sure you'll keep going back, if not for the great staff, then for the relaxing, fresh atmosphere of the store itself. Oh yes, and the amazing arrangements of course.


Sunday, August 19, 2012

Alberta Bound: Family Vacation Edition

The week leading up to our leaving day of August 17th was chaotic to say the least. I picked up another shift at work. I had to take my van in to get fixed on the 13th. I was trying to get all the laundry done and put away before we left. The house cleaned and organized. Bags packed. All my patterns cut out and most, if not all the embroidery done on my Cuddly's. The week didn't turn out as planned.

I did this on Saturday or Sunday in my rush to work.


I cannot express how upset I was. I hit the poles at a gas station in my haste to get gas. Who does this? Me. So not only did I have a $400. dent in the back bumper from an invisible pole. Now I have a huge red dent in the wheel well. I could have cried and then kicked my own butt.

On the 13th I took my van in to Packers Auto Body
on Marion St. in Winnipeg, Manitoba. I have said it before and I'll say it again. I LOVE THESE GUYS! They saw how dumb I felt for hitting the pole and tried to make me feel better by telling me it happens more often than I think. Then they said that they would be able to fix it at the same time as my other dent. Phew. When I called back the next day to see when the van would be ready and said I'd need it by Thursday night, they had it to me by closing time Thursday. They were awesome!!! There was $1500 worth of damage so I know there was a lot of time and work put in and then to get it to me a day earlier than they anticipated. Packers Auto Body is my hero! I've had to go to them three times over the last two years (Twice was my own fault), and they've always taken care of me. I love small businesses like this. They truely care about the customer and want to make their experience amazing. I will never go anywhere else.

As for the rest of the week. I didn't get all my laundry done. Washed, but not all folded and put away. The composting was forgotten by my fourteen year old. (It's gonna be soup when we get home) I didn't mow the lawn, so I'm sure it's going to be twenty feet high when I return. The Cuddly's didn't get anywhere near where I wanted so guess what came with me. Along with my writing that I have no clue what date I said I'd mail it in on now. Beautiful. We did get packed.

We got up at 5am the first morning. It sucked as I had little help from my fourteen year old the day prior and I was up until 2am trying to get things packed and cleaned before our trip. We traveled for 10 hours straight to North Battleford with only a break for gas and the bathroom at those times. It was hard. I was tired. I chewed my nails down to the quick trying to stay awake. I smacked my arms and cheeks and vibrated my lips together. This latter one worked the best as it made my nose itch, which kept me alert.


This isn't the greatest picture. I took it while driving. I wanted to show us on top of a hill looking at the valley which upped into a hill again. We took route 1 which was the most beautiful drive eva! Lots of scenery, more hills and most importantly almost all double laned the whole way there! Booyah!

We spent the night in North Battleford. We arrived around 3am Winnipeg time. I was exhausted. I tried to take a nap, but my kids weren't having it. We then went for supper at Humpty's since all I ate was granola bars all day. We came back and hubby got into a fight with another dude. The guy was drunk as a skunk and every word he spoke was a cuss word. Truely unneccessary. Hubby told the guy to shut up as we have little kids and he just kept going. I told hubby to go inside and help me unpack the car from there and then we could change. Then, the guy kept going egging my husband to fight him and even shouted, "hey Squaw." at me. 1)That is a completely derogatory term. 2)I'm as caucasion as one can get. I ignored him and that is when hubby went to the front desk and complained. There was another guy there to complain too. The other guy just left for another hotel, we got upgraded to another room, right beside the pool and the drunk guys got their butts kicked out of the hotel.

We left for our final destination at 5am Alberta time. I felt more refreshed from from sleep and good thing for those kids. We arrived at our families five hours later and not a moment too soon. By the last hour I was ready to hogtie and gag the three older children. They were all whining and fighting. Hubby and baby were nicely passed out.

So we are here. Second day in Alberta and lots to do. We of course plan on hitting the West Edmonton Mall and I am meeting up with two people I've known for 6 years. We have never met in person so this is going to be exciting! Hubby has planned a date night for us. They all want to go boating. What else? Who knows lol I have my writing to do and my Cuddly's to sew as well. Busy, busy.


Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Summer Daze

This Summer has been flying by. We've been so busy. Okay, I have been so busy. Picking up extra shifts, training for a half-marathon, trying to lose weight, hanging out with my kids, housework, homework, business work, and fundraising. Let's take a look together shall we?

First:


This is was taken two weeks ago. My first long training run and my first ribbon, blue. I have added a purple one. What colour will be added this coming weekend? By October 20th I WILL be a running billboard for The Heart and Stroke Foundation of Manitoba. Help me raise $250.00 by donating here.

I'm also running for the Kids at Kalinovka. This is who the rainbow coloured ribbons are for. On race day, these ribbons will be replaced by multi-coloured hair! Support me by donating by cash in person to me, via paypal to createdbyl.a.c.e@gmail.com (just put Happy House in the message line) or go to their site and donate to the Happy Home Fund and just email or message me on this post how much you donated and I will add it to the running total. My goal is to raise another $250.00 here.

Also, I am donating $5 of every sale I make with my business By L.A.C.E. to Bobby's Fund. I again, will be having a running total so everyone can see how we are doing.

You will see these running totals on the side of my blog :D


The end of June saw the end of the mini soccer season. My daughter was a pro bench warmer. Her tea parties on the field were epic events. My son improved his game this year. I am certain he had more fun than last. The coaches on both teams had way more patience and talent with the kids than I ever could have.


The kids and I toiled in the garden for a week once the rains stopped. My weeds were as tall as my cedars! I planted this gorgeous Saskatoon Berry bush, potatoes and my neighbour gave me a grape vine. I cannot wait until next year to see the fruitation of the vine and bush. Still lots of weeding and watering happening though.


A asked if she could wear earrings just like Mommy. So we went and got her these gorgeous Tinker Bell earrings. She's been awesome and left them alone. No ear infections and she didn't cry when they were done either. (She's growing up, sniff).


An evening of fun at Grandma's house. Besides, bouncing and kicking balls, we balance on them on our bellies.


"Where are we going Mom? Where does this path lead us?" (Right before this I backed into a pole, disguised as a very large tree. This is a repeat offender that is costing me $400.00 to fix. They need to brightly colour said pole or move it, because you don't see it until you hit it. Really surprised it's still standing it's been hit so often.)


Look it's Hansel & Gretel on their way to The Witches Hut.

The kids enjoyed it. Definitely a site to see if you are ever in Winnipeg. I have enjoyed this ever since I was a little kid. I thought it was cute that my daughter was afraid of the witch, just like I was when I was little.


Then we fed some ducks. The older ducks were fighting each other and even the little goslings over food. There was so much food as well, not sure why they'd pick on the little ones.


Then we went on a bit of a trail walk, before I decided it was best to try to get into Packers Auto Body Ltd. to get an estimate on the damage. These guys are awesome! I won't go anywhere else.

So that is our Summer so far. Thanks for stopping by. See you again :D


Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Running Away From, To and For

I spend my life running away from things. Since 2003 I have been walking an even bigger tightrope than I anticipated. In 2003, something drastic happened. I had to stop running. I wasn't ready, and continued running away. In 2004 I met my husband. In that time I stopped running and began to face myself. Bit by bit, I'm trying to do things that make me happy, and deal with my demons. Probably why this year has been turning out to be a monumental one for me. One of some pretty big changes.

I started running in 2009, and then took a bit of a hiatus after my last child. I was extremely overweight. Extremely stuck in where I was, who I was and what I wanted. Seven plus years and I was still where I was then. At least that is how I felt. Some things had changed. My job, the number of children I had, both good things. They only held off so much thought and pain. I needed to get out of my head, so I decided to learn to take care of myself. In this post, I made the announcement that my goal was to lose 50 pounds by the end of 2012. I struggled until April with this. I was having some health issues and thought my weight was due to that. Well, it turns out, I just needed to rest and wait until the baby was finished nursing, then focus on what I was putting into my mouth. (Yes, I am doing the dreaded calorie counting) We did find out I have a medical issue that needs surgery, but I'll leave that for another post. My husband started it, then I followed. I dropped 18lbs and surpassed my goal that I set for another change in my life this year. I wrote several blog posts on this. Today I am now down a total of 26 pounds, only 24 more to go.
This is me when we went to go see my very first Cirque De Soleil show. I was 206lbs.


This is what 179 looks like. Most days the only way I see the difference is by the way my clothes feel. I no longer buy XL and now am in a L. I don't want to just look thinner to everyone around me, I want to see it when I look at myself. I want this bigger visual of myself gone.

I have been having a rough time losing my weight, I have been emotional eating, but recommitting to not doing that. And in turn, I have amped up my workout and instead of Running Away, I am now Running To and For something.

I am running back to a healthier me. My next goal is getting down to 165lbs for September 10, 2012. That will be my 7th Wedding Anniversary to my incredibly amazing and supportive husband. He has never seen me weigh less than 176lbs. This will be one of the gifts to him and of course myself.

I am running for this Winnipeg Fire Paramedic Half Marathon I'm hoping to raise $250.00. My donation page here. I am also running for the kids at Kalinovka. It all started here with my friend Jane. Her heart knows no bounds. To join in her fundraising efforts I want to raise $250.00 for the kids at Kalinovka. Donate anything from $1 plus. That cup of coffee at Starbucks is typically more, so donate the cost of that cup. Give up that Slurpee for the day. You can send your donations via Paypal to createdbyl.a.c.e@gmail.com.Send it as a gift and write in the tagline that it's for The Happy Home, and on October 18, 2012 I will take the money in the account and donate it all to the Happy Home fund. Or you can donate straight to the site here. Just remember to email me, or comment on this post about how much you donated. I will be posting running tallies.

I am also raising money for Bobby's Fund. To help him find his "Forever Family" for every Cuddly I sell I will be donating $5 to Bobby's fund. All funds will be put in on October 18th. Jane's hoping to raise a total of $5,000 she is at $363.00. Let's help her smash that total!

So what am I doing for all of this?


This is my race day outfit. Each week I'll be adding ribbons to my hair for my training runs. Every so often I'll be adding something new to my outfit and then on race day I will take one final picture.


This is the even bigger commitment. I'm going rainbow! I don't know if this is the end product or if I'll go wilder, but it will be stuck in my hair for a while. I'll be a walking billboard for The WPFS, the kids at Kalinovka and Bobby. How about you help me in my efforts. Let's do this together!



Friday, July 6, 2012

In Need Of A Rainbow. Team That Is! :Forget Me Not Friday

I need some special people. Some people who are willing to train hard until October. I need half marathoners who are willing to put their feet to the pavement and their hearts in place of the pocket books. No, not all the money needs to come from you. But I need you to help raise money. Raise money for your half marathons charity, and money for the disabled children in Kalinovka who need your help! These blessed children are left to wither and eventually pass in institutions as those places don't have the things we take for granted. They don't have the support of people like me. Support Workers. Organizations that employ us. Nor homes specially made for them. Homes that breathe life and love into small hearts that thrive on the same thing us able people do.

I'm doing the Winnipeg Fire Paramedic Service Half Marathon. They just opened up 250 more places. After that no more. If that is too much for you, but you want to help, they have 150 more 10K open up. I want funds to arrive for both these places so badly that I don't mind if you only want to do the 10K. I won't exclude your efforts. You enter online at The Running Room. I just set up my donation page for the Heart and Stroke Foundation in Manitoba <----here. This is Jane's Post about Orphanage 50 and the new Happy Home. Jane has more updates on this Happy Home that they are now raising funds for. That is where the other $250 comes in. There are many ways that The Happy Child fund can take donations as well, they can receive PAY PAL donations through their partner organization in the US called Eleanore's Kids.

SO COME ON! Pledge me, join me. Let's make a difference for these two amazing charities. I am also going to be donating $5 from each Cuddly I sell from now until October 20th (race day), to Bobby's fund to help this little man find his Forever Family.

My post will be updated today when I am linked in with Flight Platform Living's Forget Me Not Friday.


Thursday, July 5, 2012

Good-byes Are Hard: A Cheesy Chicago Edition


This was taken on our-need-to-waste-some-time-before-I-left-for-the-El walk.



I thought this was neat. It played music and changed colours.


This was the first time I was ever on a Subway platform. I was in awe.


This is me on the El train. Not packed at all. Which was good. I had a lot of time to reflect on my time in Chicago. So many firsts this weekend. I took so much back with me from Chicago, including El train grime. (But no puke, Marianna, that person was actually leaning against it in your pic. Eeeww.) I left some of me in Chicago as well. The Chicago Bucket Boys were canvassing and got 20 of my American Dahllers. No clue who they were or if it was a scam. But I'm Canadian, and I gave them the benefit of the doubt. I then gave another five between two different homeless people. (I find out of all the aggressiveness in Chicago, the homeless were pretty docile. So different from many of the panhandlers here who are known to try to beat you down for money)

Now to the hardest part of this post. Reliving parting ways. I didn't cry because I wouldn't have stopped. (That and I was terrified I'd get lost trying to find the El, which I almost did. I'm queen of the detours though, so I should have known I would have been wandering in circles because I was too focused on how nervous I was).

Good-byes suck. Just sayin'. There was so much still to do. So much still to explore. There was not enough time with my friends that went from bloggy/twitter personalities to flesh and blood reality. They didn't mind that I drank oh so way too much. They didn't care that I spent a lot of the evening in the bathroom. (Not puking, I happen to pee A LOT when I drink) They told me I wasn't obnoxious when drunk, even though I still think they were being nice on that one. They let me nap and didn't complain when I lingered too long to stare at some stores, including Charming Charlies. They didn't laugh when I had no clue what particular stores were, like Sephora. It was just pure fun. The kind of fun you had in high school when the pressure of kids, husbands, cats, didn't exist and you hung out just because. When all your close friends felt like your best friends and nothing could break that bond. Even if I never see these ladies again. (um, so when is the next cheesy getaway ladies?) We will always have Cheesy Chicago!





Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Taking On Chicago Pt.2: A Cheesy Chicago Edition


Somewhere between the time we returned to our room and left for an evening of drunken shenanigans. And yes, there were drunken shenanigans. Marianna and Steph had an impromptu dance party. I didn't want to forget this moment so I sat on the sidelines (bed) and took pictures. This is the reason in most of my pictures, I have pictures of their asses. Next time, I'm so putting the camera down and getting in on the F.U.N.!

Also, during this time we made up our drinking game. One of the other girls did, if only I was that ingenious. Everytime we heard the El train go by we'd yell out "El!", the last one to say it was a drinkin'. It was also one of the other girls who said that if Elle did come with us, the poor dear would think we were always calling her name and may have become either extremely frustrated or slightly confused. (We never forgot about you our friend. Hopefully next time you can come.)


This beautiful girl was in a wedding. I had to take a picture. I have like 6 and none of them would focus. Sigh.


Hello place of wine and food! (Like I really needed more wine. *hiccup*)


Mmmmm cheese. It was neat how each one of us preferred a different cheese. I preferred the sharp cheddar.


Don't these two look like total BFF's?


Here is where all the trouble started. Stick three drunk women in a gorgeous hotel with some wicked personality and they think they are ghost hunters.


Marianna wanted in? Or out? She just looked a tad crazed to me.


Hello Shining! No twins for me thanks. Can we pick a different hallway?


We kept walking. But like a dream, the hallway just kept getting longer and longer. We were unable to reach the end. Marianna turned to me with panic on her face. "What is going on?" "Where is Steph?" "This place was not really supposed to be haunted." I just wanted to go home and was very close to curling up into the fetal position on the floor. We heard a noise behind us. Ran down the stairs and saw:


Darn it Steph, quit messing around, this really is a haunted place you know. By the way, how are you always the one to find the fairy doors?







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