mushy stuff
Preview to the mush:
I had a not-so-great weekend. When I have too much to do, ie. with this curriculum project, I am bad at not being able to pause mentally and leave things behind to enjoy other things, ie. my family. I just re-read that sentence. I am a writer?!? Yeesh. But, my thoughts are coming out like mashed-potatoes, so that’s the way it is. If you want eloquence today, check out any of the blog links on the right.
I was really hard on my boys this weekend. They are a veeeeeeeery competititive pair, and it drives me nuts. Competition often comes with whining from the non-winner, so it was a long weekend. Hubby went to Ft. McMurray to watch a rescue competition. Yesterday we all went to see Madagascar, and when 2-year old Camryn fell asleep on my lap, I fell asleep too. I was disappointed, because I actually wanted to see this flick. So I woke up grouchy. Who is two?!?!?
Then today, I pick up Derek from kindergarten (he is done at noon each day) and the teacher tells me that “my two sons” (she says this with much emphasis, like I didn’t get a license to raise two sons or something) were in a “kerfuffle” (?? must be a Christian word for bru-ha-ha) at recess. It turns out Big Brother doesn’t want Little Brother playing with his friends. Sigh. I chatted (now that’s a light word) with both at lunchtime. They’re having trouble with each other, that’s for sure. It exhausts me as a mom, that’s also for sure.
Enough. This post was supposed to be mushy.
Two mushy things:
1. Today is my brother Stu’s 41st birthday. I love this guy; his warped sense of humour kills me and his reflections on life are always something I have time to listen to. He’s five-and-a-half years older than me, and he’s pretty special.
2. Today, my dearest friend and family are coming to town from B.C. for a visit. We’ve got all kinds of time together dotted throughout the week, and tonight is dinner with our families. Jacquie and I have not lived in the same city since University days, yet our bond is as strong as ever. It’s going to be a fun week.
If only I can be calmer with my kids. 
PS: Hmmm… not a bit of exercise in 3 days …. I smell a correlation ……
