If you’re seeing this page, I’m not finished updating yet … I’m up to the end of August! 

And still plugging away! HEEE HEEE!

post edit …. I’m beyond September 15th!  YAAHHHHOOOEEEE!

These are my niece’s sons.  Aren’t they just the cutest?!  Well after my own children of course!

After spending most of the summer rolling over on her ankles, Oldest Large Child hurt herself last week while we were down at the river with the dogs and didn’t tell me.  Now if you know me, I’m not one to run to the doctor in the first place if an illness or bump appears to be minor.  Knowing this, is why OLC didn’t tell me at first that she had hurt herself.  I noticed a day or so later that OLC was limping and when questioned, OLC said she slipped on the rocks, but it didn’t hurt much and she felt it was just a roll over.  Another day and OLC’s foot ankle still isn’t better and now she is limping MORE.  I applied some Myoflex and wrapped the foot and ankle figuring that should do the trick.

Apparently not.  After hobbling about for nearly a week, I took OLC to the doctor today … apparently, OLC didn’t just roll over on her ankle, she sprained her foot.  So an additional pain relieving cream was prescribed and while crutches were not recommended, no running was.  Soccer evaluations are later this week … great.  I’m sure I must have looked like one of those hard core mothers pushing my child to excell at sports at all costs when I asked if Oldest Large Child would be able to participate in the evaluations.  Uhm, not really me, but I know my daughter and being told she could not play soccer, even for 10 days, broke her heart and mine for her.  Well there is nothing we can do but start resting the foot and getting it better so that OLC will be ready to play when practices start.

I had to take my cat, Snap, to the vet late last night.  He has been acting a bit weird the past few days and last night after some more weird behaviour, I called the vet and it was recommended that I take him in.  **sigh**  Not really what I was wanting.  So after getting all the Monsters to bed, I went to get Snap to take him to the vet.  After a search of the house to find out where he was, as he was not coming when called (yes my cats do that!), I found him under my bed.  I thought he was dead.  First he didn’t evern flinch when I called him.  Then he didn’t move when I poked him.  I can’t describe the fear that went through my heart.

After dragging my sucky man out from under my bed, stuffing him in the cat carrier, and heading out the door to the vet, we discover that Snap’s bladder is very most likely blocked.  Apparently this is common in male cats.  So the cat man himself was left at the vet for the night.  Now I fear the phone call telling me how much its going to cost to get him back!

Recently Winsome01 regained custody of the dogs he had with his exwife during their marriage.  The dogs love to go swimming and in an effort to have our dogs be social with out killing each other and Winsome01 and I in the process, we have begun taking them to the Bow River together.  Ella loves this and thinks this should be a regular event.

Today I gave my notice that effectice immediately, I was leaving Starbucks.  It was not an easy thing to do, and I am not taking leaving lightly, but somethings are jsut not worth the stress it creates.  After the last explosion that completely ended my marriage at the beginning of the year, I worked hard to keep my job at Starbucks.  While it was only part time, it offered more than just a job.  Starbucks was a bit of and escape, an income, a social time, it was something … no somewhere I could go and troubles that were plaguing my life could be left at the door and I became (Insane Mother of Three) the barista.

Sadly, lately working at Starbucks has been more stressful than my escape.  There was always some teenage drama happening at the store and then came the scheduling issue.  There was ALWAYS something happening with the schdule that made planning my family life impossible.  Trying to get the Monsters to soccer was becoming impossible.  Add to that the drama of the teenage staff … my familiy are more important to me than bringing that stress home.  It will mean having to curb LOTS of what we do, but being able to spend more time with my children will out weigh that.

First day of school and I don’t get any pictures … I know right!?!! I took the camera and all but the way in which our school organizes the start of classes is hectic, confusing and an all out mess.  Oh well. 

At any rate the Monsters are back in school and this begins the end of summer.  I have to admit, I am not ready for summer to end.  Not because summer took its time geting here this year, but I’m not ready to be away from my children.  Maybe its because this will be Healthy Weighty Wee Man’s first year of full time school.  No more half days.  No more forgetting what time it is and flying up the the school two and a half hours after sending the blighters out the door.

Now I’ll have an almost full day to figure out what to do with myself.  **sigh** This should be the life!  (yeah right!)