Fine line between love and cake.

I love a good cake, who doesn't?
Chocolate, vanilla, marble they're all good.
Although I am at the stage where I need to watch what I eat, I'm in my 30's and still have 14lbs of baby weight to lose. I could have lost the remainder of this weight if I would have put my mind to it, but food is too delicious and exercise is too much hard work.

But, I have to make a commitment to myself to get back in shape an lose this damn 14lbs, I hate being this weight.
Maggie will be skinny, Maggie WILL be skinny!

About me................

(1) I am from the 'hood' Little Hulton in Manchester

(2) I like extra spicy food

(3) I don't have a middle name.

(4) Horses scare the crap out of me

(5) I am double jointed








(6) I can't drink wine from anything but a wine glass.
(7) I have dyed my hair since I was 15.
(8) I was unpopular at School.
(9) I have a weak stomach, for poop, blood, open sores, anything along the lines of this.


(10) Ice cream makes me ill. (I still eat it though)







(11) I tried to become vegetarian once, it lasted half a day. :(

(12) I am bad with money.
(13) I day dream way too often.   It is both a blessing and a curse that I can totally zone out on you during a very intense (or boring) conversation.   I can usually cover this.  But sometimes I can’t.
(14) I wipe my hands after eating chips on my clothes.
(15) Cake is my favourite food group.
(16) I enjoy different types of people and their quirky ways.
(17) I got fired from my 1st job in telesales because I sucked BIG time.
(18) I got fired from my 2nd job in an office because I opened a love letter written by my colleague  addressed to my boss.

(19) I can't follow recipes to save my life....
(20) I get satisfaction from picking dried nose cookies from Harlow's nose.

Supper time struggles and other tales...........

Every night without fail, supper time struggles begin.  Non of the kids want to eat. Why must this time of night be so stressful?
"When I was younger", I'll tell them, "I used to eat all my supper. I was a good girl".
Of course, I'm totally lying, I would be just as bad, even worse. I'd put food I didn't want to eat in my pockets, so I could hurry up and play out with my friends.

Sean tells me when he eats my cooking it makes him have a greasy poo.

 Kids tell you what they think, and they don't care. But's it's all good. The very small amount of times I get zero complaints from any kids during mealtime, means I have done a bang up job of supper. This normally
happens when we get take out!!!
 

Kids eh?  Life would be boring without them!

Crazy little thing called......SLEEP DEPRIVATION

There was once a point in my life I could go to bed when I wanted and wake up when I felt like it. Yes, the many years ago I was free and single... I do sometimes miss these times, if I am to be perfectly honest. Now I am on a strict schedule, it called the Harlow non-schedule routine. Every now and then she'll lull me into a false sense of security by sleeping really well one night, then maybe do the same the next night. Then Bam, the 3rd night she decide she'll need feeding 3 times and then require an hour of playtime, then she'll need 2 diaper changes and maybe need to puke on my bed, all whilst smiling sweetly the whole time,
The pure joys of parenthood...You can't buy this stuff, if you could, it'd cost you a fortune.
If I feel like a zombie the next morning, which most of the time I do, I'll make myself a few coffees to get myself going. Did I mention I have 3 different coffee machines....YES, I am really that coffee dependant.



Last night was particularly bad, Harlow was up 4 times, but nothing that a coffee can't fix.... plus, I couldn't have felt that bad, as I was clearing out my kitchen pantry at 9am this morning.  The kitchen pantry eh? Wow trying to keep that organized is something else.  The amount of times something has fallen off the shelves onto my head or foot, the times I have use profanities at this stupid $#@$%^& pantry..... Damn pantry. I'll show you.

Is Carrie from SATC my alter ego?

Sat tapping away at my laptop, writing on my blog,  thought to myself, wow, it's kind of like I am a Carrie of the normal world.....  I mean look at the evidence...



(1) I use a laptop HEELLLLOOOO! This is undeniably perfect evidence.
(2) I wear clothes, sometimes nice clean ones. Couture in style because of many of the one off designs created by my children, chocolate hand prints, baby puke, my favourite is the baby poop. it's all good as it adds to the character of the outfit.
(3) I eat at fancy restaurants, I frequently visit subway. You get sandwiches with SALAD comes complete in a plastic bag and fancy paper napkin.
(4) I am a lover of fancy shoes, the shoes we all have but unable to wear because they're so uncomfortable, so they sit in the bottom of your wardrobe collecting dust.
(5) I have a love hate relationship with Mr Big, yes that's it, the chocolate bar, I can't stand this particular chocolate bar, unless,........ there's nothing else and I'm completely desperate.
(6) I drink nice fancy alcoholic beverages.... yes, every now and then I like a nice glass of a $5.99 a bottle special. I can really feel my insides burn as I sip it.
(7) I go shopping frequently too, Walmart and Shoppers Drug Mart are my go to shops, you never know what amazing bargains on soap and toothpaste you'll get.... Name brand soap and toothpaste I might add!

Yeah............actually, my life bares absolutely no resemblance to Carrie.... I can dream can't I??

Anyhow off to make myself a delicious helping of cold chicken nuggets from Gracie's left over lunch for my lunch. Hope you have a good afternoon too!

Verdict of 1st day of School?

I asked Sean what he thought of school.....

"Crap"! he said. (not sure where he learned that sort of language) 

And that folks, is what Sean made of his 1st day back.

1st day back at school......

This morning was cold and damp, as I looked out of the window, seemed like fall was willing it's sweet little self closer and closer. Before we know it, they'll be lots of  cold white stuff all over the place...Yeah, that's it....SNOW......OOO......

I practically had to use a spatula to scrape Sean my 7 year old out of bed... He has not seen this side of the morning for months. What time I hear you asking..? 630am.. Why so early? Well the school he attends have changed the start time of school, it's now 8am.
Reluctantly he got dressed and had a mouse sized breakfast as he normally eats. He brushed his teeth with the vigor of a old aged sloth.
We walked to school this morning as I thought it would be a great idea... 'great' ideas eh? especially mine make me wonder, if my 'great' ideas are really that 'great'?? ....anyhow, got Sean to school safe and sound and will be waiting to see how his 1st day of grade 2 was, with his brand new teacher.

As for Nicholas, he got out of bed had a shower and ate breakfast like an old pro!! I am sure he will secretly enjoy his 1st day of school. When I ask him how it went, he'll probably utter, "it was alright"!