That may seem rather strange to many of you, but really, it doesn't matter how much or how little we have, we still need more, don't have any, and can't figure out how to get the accounts to balance! I am frustrated because I have been getting very few calls to teach, and this really puts a stress on the family. Matt's not working as he's finishing his practical in Windsor and working hospital shifts. That makes it hard to see us let alone figure out where to slide in a shift at work! Therefore, I'm the sole income and I haven't had one!
Today that is changing. I worked today! First time in nearly a month, but I decided I need to think differently. As odd as that sounds, it seems to have worked. I was going to bed planning out the next day as we all do, but I kept saying to myself, "if I don't get a call then..." where as last night it was, "after work I need to..." and "I need to do ___ before I go to work". I got a call at 6:45 this morning! And what a great school it was! Grade 8 has become a niche for me, and while a lot of people think I'm nuts, I rather enjoy the 7/8s! I hung out in the staff room and snagged a half day for tomorrow too! Hopefully I can stop hating money and go back to ignoring it! :)
As most of you will know, September 8th was the first day of school. Some boards went back earlier, and Monkey's cousin was one of these unfortunate students. We got off to a grand start for grade one though and Monkey has a terrific teacher. They've made cupcakes to illustrate their birthday calendar (which he couldn't eat so she brought him cake in a mug the next day)! They've mixed yellow, red, and blue playdough to discover colours! And most importantly in my mind, she is supportive of our efforts to have a great year!
A vacation is grand isn't it! We went camping Friday to Sunday, and then up to Glen Miller (in Quinte West, just outside of Trenton) Monday to Friday.
Camping:
We went up to Conestogo Lake and had a wet and wonderful time. We checked in on Friday and had great weather. Our across the way neighbours announced ever so kindly that it's supposed to rain all weekend, and we refused to believe it until we saw it. Unfortunately we did.
Saturday morning, we went to the playground by the lake again, and planned to go to the beach after lunch. We went back to out camp site, and as lunch was cooking, the sky began to darken, and the wind began to pick up.
At about 1:30 the rain began. No swimming, but rain dancing an option! :) We crawled in the tent, and Kanga had a nice nap. 4:00 she woke up and the kids watched a movie (2? I don't remember) on the portable DVD player. Then Monkey and I played checkers, then he played with Matt. Then he wanted to play with me again, and as it was supper time, we had a decision to make. I voted to go into Listowel to get McDonalds as we could use some time out of the tent to stretch out legs. Not real camping I know, but necessary for 4 people in a tent all afternoon.
In we went and found a new movie. When we got back the DVD player wouldn't go, so we listened to Harry Potter for a bit until the kids fell asleep. We roasted some marshmallows in the rain first, and that was fun. Matt kept the coals hot all day just incase the rain stopped for a campfire.
It stopped raining sometime in the night, and we woke up dry although I can't say the same for the air mattresses and tent floor! We got everything packed up, and then I used a towel from the swimming bag to mop up the floor as best as I could. We were on the road by 8 to my surprise! Apparently Matt figured that when Kanga woke up at 6:30 we should all just get up and going! Makes sense, but early start! :)
Kanga didn't sleep too well, and thus didn't sleep on her air mattress (playpen didn't fit), she slept better the second night and was a daddy suck both nights. I slept great! I went to bed when I was tired, and didn't have the option of a TV to drone me to sleep (other wise known as keep me awake with the flickering screen), so I fell asleep soundly and only had Kanga to distract me. Love it!
Stop 2 Glen Miller!
I ♥ Glen Miller and I'll say it till the cows come home, or rather I get there and am happily living in my cottage like home, with my big back yard and the river to lul me to sleep. Okay, I have set my heart on a certain property, that will not be mentioned after this because my husband thinks I'm crazy for telling people (read 2) and getting my emotions involved.
If you've read or heard of "The Secret" however, you will understand that I believe in positive thinking bring you what you need and want. I went up there with the thought in mind to live in a certain area, and this property happened to be there. I will think positively that it will be mine! :)
Anyway, the vacation! I always love going up to visit Matt's brother as they have such a wonderful place. A nice home, a big back yard, and the canal right across the street. Forest in the back yard, conservation area within walking distance, and 2 great puppies! Not to mention they're great company! ;)
Monday we arrived a little before supper around 3 I think. We hung out, caught up and got everything set up for the week. We hit the beds early, and I slept wonderfully although Kanga was again not sure of her surroundings. Daddy suck once again. It was weird to have Monkey downstairs in the basement. This is the first time that he has had his own room to sleep in while we visited. Usually we break out the air mattress (always in the trunk for sleeping convenience) but this time he got to sleep in his cousin Jessica's bed, while the rest of us hunkered down in Zack's room (thanks!).
Tuesday we hit the beach. It was Amanda's only day off and we had a wonderful time. There was a great shallow area on the bay that they showed us, and Kanga was doggy paddling. Yes she was swimming on her own a little bit. She would crawl until she couldn't any more and then go a bit further before she sunk and I had to grab her up again. She thought it was the best! Not so great at back floats though and the panicked look on her face was only there the first time she sunk. Then it was a great game! What a kid!
Monkey went swimming with Matt and Zack, and Jason for a bit. Then he came in to play with Kanga, Amanda and I. Monkey had a riot playing with the big kids and once I convinced him to swim with his t-shirt on because we forgot his swimming shirt, he was good to go!
Wednesday, Matt, Monkey, Kanga, and I went to the airforce museum to check out the new planes that they were working on. They have done a lot of work in there! Monkey loved looking at the planes, and Kanga hung out in her Mei-Tai baby back pack style!
Thursday we hiked over to the "big rock" and Monkey got a huge kick out of it! Kanga back packed it again and fell asleep shortly after we got to the park. I don't think she saw the big rock! :) Oh well, we had a great hike and then headed back to chill out some more.
Friday we headed back home again. I miss it already. The closer we got to home, the more I wanted to turn back. Oh well, the count down is on!
Well, Kanga started walking. She walked for dad ages ago, for Matt soon after that, but wouldn't walk for anyone else! Well June 22nd off she went at S*S! Back and forth even it was histarical!
Weeks have gone by, but almost to the day she's decided maybe this walking thing is okay. Slow, but okay. :)
(Excuse my type-os in this post, as you can likely guess my finger is bunged up.)
Sunday at my baseball game, my finger was hurt. It was stupid. I made sure I was in perfect position for the grounder, turned and went down on my knee to make sure I had my body in front of the ball, and the darn thing rolled up my glove so I missed it. I tried to grab it with my other hand and it dinged my finger. Well, at the time, it hurt and I turned to get the ball, looked down and said, "I'm bleeding." Chris, the team's short stop, looked at my finger, told me I was now dripping and to go to the bench. I suppose I was in a bit of shock, because I had no intention of going in!
I jogged to the bench, said to the girl there that my finger was bleeding and off to second she went. I put my glove down and asked Matt if he had a bandaid. He said, no and to get over there so he could check me out. I thought it was just my fingernail, as that was why I was bleeding. It was pretty much torn off, and I was annoyed as all get out that I couldn't play.
I got cleaned up, sat a couple fast innings while that happened, and then finished the first game. I headed out for the second, as I couldn't really hold a bat, and I was feeling a bit light headed. Shhh, don't go telling everyone! ;)
Well, meet day two. My right ring finger is the size of my thumb, purple, and no longer moves. I broke it. Not badly enough that it didn't move right after I hurt it and convince myself that it wasn't broken, but now it doesn't move, it's gigantic, and hurts from the tip to my wrist. Apparently if you jam your finger, crack the bone and give it a good sprain (my pinky is still sore too) then there's a chain reaction back to your wrist! Go figure Einstein! *lol*
Anyway, it's now Wednesday, and I can move it for the most part. The nail is getting pretty gross as expected before the thing falls off. Still pretty swollen, but if I didn't keep typing then it'd likely be better faster! ;)
