Archive for the ‘Tips & Tricks’ Category
I feel like I missed my window to blog after Christmas. That happens, you know?
I wanted to craft a special ‘Guess What I’m the New Blogger at Yummymummyclub.ca’ type-post, but my modesty got in the way. I wrote a few drafts, wrote a few more, and then threw everything to the wind. I thought “When it feels right, I’ll write.”
And then I had this dream.
I was getting my hair re-blonded, and in the colourist’s mirror I saw the reflection of Chewbacca sitting behind me in a stylist’s chair. Naturally.
I turned around and heard him warble-growling about how he couldn’t do anything with his fur, and I suggested teasing it. Then the stylist brought out a Bumpit set and voila. My dream had a money-shot.
It was so awesome that I had to recreate it in Photoshop when I woke up.
So here you are.
And by the way, in case you didn’t already know, I’m now also blogging for Yummymummyclub.ca. *Beam*
I have no tree up yet. I have no wreath. And yet my house looks like it’s totally getting its Christmas on. How do I do it?
I have figured out some dual-purpose decor that can at least look like they belong on your walls or shelves for 3 out of 4 seasons if you don’t have time to take them down in January. Which I never do.
“I was just suckered by an ‘I dropped my soother’ maneuver. What.. did my daughter read The Art of War before bed time tonight?”
As soon as I send the tweet I feel a tsunami-sized wave of guilt. Ugh. Note to self.. cynicism – even if it fleshes out the bass undertones of humour – cannot quell the guilt that a mom feels when she vocalizes anything other than intense love and pride for her child.
Right now Vee’s angelic cries of ‘Mama’ are ripping a hole in my heart. I have had to put a wall between us, and a bedroom door that I have closed to no avail. I am still in the throes of bedtime agony.
Last month I did one of the best things I could have done for myself. I went to Ottawa as part of the Yummy Mummy Club’s Winterlude celebration on Family Day weekend. And I went without the family. That was my family’s little gift to me. A me-time getaway.
I had 2 nights of luxurious sleep. I met incredible women with life-changing impact. I got spoiled. And I fell in love with my skin.