Five Fun Facts For Friday February Fifth

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Hi!

How are you?

Missed you!

Love you lots!

What’s new?

I have been crazy-busy and I haven’t been managing it very well.

However, I am a smart person and one of my strengths is knowing my limits. That is a very good thing. In the spirit of self preservation I allowed myself to not post here. (I was still posting there, and everywhere else, mind you. What am I crazy?!? Of course I was still posting. You should just go ahead and follow me in all the places that way when stuff happens you will know where to find me. You never know when you might need a little dose of silly and I carry it with me wherever I go. Picture a little jar of glitter or cupcake sprinkles. Yeah. Like that! I am armed and ridiculous. So… find me. We have all the ways to connect. Connect, people!)

December was when my last post went live.

Suddenly that seems very, very, long ago.

Meh.

In the grand scheme of things it’s not.

Anyhoo!

Here I am. Hi! waves

It’s Friday and I am happy and life is good. I have lots to be grateful for and I am really looking forward to the weekend!

This is my Birthday Week and since Monday was kind of a ridiculous day (notice a theme?) we are having a bit of a do-over before next week begins. The plan is to go out for burgers with the Things and then maybe catch a movie. (Ooh! That reminds me. I have to pick up movie admissions at Costco. That is quite the savings, isn’t it? I love Costco.) I know we’ll have fun! Who wouldn’t have fun with M&Ms in the giant bag of popcorn?

All this to say, all’s well. I’ll write more. I will.

I have plans.

So, without further ado, here are Five* Fun Facts For Friday February Fifth!

  1. Once again, for the third (?!?!) time since starting Tempered With Kindness, I have a new blog host. (This, in part, is why I have been reluctant to publish here.)
  2. It is Black History Month and there is a new Heritage Minute featuring none other than Nova Scotia’s own Viola Desmond. You learned all about her here, remember? Check out the new Heritage Minute here.
  3. I still do not have my 2016 Mom CPU! Oy. Not good. I cannot find one anywhere. Someone suggested ordering one online in January and that seemed silly because how long would it take to arrive, blah, blah, blah… it’s just a simple calendar… I’m sure I’ll be able to pick one up. How hard can it be to find a big magnetic Mother Word calendar for my fridge?! Well who’s the silly one now?! Derp. You all must have the exact calendar I want because there are exactly ZERO in my orbit. harumphs
  4. I have once again resurrected my CD collection and this time I am on a mission to keep them in my space. They need a proper storage solution, mind you, and I am accepting suggestions on this front. Do you have a CD collection? How do you keep them? Are they out of sight, out of mind or welcome in your world?
  5. I was featured in a BuzzFeedNews listicle (Great word, Joe!) and I almost died laughing about it. You can check it out here and in 14-16 months you are welcome to come shopping with me at Halifax’s new IKEA and we can BUY ALL THE FLEUFEGNUUGEN! Deal?

Thanks for reading and sharing and engaging. You are all my favourite!

Happy Friday!

Have you read any fun facts lately? Have any to share? Feel free to leave a fun fact in the comments. I will respond to every single one with another fun fact. We will all be so smart by the end of these shenanigans!

*Bonus fun fact: I love Frente! (The exclamation point is part of their name. What’s not to love?) Best Bizarre Love Triangle cover ever.

**Extra bonus fun fact: That first fact up there just will not format properly and I want to throw a tantrum. I am going to hit publish instead. Grr! shakes fist in technology’s general direction

Super Fly!

So one night early in November I was sitting here trying to write when I heard the unmistakable sound of a housefly buzzing agains a window.

You know that irritating buzzing and flicking sound?

I loathe that sound.

Anyway, I was here attempting to get a post written and published and the sound, for some reason, was more irritating than usual.

It was the first week of November. The Halloween jack o’lanterns were still on the patio and I had gone outside to turn off a little reusable candle that had been inside Thing 2’s pumpkin.

I got it into my mind that I must have let the fly in then and that it had to be a super icky kind of fly. Maybe the kind of fly that enjoys hanging out with decomposing gourds. The kind of fly the might have been Jeff Goldblum in another life.

Oh my gourd!

It was grossing me out.

You know how sometimes you can habituate a noise or a pest?

Yeah? Well I don’t because that flipping fly was going to drive me mad.

It was him or me.

It was being bold. At the very least it could not be allowed to stay in my bedroom. I’d never sleep. Yuck!

My poor husband was none the wiser (Poirot was on), but that damn fly was buzzing around him as he slept. I couldn’t let that happen. So I jumped up and quickly turned off the lamp on his bedside table.

Now my desk lamp was the only source of light (aside from the glow of the TV and my monitor) and you know what obnoxious flying insects love? They just can’t seem to get enough of light sources. Especially light sources with boxy shades so they can bounce off as many surfaces as possible and thusly gross out their unsuspecting human hosts.

I tried to shoo it away and do you know what that fly did? It flew right at my head!

Inside my head, my brain screamed, ” Oh no you didn’t!”

There was but one choice.

I needed hairspray.

Don’t tell me I’m the only one.

I can’t be the only one!

In the end I bested the demonic creature.

Then I laughed out loud because I am fairly certain that I must have looked at least a little bit like this.

We all have our straws.

What drives you a little bit (or a lot) crazy?

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It is late and I am talking myself into posting tonight by basically writing this and posting it.

A dose of blog, if you will. You know, like drinking really gross coffee from your hometown because there are no other options and you really need some caffeine so you go to the place that has the caffeine? Yeah, that.

I was rather proud of myself for posting a blog last night and I had every intention of posting earlier today, but guess what! The Universe interjected and said, “Oh! You want something, now, do you? Ha ha! Itty bitty insignificant being. That’s not how it works!”, then proceeded to lock me out of my blog all day long and while I was trying to see the upside – I had posted, after all – it also went one step further and ate any and all comments that nice people left on my post. (There may or may not have been lots of comments. Who’s to say? It’s a mystery, really.)

Regardless, I feel sad. That really stinks, doesn’t it?

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When I was finally able to access my blog I was thrilled to see that a number of views did happen throughout the day, but not a single comment. The only reason I knew something was wrong with that particular aspect of my blog – at all – is that when I mentioned it to my IT Department he disagreed because, in fact, he had left a comment which clearly was not here. Wah!

Anyhoo!

If you left a comment. Thanks!

If you read my post. Thanks!

If you are reading this now. Thanks!

Hopefully this will be the last major bump in the road.

Speaking of bumps in the road. I didn’t plan on feeling any at all today and as such chose to be car-free for the entire day, but again the Universe chortled (oooh! Now there’s a 13 cent word!), and declared, “Car-free?!? Oh, ho ho! Silly human. That’s inconceivable!” and then went a step further and made sure Thing 1 had his phone with him (I swear he almost never takes that thing to school!) and would be permitted to panic text me from homeroom about forgotten items on this the real first day of school where students were expected to show up ready to start working, which – and call the teachers crazy if you must – involves little things like, you know, having school supplies with you at school.

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So, my plans were flipped on their head and my extra time was stolen.

I have plans to get it back.

I’ll come back tomorrow with my charts and slide rule.

Suffice it to say that smartphone is currently on my desk. Let’s just call it a tech time out.

That has to count for at least 30 minutes of my stolen time!

I’m feeling better already.

Posting!

 

STOP Signs

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So it’s about 3 PM and I have pretty much consumed a day’s worth of food.

I don’t really even know what happened or why, but there you have it.

Now I have to figure out how the heck to make a burrito for my dinner (It’s burrito night, don’t you know?) and somehow not go completely off the rails while doing it.

I won’t be derailed. I can’t be. Staying railed is crucial to my health and happiness. I need to follow through.

One bad choice cannot be the end of a good pattern. I can’t take it back, but I sure as heck can acknowledge it, stop my crazy train, and redirect it, right?

Going off the rails in a crazy train is not a part of my plan. It’s hard enough to keep this crazy train chugging along. Can you imagine the weight of lifting a whole train filled with crazy back onto the track!! It’s unbearable.

Not going to do it.

So now what?

Well for starters, I’ll be drinking a metric boatload of water.

Wash away the sins of the world. Yeah, I have magical water apparently.

I will also go for a walk tonight. I tried this morning, but it just wasn’t the right time and really 175 things were irritating me all at the same time, so after 15 minutes I stopped and went home. Sad, but true.

I will have a smoothie for breakfast tomorrow. A good start leads to a better day.

I will forgive myself right this minute for a bad day.

STOP!

It’s over.

Move on.

The kids will be home soon and I will not waste a second on beating myself up. Nope. Nope nope.

Do you listen to your stop signs?

Do you occasionally miss one and crash?

Any advice? For me or anyone reading?

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On The Go

I feel like I have not stopped to take a breath in the last two weeks.

I don’t think I like it.

I mean I am busy and busy can be good, but there is a fine line between busy and crazy-busy.

Busy is having something to do and managing to still get the basics taken care of.

Crazy-Busy on the other hand leaves me feeling like I am always forgetting something, barely meeting commitments, scrambling to take care of pretty basic stuff (Oh hai couch covered in clean laundry! Stop looking at me like that. I’ll get to you. Eventually.), not being as careful as I should be with the care and feeding of myself, skipping exercise (because surely all this running around must be good for something, right? Wrong.) Feeling like I can’t do it all.

It is not balanced.

I want balance.

How the heck do people achieve that? Seriously. I’m asking.

I want to write more and I love having something to do. Honestly. These things make me extremely happy.

I need to take charge of my shedule.

Maybe I should actually construct one, even. Oh ho! Now we’re talking!

I love knowing that something fun is coming up and I love looking forward to family events and fun with my Things.

I have no qualms making sure that they meet their commitments, get sleep, eat well, exercise. (Thing 2 is even taking part in the Drs. NS Youth Run this morning at the Blue Nose Marathon.)

Time to take a step back and make sure I am doing this for myself.

Yesterday, was actually lovely. We had a family day and we haven’t done that in a long, long, time.


That’s the first thing getting entered in my work life balance schedule.

How do you manage it all?

Do you even try?

When is the last time you felt at ease with the way everything was working out in your life?

Do you live a Crazy-Busy life?

Do you secretly love it?

One Step Forward And Two Steps Back. (Or My Life In Glacier Parenting)

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I had no intention of blogging tonight. (Well not here at least.)

I’d really rather be doing something else. (Eating chocolate, mostly.)

However, here I am. (Hi! Fancy meeting you here!)

I have a PSA*. (Pullleeeease STOP Arguing!)

Today, while sunny and nice outside, has been ridiculous.

There were homework woes that have not been displayed so outwardly in years.

I forgot how trying it could be.

Well, no. Not quite forgotten. I will never forget the struggles we have gone through.

It is more like I had hoped a milestone had been passed for good, but clearly no, that is not the case.

Life, is not really well known for being so simple, is it?

The frustration of feeling your child’s frustration is awful. I swear to you that I know this kid better than he knows himself. I know the way he is feeling. I know that I do. They are his feelings, though, so he must feel them. I try my best to help him help himself. I encourage. I monitor. I remind. I know.

I do all these things and yet I end up feeling like the enemy. I can do and I can know all these things, but I cannot experience his life. I cannot live it. I can’t make him understand these things anymore than someone could understand them for me. And you know what? That really stinks!

How frustrating for the frustrated to not understand that I understand.

It gets a bit tangled right about there. Hands tied. Deep breaths. Bite tongue. Walk away. Just for a little while. A minute or two. Go have some water. Figure out dinner. Make a plan. Check on his little sister. Let cooler heads prevail.

I am not a fan of all this sadness. It is draining.

I am totally exhausted right now. I feel like my day has been stolen. Everyone’s has. Everyone’s.

Not the way I prefer to end a week. Or start a week. What is Sunday? Is it the end or the beginning? I am too tired to choose. Does it even matter? (Now I have Semisonic’s “Closing Time” running through my head. You know? “Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.”)

It would be worse to maybe never feel it though. My empathy, I must believe, is a strength.

And yet.

Hoo boy! This day.

It feels like the Toddler phase is never-ending ’round here.

Alas, feelings are not facts. I say it. I believe it. I must apply it to myself.

Sorry if I scared the bajoopees out of those of you currently parenting Toddlers, earlier.

It really does get better. I promise. It does.

It’s just that, for me, today, I felt like all the steps forward were being outnumbered by all the steps back.

*Go ahead, fire away with all the things PSA could stand for. I meant Public Service Announcement, but I admit some pretty funny not so PG words also popped into my head. Meh. At least my sense of humour is still intact**.

**Full disclosure: It was hanging by a thread not too long ago and quite frankly is still a bit iffy***.

***When Thing 1 was teeny, he used to say “Iffy Daisy!” instead of “Oopsie Daisy!”, which was something we said a lot. Mostly, because we had a teeny Thing 1 who was busy dropping and spilling things.

Monday Motivation Needs More Motivation 

Good morning!

Today I need a bit of an extra boost.

These days are a challenge for everyone, so I’m sharing!

Mini Eggs have 210 calories and 28g of  carbohydrates (not to mention 10g of fat, 6g of which are saturated!) for 42 grams, or about 17 eggs .


Hmm? Whassat? Oh, no. No reason. Just a random fact*.

WHAT?

I like to educate.

I do.

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Okay! Okay!

Maaaayyyybe I found the hidden Mini Eggs. Maybe.

Who’s to say? It’s a mystery, really.

Anyway, before I do any more damage to my plans, and to circumvent any damage you might be about to do to yours, I thought I’d come and share these facts with you.

The truth hurts.

The truth shall set me free.

Contradiction. It’s a fact of life.

A life I’d like to keep living for a really long time.

Now excuse me while I take those seventeen Mini Eggs and disperse them between the Things’ Easter baskets. They won’t divide evenly and though that could drive me mad, I will not eat another stOOpid egg! One Thing will just have to get an extra egg. It all evens out in the wash, as they say.

Oh, and I have also sealed the bag and tossed it way up into the cupboard of sin that I can’t reach.

Done!

So, how is your Monday going?

Any hurdles to share?

What is motivating you today?

Whatever it is, I hope you have it in abundance.

*Here’s another fact: I ate another Mini Egg when I went to get the bag to check my facts. Somebody stop me!

Something Good

This* is the best thing I have done for myself in more than a week.

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Winter is hard.

I am trying to kick myself in the bum, but my feet don’t go that way, so I might need an intervention by way of a virtual butt kicking.

How are you faring off?

Are you remembering to take care of yourself?

What do you do to keep motivated when the weather outside is screaming at you to take a nap?

You know? Like this.

*This is a smoothie made with water, 1/4 c frozen blueberries, 1 scoop protein powder. I used my Hamilton Beach single serve blender to, well, blend it.

C Is For Cookie. That’s Good Enough For Me!

COOKIE!

 

I haven’t had a cookie in a really long time and I think I must be nearing my breaking point because at this moment in time I can only think about one thing – and that one thing is ALL THE COOKIES!

I blame all the posts about Holiday Baking that keep popping up in my timelines.

I know an awful lot of Cookie Monster enablers, I fear.

I am at once thrilled and disappointed that most of them are far away.

Clearly, I am conflicted.

So what is a Cookie Monster who’s gone right off cookies, to do?

How can I get my thoughts out of my head while keeping my cookie cravings at bay?

Wait.

I’ve got it!

I can share some of the delicious theoretical cookies with you! Then you will be thinking about ALL THE COOKIES and I won’t have to bear this burden all by my cookie-denying lonesome.

*thumbs up*

So, without further ado, I give you my current cookie obsessions.

First there was this little Toblerone enhanced gem from Rebecca at A Little Bit of Momsense.

Then, this beauty popped up in my Facebook timeline, shared by Candace from Life in Pleasantville. It is sure to be a hit with the kids. Especially if you go for the giant cookie technique that Kelly shares!

Finally, (Well, for now at least, but I’m not making any promises!) Momstown Halifax shared this very easy, yet very pretty cookie that would be so fun to make with your Things! It came from the lovely people at CBC Parents.

 

And here’s a little something to do during this upcoming Holiday season. You know, in your spare time.

Whew! I feel much better now.

Thanks!

 

Sorry**, for dropping all of that on you at once, but I feel so much better now.

Wouldn’t you agree these are worthy cookies to share?

If you’re a smart cookie, you will!

Either way, now you can have all my cookie thoughts and hopefully I will have fewer.

It’s a devious kind of kindness, but it’s ultimately out of love that I share these things.

If you don’t like it, well … I guess it’s true what they say.

That’s the way the – wait for it – COOKIE crumbles! *wink*

 

 

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**I’m so not sorry!!

We’re Doomed!

I’m on my iThing with my husband right now*. (Yes. Really. Blogging in real time. What an innovator!)

I had a teeny feeling of panic because I couldn’t see my phone and went looking for it. I walked to the kitchen, where I had recently refilled my water bottle, and made it all the way back to my desk before the “Well, DOI!” struck.

Swear to God.

Technology is making me stupid.

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It’s the modern day equivalent of searching for one’s glasses while one’s glasses are perched atop one’s head.

 

What is the silliest thing you have done lately?

Do you ever catch a glimpse of your own ridiculousness and simply have to laugh?

Please share an anecdote with me in the comments and help me to feel less alone with my ridiculousness.

 

 

 

*Well, it was a few minutes ago – now – if I’m being honest.

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