A quick post as I am knee deep into sorting socks. Oh the joys of a domestic diva! Where the f$#k do the mates to the socks go?? Running I guess. Certainly a high divorce rate for socks in my house. It was so bad last week, I went and bought another package of socks. Couldn't bear to sit and sort...Shay actually asked me if I could find him some for school tomorrow.
All is well with me. I had a mellow week this week as far as working out goes. I wasn't feeling great...a little run down,so I've taken it easy. This week I'm back at it hard. Looking forward to tomorrow morning with my gal ...ready to kick some butt on the bridges.(I'm praying it doesn't rain though...don't like walking in the rain....)
Here's the Meal Plan for the week:
Monday: Rock Cod and Basmati rice, and vegetable medley. Tomato and Cucumber salad.
Tuesday: Crock Pot Roast beef with onions, potatoes and carrots. Green Salad.
Wednesday: Chicken Ceasar Salad
Friday: Stew and Whole Wheat Buns.
We're in Kitimat for the weekend...Yay for Turkey!!! Gobble gobble!
*** Last week I made chili instead of Stew so am doing the Stew this week.(in case anyone is wondering why my menu looks the same as last week!)
Here's a couple of Gav stories.
He was sitting on the "throne" and he noticed something I had thrown out in the garbage can.
"Mommy what's that in the garbage can?"he asked.
"That's my underwear."I stated.
"Your unwear...hmm...I guess you had to throw them out cuz your bum got too big for them!"he stated.
Then I replied in a snarky tone, "My butt fits in them fine...they grew a hole in them!"
Last night after coming back from an evening with friends Gav and I (the other boys were on a campout to Kleanza Creek)were winding down before bed. I was quickly checking my emails and he was having a glass of milk and a piece of the yummaliscious square that I bought at M&M's.
He came into the computer room and said, "Mommy why doesn't Gramma 'Sicky have a husband?"
"Her husband died many years ago Gav....he's up in heaven." I replied.
"How'd he die?"he asked.
"His brain had an owie."I explained(an aneurism)
"Oh...I bet Gram 'Sicky can't wait to go and see him again in heaven!"He smiled.
I started to cry.
It just was an odd moment that out of the blue he would be thinking about this. Today I phoned Scott's mom and told her of the conversation the night before and she told me that today was the 35th anniversary of his death. She was touched by this conversation.
When I told Scott he was moved.
God moves in mysterious ways!
Anyhow I'm off to pack lunches. My schedule for tonight is all wonky because of the friggen socks!!!
Have a great Monday!
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