Too Much Stuff! Or, why you should consider a charity birthday party.

A little while ago, my best friend mentioned that her daughter had attended a “charity” birthday party, in which the birthday child had requested donations to a charity in lieu of gifts. This struck me as brilliant. I’ve always wanted to have a big birthday party with lots of guests, but I didn’t want to […]

I have a bad case of the Fridays!

Which is to say I’m kind of tired. It has been a long and disjointed week, ending with the kids out of school today due to parent/teacher interviews. My husband was out of town for a couple of days, which always makes for a long, disjointed week. When he told me he was going out […]

Hey, check out the guy who’s FIVE.

Those were his first words to me this morning. I should teach him the old “What has two thumbs and is FIVE today? This guy!” We baked cookies to take to his class yesterday. They turned out not too bad, considering I was frosting them and Jake was in charge of sprinkles. I wrote about […]

Hardwood, birthday prep, smoking

Pictures! Hardwood! Don’t worry, they are G-rated. My husband also painted that lovely burnt orange colour this weekend. The remainder of the house has yet to be painted – and I’m anxious to get the kitchen painted, as its current yellow clashes weirdly with the orange – and baseboards have yet to be repainted and […]

It’s my dog’s birthday!

I used to think that people who celebrated their pets’ birthdays were, how shall I say, a little bit lame. But! That was before we had Barkley, the wonder dog. Mark is presenting him with his birthday treat. I tried to manually take out Barkley’s red eyes because the photo made him look like a […]

Thanks to my friend Rebecca for the loan of the tiara. It says Princess for the Day which is kind of how I feel today! xo

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Halfway to 70, or Taking the A Train to Cougarville

Tomorrow is my birthday! I am not at all shy about telling people it is my birthday. If it didn’t make me look like I have a mental illness, I would walk around with a tiara and a “Birthday Girl” button, or possibly even a sandwich board. I love my birthday. I don’t mind the […]