Friday, September 30, 2011

Slightly Dehydrating Myself

makes me happy.

While Byrdie has been completely out of diapers for 2 months now there has been recent whisperings around here about bringing them back.

But... not for her.

This is the thing. In the middle of the night, when I'm lying in bed, with a bead of sweat pulsing on my brow because my bladder feels like it's about to explode, the LAST thing I want to do is go to the washroom.

We've got three sleeping children in this house!

All it's going to take is one squeak of a hinge, one creak of a floor board, one flush of a toilet and BOOM! someone's awake. And once someone is awake there's a good chance of that everyone will be awake.

So what's a girl to do?

Hey, I only got came to the adult diaper solution after I lied in bed paining last night, running through all the pros and cons of putting a potty next to me in our room.

Many cons.

Okay, okay. No potty, no diapers. Maybe a little WD40 and a simple hover board would do the trick. I'm looking at you Michael J Fox.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

That Together We Tried

makes me happy.

When I handed Kev the camera today and asked him to take a couple shots, I suddenly felt very out of practice being on this side of the lens.

At least I wasn't alone.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Squeezing The Produce With Blondie

makes me happy.

Sometimes I think, 'I should really make an effort to take more photos of Kevyn and myself like I used to.'

As a blog reader and social media enjoy-er I personally always dig seeing photos of the actual author. Children, pets, homes, dinners, vacations and sunsets are all well and good. Certainly they give me a sense of the perspective on the author's life, but it's the photos of them, the photos of the person doing the posting, that really speak to me.

So if you're anything like me, and would like to see more photo of the authors of this here old blog posted here, you might have been a little disappointed that this post was not one such post.

Until of course you took a real close look at the cutest above that is Edison.

Look who's getting ALLLL the attention when those other two are off at preschool.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Make Shift Pools

make me happy.

Dad and Kev closed down the pool for the winter on Sunday.

Can you guess what that made the kids want to do all day Sunday?

"Want to swim! Want to swim!"

So what's a mom to do?

Clearly she should fill up a storage bin with warm water and...




No problems. Just solutions.

Monday, September 26, 2011

Having Someone Like Evan

makes me happy.

Byrdie and Evan had their first couple hours of preschool this morning.

Needless to say, a few of us were a little sensitive about this new adventure.

Not Evan. Cool as a cucumber.

And although Byrdie was lying in the plank position in the middle of the rug by herself when I returned 15 minutes early to peek in the window, and found out she had been in that position for most of the two hours she was there (except during song time - which she loved), I'm sure having Evan around was still a great comfort to her.

I mean, planking is better then screaming right?

Yeah, the screaming didn't happen until she saw Kelly through the window, ran up to the glass, splayed her hands on it and shouted...

"Get me out of here!"

Friday, September 23, 2011

Mini Stacy

makes me happy.

Just like her mom... Beautiful.

Have a great weekend everyone!

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Girlfriends & French Fries

make me happy.

It is probably because Kevyn has worked in the bar and restaurant industry for so long that caused him to develop his theory about safe restaurants.

Places where anyone could go, know they could find something comfortable on the menu, and Bon Jovi would surely play once during their dining experience.

You could doubtlessly ascertain that they are not his haunts of choice.

Hope he's okay with plastic trays and table numbers cause that's about the kind of safety I'm still enjoying these days when dining out with our little Byrd.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Jarring Tomatoes

makes me happy.

We jarred our own tomato sauce this weekend!

This is something I've wanted to do FOREVER. In my world forever started way back when, say 15 years ago, my mom's dear friend Nina gave me a jar of her homemade sauce. Since that day both Kelly and I have intermittently picked Nina's brain about her saucy techniques and secrets, thinking maybe one day we'd get around to giving it a try.

Well my desire to jar was set a fire when Sandy entered the picture a few years later, bringing with him jars of his mother's homemade sauce.


Well, this past weekend, Sandy's parents kindly loaned us their equipments and expertise and we finally decided to give it a go.

While there are a million variations on jarring tomatoes I'll share with you how it went down around here.

Firstly, get the water to boil. As getting a pot that large to boil can take a while...

busy yourself by chopping up your onions, garlic and hot peppers.

Once the water boils toss in the tomatoes and leave them...

until the water comes back up to a boil.

Then scoop them out and

run them through a groovy machine like this,

that separates the skin and the seeds from the gold.

Next we added those chopped onions, garlic, and hot peppers,

along with a jar of olive oil and lots of fresh basil.

For the next hour and a half we took turns stirring. We had clear instructions that the sauce must be stirred constantly as one burnt bit would ruin the batch.

Time to get the sauce in the jars.

Ensure the lip of each jar is clean and dry before placing on the lid and ring.

Place your jars back in the pot on a blankets to prevent rattles and cracks. Cover with water. Bring back up to a rolling boil for 10 minutes and then remove, place in a cool, dark home overnight and check for tight seals in the morning.

Anything that didn't fit in the jars (do yourself a favour and make sure that's a hearty portion)...

serve al fresco with a fresh, lightly toasted baguette, some olive oil, and buffalo mozzarella.

Success! Huge success!

Monday, September 19, 2011

Wilco Groupies

make me happy.

Kev and I managed to stay up past my normal 9:30pm bedtime on Saturday night and made our way down to Massey Hall to catch...


As always they put on a great show. Much more mellow then I remember them but that could be because I still am feeling the My Morning Jacket vibes from back in July.

My favourite part had to be when our girlfriend Laura rushed the stag and landed front and center, helping lead man Jeff Tweedy rock out the remainder of the show.

You see her there? Green shirt, fist a pumping!

Go Laura!

Friday, September 16, 2011

A Man of Many Talents

makes me happy.

This morning when Kelly and I got back from the park with the kids everything was a disaster from the breakfast and morning routine and Kevyn was out. As he's working crazy hours lately, both day and night, I know I can't always count on him to help around the house. But, I knew he wasn't working until 4pm this afternoon and was surprised he would go out without tidying up first. I was so surprised that I actually became a little worried.

After a little hunting and gathering of the details I discovered he had actually popped out with my dad to meet with clients about another job.

Upon returning he did tidy the house, get the laundry in, and give me the business (too much information?).

Lucky me.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Polar Bears & Peacocks

make me happy.

So Kelly & Sandy, and Evan & Edison have been living with us for just over a month now.

One down...

five(ish) to go.

Really, it's all good and there's no counting down the days.

We're all having fun, getting our groove, laying down routines, and most importantly finding the balance needed in time and space.

It is always front of mind that all humans are equal and connected but I feel there is no better way to put that theory into practice then with my family.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Shorts & Tees

make me happy.

I read this the other day over on A Cup of Jo...

There's even an awesome Scandinavian expression that says, "There's no such thing as bad weather, just bad clothes."

I love it and will certainly keep it in mind as we move forward into the fall and winter seasons but today... I'm loving this late, warm summer weather.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Rare Steaks

make me happy.

We barbecued and ate out back tonight.

Sandy actually did the grilling and the rest of us just sat there with cozy blankets wrapped around our laps as that's the kind of season we're embarking on up here in Toronto. But you've got to stretch the patio season as long as possible, right?

So Sandy grills, we sit. Steaks arrive, some get sent back. Sandy blames the lack of light, twice. Reminds me that he broke one of my favourite lamps the other night when he took a pair of pliers to it when he couldn't get the switch to turn off. It's off now... for good.

It all makes me smile.

My Morning Jacket played and I thought, 'I can't believe it's been eight years since we stood in this backyard as Kelly and Sandy exchanged their wedding vows.'

Laughing and smiling more then ever, someone choose wisely.

Friday, September 9, 2011

Little Smiley Faces

make me happy.

I've been watching a little bit of the 9/11 10th anniversary coverage.

It breaks my heart and I don't understand it.

As far back as I can remember I know I've always struggled to understand violence and aggression. I can also remember my parents trying to explain why the atrocities of the world occur as sensitively as possible to me. Certainly hoping to protect my nativity and innocence as best they could.

Clearly they did a fine job as, to this day, I prefer to view the world through rose coloured glasses and still can't never wrap my head around hostility.

But here's to hoping one day there won't be a need to explain hostility and destructiveness to our children. Here's to hoping one day our naive and innocent children grow into naive and innocent adults with hearts full of joy, love, and empathy.

Here's to hoping.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

A Husband Who Sings My Songs

makes me happy.

Kevyn shared this Winston Churchill quote with me today...

"I'm am an optimist. It does not seem too much use being anything else."

Here here.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

The Byrd Exchange

makes me happy.

Kev was working the day shift at his bar today and I had to go into my bar for a couple hours tonight.

And since our bars are only a couple blocks apart from each other I decided to head downtown to Kev's bar a little early and bring the Byrd with me.

We rode the subway down, she told me at every stop we were 'all done now,' ate some poutine together, made shy and then super friends with EVERYONE in the bar, and then headed home with daddy.

It was such a nothing little thing yet such a trip.

Monday, September 5, 2011

Celebrating Patti's Love

makes me happy.

This pass weekend I was invited up north to celebrate my girlfriend Patti and the love she shares with her soon-to-be husband Paul.

As Patti and I developed a friendship shorty before I became pregnant with Byrdie, I can't say I've had the chance to hang socially with her and her crew all that often, so I knew this would be a great opportunity to meet some new lady folk... sort of.

Some of the lady folk were actually very mutual buddies, like Miss Laura, who you've probably seen on this here blog, say... 100 or so times.

And Jodi, whom we both had the joy of working with for the past 3 years.

Then there was JR, whom I actually went to high school with.

And Lu, whom I did gymnastics with when we were young and spry, and then worked a bar together about a dozen years ago.

Lastly there was the lovely Liz, whom I had had the chance to meet only once before BUT shared a laugh over the fact that I had dated her current boyfriend briefly in another lifetime.

So not exactly new ladies but definitely awesome ones that I was happy to get to know again.

Now back to Patti...

and the fact that's she's madly in love,

and about to marry someone who makes her smile,

and laugh.

Which, in turn,

will make the world...

smile and laugh along with them.

Does it get any better?

Maybe only if you're eating TimTams while smiling and laughing and loving.

Seriously?!? Have you tried these things?