oh yeah!

i have a blog!
no, really, i haven't forgotten...just been sidetracked (and busy).

thank you all SO much for your advice re: migraines.
seriously helpful.
such a common problem, which just sucks!

LSS (aka Last Scrapper Standing) is kickin my butt. It's taking a lot of time, but WOW are there some awesome pages coming out of it! It is a pleasure to be looking through them, becoming inspired, reading journalling and seeing some really unique and crazy ways to journal on photos. Love it!

Work is going to be a bit wacky for the next week or so. We'll be short-staffed, which means yours truly gets to pick up slack. Unfortunately, being here for 6ish years means I'm the only one who knows how to do everyone else's job. GREAT. In other words, I will be looking forward to the weekend with all my might.

Speaking of the weekend, I'll be visiting the Vancouver Art Gallery with mum on Friday evening. I'm really looking forward to it. Haven't been spending nearly enough time with her, and well, the art gallery? hello! It's a show that I've wanted to see for a while, too.

And I shall leave you with a funny tale. Well, hopefully you'll find it as funny as I did.

I'm not a huge fan of slang and swearing. Whoa...wait a second. Back the bus UP. I AM a fan of slang and swearing *but* I'm not a fan of teaching it to my child. I totally respect the English language (like, totally). I love to read, I did very well in English in school, I love to use big words when I fight with Dren (kidding, sort of...really, they just come out), and I want my child to learn the language properly. Dren: not so much. He gives everything nicknames, he's constantly mis-pronouncing things, doesn't make spelling a huge priority, sings when he should be talking, and reads stories in totally bizarre tones (and we're not talking giving characters voices of their own...we're talking really random and odd inflections and running words and sentences together when they shouldn't be and emphasizing in strange places). So. Enter "winkler". Yes, "winkler" is the sometimes name for the penis in my house. Since we have had issues with Jaxon's winkler (I won't go into details now) that make it necessary to talk about it daily...well, we talk about it daily. OK then.

Last night, we are reading "Up, Up, Down" by none other than the fabulous Munsch-meister. There is one part where the daddy falls on his bottom. The picture *kinda* looks like perhaps his pants might be pulled down since the "painful" area is highlighted in a slightly fleshy tone. WELL. 4.75 year olds think bottoms are VERY funny, and of course this leads into an interruption of the story and a small spelling lesson.
J: awwww (smile, giggle, kinda-growlish-embarrased sound)...how do you thpell BOTT...
no no no!!! how do you thpell WINKLER!???
me: you mean penis?
J: ya! how to you thpell penith?
me: P-E-N-I-S
J: awwwww (same kinda sound...giggle, laugh...snort).
then:
"The penith ith a very important part."

you got that right buddy!