Friday, February 20, 2009

Exciting happenings over this past week...

I have been neglecting my blog. Well, it's probably just as well, because I've nothing interesting to write about. Nothing out of the ordinary. I did manage to clean out the china cabinet. I was going to cheat and just run all the crystal through the dishwasher, but the wine glasses were all too tall. I can't lower the upper rack in the new dishwasher, so I decided to wash everything by hand. But now it's done. Dust free and sparkling - the cabinet and its contents.

What other exciting things did I do? Hmmm, I took my stove apart and gave it a thorough cleaning as well. Next up is the fridge - I don't understand how it gets so dirty. It's hard to see through the glass shelves for all the unidentifiable mung on them. It's pretty scary! But, I will fix it all up tomorrow.

Brett wants to sign up for football, so we will be heading off to register tomorrow morning. It starts and ten, but I think we'll head out there around eight, just to be safe. I remember standing in line to register Cole for soccer many years ago. We were in a HUGE line for a couple hours. We were still nowhere near the entrance to the building when a man came out and said "all the spots have been filled." NOT a fun morning.

The boys have another bowling tournament on Sunday.

Jade is home for the weekend.

Cole won't let me take him to get his hair cut. I'm not sure what look he's going for... whatever it is, I can't say I like it. So, I'll let it go for now. It's not my head.

Brett has made a gazillion paper airplanes - think the vortex is my favorite. Coolest little thing. It's not really a plane, it's more of a cylinder. Look it up if you're bored and looking for something to do with the kids (and it's cheap)! We made some in the summer and threw them back and forth for hours.

I've decided that I'm going to win the 49 million in tomorrow night's 649. The clerk that sold me the ticket assured me that it's the winning one. I sure hope he's right this time. I'm beginning to think he's a liar.

I think about what life would be like with that kind of money. I'm not sure that it would be all that it's cracked up to be. The worries over money would be eliminated, but they would be replaced by other ones. But then I come to the conclusion that that would be an exchange I would be willing to make. I can roll with the punches - I'd manage somehow!

Cole advised me that he needs to make up a portfolio for school. He asked me for all the awards he's received throughout his educational career. Ummm... I rummaged through my filing cabinet, my recipe cabinet, Rubbermaid totes full of kids school work, through the layers and layers of things stuck on the fridge... all I could find was seven of them. I am almost positive that majority of them hit the recycling bin after being on the fridge for six months. When he was in grade one, I was unaware that these tacky blue, yellow, orange and pink photocopied "certificate of achievement" awards would be required seven years later. I will start saving Brett's...

This little task made me realize something -

At work, I am the most organized person you will ever encounter. I hate having papers on my desk. I post and file things as soon as they come to me. I honestly believe you should only touch a piece of paper once, unless it's absolutely unavoidable. I can find anything anyone could possibly need in a matter of seconds. Everything has its place and everything is in its place. My inbox is always empty before I leave at the end of the day... well, there's an occasional exception to this rule, but more often than not, there is not a loose paper to be found on my desk.

Now - in my quest to find the tacky awards, I was hit by the realization that my filing system at home does not resemble those found in my office. OH MY!

Nothing is in alphabetical order. There are indeed folders for each of the utilities and all the usual bills, but they are not stored with any organization whatsoever. In amongst the folders are more folders stuffed with... well, it appears to be garbage. I have receipts from 1995 still. Probably older than that, but I didn't have time to get side tracked. My desktop is COVERED in files, papers, magazines, staplers with no staples, mounds of mechanical pencils with no leads, pens that don't work, but never seem to hit the garbage, not to mention what appears to be eight months worth of bills that have been paid, but have never been filed. I am disgusted with myself. Another job for tomorrow I think. Will depend on the weather though. If it's nice, I'm going outside to play. I am tired of being inside (but if I have to choose between stuck inside, or freezing cold, I'll take the indoor option).

Well, I guess I should end this now. It's really not going anywhere and I have to search through my recipes to figure out what to make for Jade... she's going to a potluck birthday party dinner. This would normally be a no brainer, but it's just outside Toronto and she has to take the train. I don't think she wants to carry a crock pot. Maybe I'll pop over to the big red kitchen to browse. I love that site.

So there you go. I am off to lurk!

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