In Case You Were Wondering...

Some songs make me cry.

I spend time missing people who probably don't miss me.

I leave my house in my pajamas way more often than I should.

I like rainy days more than sunny days.

Wicker freaks me out.

Once you're my friend, once I love you, it is nearly impossible to change my mind about you.

I'm a bit of a stickler about spelling, and words like their/there/they're. Somebody once told me that "stickler" is just another word for "pain in the butt." I'm okay with that.

I studied theatrical make-up in college because I was too chicken to audition (as an actor) for shows until my last year of school.

I used to be completely fluent in French.

I hate cowboy boots.

I don't always volunteer my opinions, but just ask me. I have them. Lots of them.

I wish I was 5' 7".

I struggle with post-partum depression.

I'm not a snob. Except about chocolate.

I thought at some point I'd get on Oprah. No idea what for.

If I could pick a talent to be brilliant at, it would be singing.

I've given three people bloody noses in my life. If I had had my way, there would have been one more.

My favourite way to pray is alone, out loud, in my car.

I have only been in a police car once. It was not at all what I expected.

I typically like British humour way better than North American humour.

I will avoid being embarrassed at almost any cost.

Seafood makes me gag.

If you have seen Dead Poet's Society, you have pretty much seen my high school.

I come from one of the most normal families I've ever seen. And we're not that normal.

I have never drunk cola or alcohol on purpose.

My siblings are all people I would be friends with even if we weren't related.

I have been bored enough to search for and trim my own split ends. Though I can't believe I ever had time for that.

I can't stand Titanic.

I've had all my babies at home, and not because I was trying to prove anything.

I've been vegetarian for over 14 years.

Shopping makes me cranky.

My cat allergy once landed me in the hospital.

Fall is my absolute favourite season.

I don't get the whole ketchup on eggs thing.

I think gratitude is one of the most important attributes anyone can have.

There are people in my life I can probably never fully repay, but I will try.

Christmas music will likely start playing in October at my house.

What are some things that make you weird? I mean, you?

When Boy Genius Just Wants To Go To Recess

Gabriel came home today with some of his school work from the past week, which I like to look through to see what he's learning, how he's doing, and where we might need to spend some extra time (which rarely happens since he's a really good student). He has been learning about writing lead-ins to stories, articles, etc. They are learning what to include so that people know right off what you're writing about and want to keep reading. So they were asked to pick a couple of topics and for each, write an interesting lead-in, and then a boring lead-in. Gabriel chose Lions for one topic, and Mandarin Oranges for his second. He wrote really good lead-ins for both, including some interesting facts and details. I turned the page to read his boring lead-in.

He wrote 18 lines.

He wrote the word "Blah" 72 times.

Catalog Living

This is my new favourite website. Even if you don't think the first few are funny, just keep reading. If you don't end up shedding a few tears from laughter, there's something wrong with you.

Little Dude #3

Duncan has his first soccer game ever, tonight. He has been wanting to play since last year when Gabriel played for his first time (we got going a little late with G).

We went to his first practice last week, and there was a lot of excitement. He got his own brand new ball, and his jersey and socks. We didn't know what colour the team would be, but of course, they're Duncan's most favourite colour, green. Things just seem to work out for that kid. And just FYI, don't ever let a team of 4 and 5 year olds decide on the team name. "And the Leprechauns sweep the play-offs!!" is not something you'll be hearing anytime soon.

Back to the practice. Duncan is the youngest one on the team, so rather than have anyone notice that he was the smallest, he did a lot of really dramatic wipe-outs, and threw out great advice to no one in particular about keeping your eye on the ball. He already thinks his coach is the bomb, and had to Skype the grandparents as soon as he got home to show them his new duds.

"The Dunk" has always been unbelievably coordinated and physical, so I'm not worried about him catching on and doing just fine, but tonight I expect to see a lot of 'mob ball', and kids picking grass and waving to their parents on the sidelines. I coached this age group one summer while I was home from college, and it was a riot. I have to admit, I signed Duncan up as much for my own entertainment as his desire to play. I'm predicting he'll be dressed in his uniform by lunch time, asking me for the 85th time what I think the post-game snacks will be...