Finally school started. A big day for Big A who started the unmentionable grade 9. And Mr B who is now in grade 2. And next week Little Missy will be starting Pre School. This is what I have been looking forward for. The kids in school and I can concentrate on the completion of my internship. 3 weeks left for me. An accomplishment I never thought I could do. A proud moment in my life.....However Working is starting to scare me. I don't want to work. What person ever does want to work really? I am now raising these kids on my own, with my small unacceptable paychecks from Tims, and if I'm lucky a little child support. The separation happened in July and it has been a financially tough summer for me and the kids. After he left we agreed on him taking most of the items we had. Considering that he "paid" for my life for 9 years and it was the least I could do for him. But with in a few days and weeks I had an aboundence of people helping me out. I got furniture from friends to replace what he took. And fantastic people to help me move in my new washer and dryer. Thank you for all the support people! After the first week my emotions taking over me, I put my foot down and told myself that I am a strong woman, and nothing was going to bring me down. So I started to make my home my own. I painted my living room and it is a crappy job but it is my job. Then I painted my bedroom, another crappy job...but again it is my job. Now I am on a kick to paint my whole place. Painting has a very therapeutic feeling. It is empowering to me. I am learning to take each day a day at a time. If your positive, positive things will happen in your life!

The Berella

For the last couple of weeks we have had mass amounts of rain storms. The kids have been asking me to buy them umbrellas. And in my house we have had bad luck with them that's why I never buy them. But like I said we have had mass amounts of rain so I decided to go to Walmart and price them out. I found them at a decent price, and was able to get a Tinkerbell one and High School Musical one for the two youngest. I have said that if they break you don't get another one for another year. Well Little Missy who calls them brellas, has already broken hers. And Mr B, well it's only a matter of time before the damn thing breaks. I can't seem to keep anything nice in my house, and when I buy the kids anything they play really hard with it until it breaks. Lets just hope for no more rain, that way the broken brellas don't have to be used and I can save my money.

The Bath Bomb

For the princess tea party, my sister came up with a cool idea. For the gift bags she decided to make home made bath bombs. During the week she made them Mr B thought they were the coolest. His cousin told him that they blow up when they hit the water. So after going the whole week and listening to him asking for these bath bombs, I promised him I would snag a couple extras for him. He made me promise. He also made his grandmother promise as well. Once the tea party was over he b-lined for the tub. After running the water and getting in, we tossed the bath bomb into the water and Mr B took cover!!! Throwing his arms up to shield himself from getting blown away. Then realizing that it was just a little fizz, he was very disappointed. Then he said "that's it?" A truly funny moment!!!

Psychology......I hate the subject. I mean why do we have to learn all about these dead guys, and their views on why we eat food, sleep, poop, and why we think what we think? Honestly I am only taking this because I need it to graduate. Ok the other reason why I don't like the course is because we have to share the course with the Police Foundations people. Not that they are bad people or anything, but they are so loud and obnoxious. In my class we have 3 exams worth 20% each, an assignment worth 30%, and participation worth 10%. The participation I have in the bag for sure. My first exam I got 60%. My second exam I got 48% (which I will be rewriting on Monday afternoon). And my third exam is on Friday. So here it is. I officially suck when it comes to understanding shit from dead guys.
But on a brighter note, I finished my volunteer training for the women's shelter. I have a certificate stating that I completed 28 hours on violence against women and children. I will be volunteering in the children's room. I think it will be fun.
Also I completed my CPR and First Aid....barely...lol...Yes that is another exam I failed. We were suppose to get nothing less than 70%, and of course I got a 68%. But he said that he would excuse the people in my class who would have a language barrier, due to the fact that the teacher spoke really fast. Well when I picked up my exam I asked him if I had to rewrite it. He asked me where I was from. So I told him I was from Toronto, and he said that I didn't have to rewrite it. Wow....can we say judgemental......

Anyways that's all for now.....I hope this week I start doing better in school.....I really need my grades to get better.....Maybe next time I will be on the honour roll.....(yeah right)....LOL

This Must Have Been Learned in School

So after work today I was sitting on the couch minding my own business, when something flew by my face and landed on the ground. Quickly I blamed my husband for annoying me. But as I looked closer to what the thing was I realized it was a wadded up piece of toilet paper that had been wet at one point. So my husband and I came to the conclusion that Mr B wet a piece of toilet paper and stuck it to the ceiling. Yes we thought it was funny at that moment. Saying that we would talk to him in the morning. Until I had to use the bathroom. As I sat there (on the phone with my sister) (yes we are close) LOL I glanced up and realized that there were 3 more balls of toilet paper on our ceiling. I'm telling you there is never a dull moment in my house lately.

After confronting Mr B, we told him that he had to clean the ceiling up. In which he answered.......Do I have to clean up the upstairs bathroom ceiling too?........LOL.....When I went upstairs I realized the wadded up toilet paper balls were everywhere.....

Little Miss Mullet

Well I have been wanting to tell this one since Thursday, but our computer has been down. So here it is.....
It all started when we got home from school/work/babysitters, I was in the kitchen getting supper ready, and the kids were quiet. I should have noticed something was going on because they were getting along. All of a sudden Mr B comes running into the kitchen and places a pair of scissors down on the counter. I looked at him and asked why they were in the living room, he shrugged his shoulders and went back to the living room. Then Little Missy comes into the kitchen opens the garbage and precedes to throw some ball type substance in it. When I took this substance from her to find out what it was I realized that it was hair. My first thought was "the dog". But then I took a closer look and realized that Little Missy was missing a patch of hair on the top and side of her head. Knowing that her ringlets will be lost forever. I stood in the kitchen speechless. And Mr B ran up into his room crying. I repeated to myself  "I will be laughing about this in a few days" I repeated that over and over, trying to convince myself that it was a thing that happens and it was funny. Needless to say when Mr B was asked about why he cut her hair, his response was simple....."She asked me to".

So after taking Little Missy to the salon to try to fix it, I told the hairdresser "Do whatever you can to fix it, just don't give her a mullet". Not realizing that the hairdresser has a mullet. And all she could do was give her a mullet. So now I keep reminding myself that her hair will grow back soon. I hope this makes you laugh, I try to make myself laugh when I think about it. You see this is something that happens at my sisters house, not mine. LOL

Before The final Cut After The Final Cut

This weekend I had planned a stagette to Niagara Falls for my bestest friend M. She is getting married in April, and I am honoured to be in the wedding. There are 11 of us ladies going. The schedule is dinner at 6:30pm, Casino after, Club at 11:30 or so. I found that planning this was hard. (I would fail travel and tourism class for sure). But finally after all my research, I think I did OK. Although I don't think my old body will be able to handle the liquor as in my younger days. But I will try, and hopefully pull it off.........LOL........But I must say M has some really amazing friends. Everyone has chipped in and helped me plan this weekend, and for that I am very thankful.
But I am also thankful for my wonderful husband who has taken the weekend to do fun things with the kids. And promised not to phone me unless it's an emergency!
But with me going away I know I'll miss the kids like crazy, even though I joke about wanting to run away somewhere in the Caribbean, that's just frustrated words. And honestly I think that I will be the one phoning home all the time.
That's my cheesy note for today.....I really wanted to talk about the crazy things my kids do, but lately they have kinda been boring...LOL....Sorry R & C....I will get crazy another day for your amusement....lol