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check it out! Whatdoyathink of my new{bloggy} look?? I am in, freaking, love with it!! It's all thanks to the beautiful{& extremely talented} Vic from freckles & fudge. I tell ya, this girl has been there for me since day one of my adventures in blogging. She has offered me support, friendship, & now a new look. sigh. She nailed it too, it just feels so me in here now:)


I love how so many bloggers are talking about the big wedding tomorrow. I am surprised that I am not more into it. I usually eat this kinda stuff up {embarassingly enough I still do a daily google on Brad & Emily. I know...pathetic much}but this wedding if just not my cup o tea{that's right} although I am excited to see her dress. Oooh lala. 

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I remember getting up earlier & watching Princess Di's wedding...I thought she was the must beautiful women ever...a real living breathing princess...i bought the whole fairytale....yeah, I got that one wrong. I remember the day she died as well. We were out partying at a local club, when the dj announced her death. My roommate {&bff} was so pissed that he would say such a horrible lie. Later that night, at friend's house{I can feel ya smirking from here, Kel}turned on the tv & found out she was in fact gone. Sad. 


On another note...



Did anyone watch Rob Lowe on Oprah today?? {Can I just say that Oprah is busting out the guests latelyI find myself tivoing way to many episodes} He was adorable. I was intrested to hear what he was going to say about the Brat pack, & about the outsiders movie.... I'm pretty sure Sodapop was more first real deal crush. Such a sweet bad boy  

yum

Off to watch grey's...Have ya noticed that Vic also made me a couple of buttons...my first ever buttons...& i would love it if you were to grab one!xo

a side of mouse

This morning @ 6:30  the lil guy that I looked after was getting dropped off, his mom informed me that we a dead mouse on our driveway. Freakin dead mouse, people. Ugh. It was awkward, considering last time she dropped off her son, we had 2 dead birds on our driveway. Seriously.


My neighbors have cats & they let them wander freely outside. They are nice cats...my kids are always happy when they see them. Ya see, what the boys don't know is...these sweet kitty's piss & shit all over our back yard & kill mice & birds & leave the whole mess for me to clean up~i'm not their kitty momma~didn't they get the memo, i'm not a fan of dead things. I don't do well with them at all, actually...and if you were to keep reading the memo it would state on there somewhere that I, in fact, am not a cat lover.*gasp* I know...it's true. Not a fan. For a long time I had no idea why I didn't like the lil buggers...being an animal lover & all...something about them just makes me feel uncomfortable....

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Then a few years ago, when the whole fam was in T.O for a wedding, we were staying at my uncle's house...they have a cat. A grumpy, mean cat. I was on edge the whole visit. It's like I thought the cat was going to attack me in my sleep or something...anyways, after confessing my true feelings about cats, my dad said something about him not be surprised...what?!? could there be an explanation?! Yes, yes, there is...turns out when I was about 3 or 4 my dad would take me when he went to visit an old{er}friend of his who had a cat & I adored it. One visit, I was petting the nice kitty when it bite me...right thru the fingernail...dad said I went  nutto & after that I would never go back in the house with him. I don't have any memory of this, but it makes sense, no?! Whatever. I'm not a cat fan & here I am cleaning up after cats that aren't even mine. Frown.
 not meant to offend any cat lovers/owners:)

cupcakes & stitches

I was thinking of you all today, hoping that you were all enjoying your easter! 

Yummy! They are lemon!

notice the one in the back made by the 2 yearold

To say things didn't go as planned would be an understatment....instead of going to celebrate easter with an egg hunt & eat a yummy turkey dinner on Saturday night{with D's family}, we were at the children's hospital with Wy.... he slipped in the tub & split his chin wide freakin open.... it was not a pretty site, friends. This momma didn't handle it too well, letmetellya. I freaked. The tub water looked as though jaws attacked...there was crying from everyone...a quick call to auntie to pick up big brother{so that he, at least, could go enjoy the easter fun} and we were off to the hospital for our first.ever. stitches...I felt so terrible for my baby, & they really could have been stitching me up...I had never had stitches before{other then surgery related} & since becoming a mommy to 2 boys, I have been dreading the day. I was just hoping it wasn't going to happen on a holiday or to my 2 yearold. He was so brave... my lil man...we had to spend 6 hours at the hospital & he got 3 stitches. I took pictures...so that someday I can show him how he got that scar on his chin & tell him how absolutely brave he was 

on the car ride to the hospital, ice pack in hand

with the patch on, that will numb his chin

3 stitches. Done & finished

finally at home in Elmo jammies & a bottle
of h20

out. it was a rough day

Yeah so, not exactly at all what I had planned...but what canyado, you can plan & plan but then shit life happens & ya just gotta go with it. I'm just so thankful that it was just a couple of stitches & not something worse. I tell ya though, I didn't sleep that good last night. Lots of mommy guilt{I insisted he take a bath} & this morning after our fun easter actitives my hubby pulled me aside{as he was dealing with some dadda guilt...he was in the bathroom at the time of said slipping} & he showed me this video. It  helped put things in perceptive for me & made me very grateful for my hubs. Very grateful. The message was exactly what I needed.

We had a great day today though. We had our good friends over for brunch & a big egg hunt in the backyard. The weather was perfect. The boys both feel asleep happy tonight so that is all that really matter to this momma:) xo

easter pics to come tomorrow...it is taking for.eva to upload pics tonight

                     

Random Sunday Ramblings

For me to have my blogging time today, D has hooked up this old school crap computer in a corner in the basement. I wasn't really sure if it was going to work out, but he is upstairs with the boys washing the walls, so ya know, girl can't complain. If I was to be anywhere on the 2 main floors, the kids would not leave me alone, so here I am in the basement. Literally, Mommy's lil Corner!  There are no pics on this computer so this is going to be a word only post, *gasp* .

I know Canadians are lamely known for talking about the weather. I hate that{and we really do talk about the weather alot}...I just feel we have many more interesting things to talk about...BUT, can I just saying that this snow F^@king sucks!! Now granted, on Thursday we all new that we were going to get snow. But they lied to us. They freaking lied to us. They told us that it would be gone the very next day. I think originally it was suppose to be +10 or something today. But no. There's snow. It actually hasn't stopped snowing since Thursday night. Can I get a huge BOO?! Especially from all you beautiful people living in the sun...yeah, thanks.

Many of you don't know this, but I have my own private dance club. I do, really. It's called my car. That's right I am one of those, dance while driving kinda girls. I rock out. I use to try & hide it, but not no more, I let it go, baby. I love all types of music. All types. I feel that they all have their place, ya know....and for dance music, that place is my car. I have always loved driving with the windows down pumpin out some Will Smith or 50cent...I'm mean it all just goes together, no? But man, do I get some weird looks sometimes. I even once saw the driver behind me point  me out to his passenger, probably saying something like check out the crazy chick rockin out...but seriously, it was Madonna. I will not apologize.

I'm not sure if it has something to do with getting older{yuck, did I just say that}but hearing certain songs can really bring me back in time. The other day VOGUE came on the radio & I was transferred{seriously}back in time to grade 8. There was a variety show where two flaky blonde girls performed a step routine to that song. It was as if I was back there watching it. Seriously. I haven't thought of those girls{or a step routine}in a hundred million years. I have heard that song so many times over the years & not once did it take me back to that memory. Weird. I mean, who wants to go back to grade 8....it's one way to make yourself feel pretty old{and I know, a step class routine, I guess my school kinda lacked on talent}...

My BFF & I were texting the other day & started chatting about old boyfriends(for lack of a better term}. For some reason or another my worst{ugh} boyfriend came up. I said something about what a waste of time he turned out to be, & she so smartly pointed out to me, that he wasn't a waste at all... he served his purpose. He took me out west. That's right, I left my beautiful lil Island for a no good boy...sigh.... BUT I was meant to leave the Island. To come out west. To meet my hubs. To have my kids. If I never would have left the Island, I would never have meet D. Ever. And I wouldn't have my Z & my Wy. So, worst boyfriend ever,  looks like I owe ya thanks instead of hate. Awww, peace.

Thinking of that boyfriend makes me want to hug all 20 year old girls everywhere. We had this very wild crazy relationship, that I think only 20 yearolds can have. I didn't think straight the whole time I was with him. I was just so caught up in his bad boy looks, & how he made me feeeeeel. Gag. I have a 19 year old cousin,  I see so much of ME in HER{poor girl}. The last time we went out, she filled me in on her latest drama. A wild & crazy break up. Very bad. Full of drama & tons of tears. I felt so bad for her, cuz I lived that kinda stuff too, & I know how it can make you feel, on the inside. I wish that I could have been more blunt with her about this relationship & what I really thought of it. But I held back. Cuz again, I remember being her. And I remember that I didn't necessarily want advice, I just wanted to know that I wasn't alone & that I wasn't a total screw up. So, that is what I tried to give her. Lots of hugs...lots of I've been there, done that...and lots of it's not you girl, it's him...and of course I closed it with the ever cliche....trust me, you will find your someone. Trust me, trust me, trust me.

Okay, I think that is a wrap for today. Although due to that the fact that I have to go shovel my driveway I'm not in a great hurry to get off the computer. Do you feel sorry for me yet?? OH but wait, it's not so bad, at least I have clean walls!! Hugs & love

During my 20's...

I worked at a camp. I loooooved it. One of the greatest times in my, before babies, life. I was a never a camp kid, myself. My mother would have been much to controlling for her daughter to go somewhere where they did not shower every night. Kinda joking, but kinda serious too. The camp I worked at was on a Island all of it's own.
   
 It was beautiful, perfect place that still shows up in my dreams every now & again. We were a staff of 32 & we ran that damn Island & boy did we rock it. We were a family. We lived together for 4 months out of the year. We had no tv, no cell phones. It was just us & this beautiful island & the outdoors{&too much coffee & intense games of trival pursit, & rounds of who would you rather, oooh I could go on & on}. Seriously, it rocked.

     




That job was a major stepping stone in my life. The people I met, the insight it gave me to what is important & not important{like, it's okay to not shave your legs for a week or to take a group of teenagers out on an overnight canoe trip & forget the drinking water, we figured it out}. I loved that job & loved the people I worked/lived with too. It was one of the first times in my life where I truly felt like I fit in, ya know. Unfortunately not many of those people are in my life anymore...nothing more then pathetic facebook friends now. Crazy, really. I had honestly figured these people would be in my life for ever. But not the way it turned out. They were a very close  group of people, many  who grew up together. I dated one of them for 4 years. During our breakup, he got custody of our group of friends & I cut ties{in no way did anyone make me do this, it's just what ended up happening}. Brutal. Cuz I needed them & I know if I would have told them that they would have been there for me. But at the time I was ripping a guy' s heart out & I thought it was the least I could give him...our friends. So I backed off. Regret, baby.
  
BUT I do not regret my camp experience at all. In fact I  am more than thankful for all the fantastic memories I have from that time in my life. For four months out of the year,  I got to canoe, sail, swim, & a hundred other things, all with an amazing group of friends & {almost always}an amazing group of kids...I worked with the seniors, the teenagers. OOOH my, was it fun at times. But looking back, what I remember most is laughing with them. I mean, nobody has laughattacks like teenage girls, & even though I was bitchin grumpin at them to get the hell to sleep they always had me laughing. They taught me alot those crazy girls.

I always think about camp this time of year. The staff will be heading out there in a month. I remember just wanting this last month of school to be over to get out there. I think because you were almost cut off from ordinary day to day living, you felt a certain sense of relief when you walked on the island. Everyone said that.... Staff. Campers. It's probably what kept everyone going back.

I wonder if my boys will be little campers.....

Ummmm, okay then

On Saturday, D took the boys to Aggie Days{a farm show of sorts}. I didn't go with them, so I was excited to hear what the boys thought of the whole thing when they got home . Once they were settled I asked Z what all he saw & did & he answered "wellllll, I pulled on pee-pee's of a pretend cow & soap bubbles came out, the cow was pretend but the pee pees are real"....Ummmm, okay then....I had no idea what he was talking about. I looked over at D for a lil help, but he was bustin a gut laughing & then showed me this picture

a pretend cow & real pee pees{totally not real}

I love how Wy is watching his brother so closely & look at the concentration on Z's face...he soaks everything up like a sponge, that one. He's game for anything & I LOVE that about him. 

SOooo, I'm on twitter. I'm sherrilynmomma if u see me around hit me up{?}...I really have no clue what I am doing there or if it's really for me or not, but thought I should at least give it a shot. On that note, it's time to go do this

Hugs & love

a post full of {brackets}

I can not even tell you how happy I am that it's Saturday. That means I survived the week, people! Holla! Crazy, busy week, but right now, I am sitting in a quiet house, by myself, drinking coffee, and reading blogs! Could not be more perfect:)

D took the boys to a  farm show. Like usual, I was torn between going with them or having time by myself. It's always been a struggle for me. I want to be included in all of their memories. If you have been reading my blog you know that I have some mommy issues & one part that has always kinda haunted me, is that I have very few memories that include all of us as a family{of 4}. My mom rarely took part on any family outings, except on Sunday's, so it has been overly important{does that make sense?}to me that I partake in every family outing that I can. But, if I don't take time for myself, then I'm a bitch grump & nobody likes a bitch grump, so I am learning how to keep creating memories & have time for myself. Balance{i think this is becoming my favorite word.}

I'm loving how our days are spent outside now. Thank you mother nature. I'm thinking of buying a bike. Calgary is such a bike city, well for that matter it's a very physically active city. It's kinda funny, actually{considering the other two cities I lived it...not the most physically active}. I have realized that the older I get the more activities I do, that I once swore I would never do{pffttt, please why would I ever buy a bike...I have car...we have transit}. I have faint memories of elders{hehe}saying to me over & over "u just wait girly...wait until your older...wait until your a mama..." right, right...and yet here I be. Turning into an elder{plllleeeeasssee, I'm no elder}!! Ha.

                                                          

I ran into a lady that I worked with while I was pregnant with Wy. I hadn't seen her since he arrived & apparently she didn't know that I had another boy, because after we said our hello's & I introduced her to the boys she said{ and I swear word for word}"awww...u had another boy. are you going to try for the girl?"{this question seriously makes me clench my teeth...pet peeve question}I told her no we are done & finished & she said "oh Sherri, I'm so sorry you had two boys & no girl. Every women deserves a girl!! A boy & a girl is just the perfect balance...a million dollar family" {like what the hell, seriously, did u just say balance, did you just steal my word??} I felt a dark cloud come over my face as I tried to smile my way out of it....I said something like oh well, I'm pretty happy how it turned out it soooo....very nice running into you....let me just take my unbalanced family, away from your percfect little balanced one.....I don't know. Maybe I'm odd, but I'm happy having two boys. And honestly, I do not feel that I am missing out on anything. This is my path, my journey & I am meant to have two boys & I  feel very blessed for that. So there. And really, thanks for making things....
                                                            
With the nicer weather I am dying to get dressed up & go dancing!! I haven't been dancing since October{brutal}& I'm feeling the need. Who knows when it will happen, but I am so hoping that it does soon. Not tonight though. Tonight I have a date with Dale Jr, baby...the hubs & I love when the Nascar race is on Saturday night... pathetic, eh?!
Hugs & love

Wanna know what I love...

Wanna know why??? Cuz I am one. Bam.



Pretty awesome, right?? HUGE THANKS to the beautiful, Vic. She is seriously amazing, & absolutely one of the most creative bloggers. I.love.her. So there!! And I love my stand, too:)

I have to catch this lil guy by surprise to get a picture these days....those glasses are from his doctor set & boy does he love wearing! Funny.

On that note, I'm heading to bed. Maybe a quick show or two on the tube, with a cup a tea & then bed. Yeah. Perfect.

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