Adventures in Motherhood

Me, rambling about motherhood and my ridiculous life…

Sans bra May 8, 2009

I think I might have seen a grey hair this past week. Maybe. Or it was my roots growing out….. Regardless, I am now in the process of making sure that it (or they) are never seen by anyone else. I’ll tell ya about it, but won’t let you see it.

Friday night and I am dying my hair. Good times. I am cheap and can’t be bothered to get it done in a salon, and so am doing it in my own salon (my bathroom). This way not only do I not have to wear a bra while I am doing it, but I can have a shower right after. And drink wine during…. perfect…

I am due for application 2 in 3 minutes.

*Pause*

And I am back. For 10 more minutes.

Tomorrow I am venturing to DisneyWorld with a girlfriend. It is a husband-free trip for both of us, 2 babies and one 5-year-old, 2 possible margaritas and, of course, one stop at the Canada pavilion. I have to go every time. I buy over-priced Caramilk bars and watch the 360 panoramic movie starring Martin Short and sing “Canada, My Canada”. Let’s consider it prep for re-visiting the country of my birth… which will take place next month, just after V’s 1st birthday.

It has been about 3 1/2 years since I have been home, my Canadian accent is completely gone, I slur my words, I have an American-sounding ‘a’, I say ‘y’all (and I did the other night and M didn’t even blink) and I haven’t had poutine in I don’t know how long. On the plus side, I have not developed a taste for sweet tea (thank god).

I miss my home sweet home and the thought of showing it to V is amazing. Can’t wait for him to meet his Grandparents and Great-Grandparents, see some proper Ocean and lawns with actual nice grass on them as opposed to the crap stuff we have here. See some trees that are not palm trees, gator-free lakes (bonus). West Coast Action for my boy. Hells ya.

Off to bed, need to get some sleep for that Disney action that I’ll be hittin’ tomorrow 😉

For the Canada pavillion click here

For the Canada, My Canada song, click here

To check out BC, click here

 

Ocean March 16, 2009

Filed under: cold,feet,Ocean — Ohdeerestme @ 12:24 am

The tail end of a long weekend…. a long sleep deprived weekend.

Sleep…….. delicious sleep….. I can only wish….

M and I went to Melbourne Beach , with V of course!
It was lovely… It’s been at least a year since I have seen the ocean, which is just unbelievable. It was one of the things that I missed moving from the We(s)t Coast to Central Florida. I have never lived ‘Central’ before, and am unused to actually having to drive to get to the Ocean.

That’s right, I capitalized it.

Sometimes it’s just so mighty (like it was in my previous{ times 2} sentence) that it deserves it.

How lovely to see the ocean. I had forgotten what that sweet ocean air smells like, so salty and delicious. And the sand was so fine and soft under my bare feet. The wind whipped my hair around into a big ol’mess. I totally needed a scarf for my hair AND we needed to be in a convertible. AND I probably needed to be wearing some red hot lipstick (see previous post).

My feet felt the surf slide over them, the water foamed around my toes and M danced back at cold of that water (darn East coast)… I took a deep breath the first time it washed over though. But it felt so good…

We dipped V’s little feet into that cool water and he shrieked! And clung to his Daddy so hard that someone would have needed a crowbar to pry him off.

It was almost like a baptism, in a West Coastish, East Coastish salt water mixture, soul of the Canadian sort of way. In a way, a kind of mixture of New York and Victoria mingling in the east coast water. In my mind that is….

I cannot wait to introduce him to those West Coast waterways. Have that cold and clear water of the North rush over those chubby and gorgeous little feet. Have them dip in and out of clear water on the Island, and get dirty on those sandy beaches on the West Coast.