Sergeant

This post is loooong overdue...

The day was July 8, 1998. It was blistering hot. There was a full moon that evening. And a sweet baby boy was born. He had dark brown hair, bright blue eyes and he could raise one eyebrow as if he was deep in thought. Yes, my little man Evan decided to finally join us. After a bit of prodding (labour was induced, water was broken with a knitting-needle) and about 12 blissful hours of labour (momma was just so glad it was almost over) he came out into this bright world with a good wail and looking like a full-blown WOP. Seriously, I wanted to name him Marco. His dark hair was parted on the side like he had just combed it and he looked like he'd been in Mexico for two weeks, his skin was so dark.
Now, this 7 1/2-year-old is still as sweet as ever and that dimple of his I know is gonna melt a lot of hearts. It already does!
Evan has his share of nick-names like his sister Munson. I think Adam has made them all up. One is Big Shooter. The other? Sergeant Stroker. Because apparently he's been caught "standing at attention" a couple times. So he's a boy? What boy hasn't?? Anyways, the Sarge has apparently stuck and since Evan doesn't really know the origin of this name, he actually thinks it's pretty cool.
He's a smart little guy - he loves to read, watch movies, listen to music, play lego and anything to do with Star Wars. He honestly thinks he's a Jedi. He's a great listener - the grandparents love him because he'll just sit there and listen to EVERYTHING you have to say. And he's genuinely interested.
Little Casanova has more girl-friends than guy friends, which I find strange but what can you do. I asked him who he wants to have at his birthday party this year and this is what he told me: Sidney, Teyla, Cara, Mariam, Alyssa, Claudia (of course) and CARLY. ???? Whatever. Even his grade 1 teacher still pines over him! His class this year is right next door to her and she still gets visits from her "boy" (as she lovingly still calls him) for hugs and hellos at least twice a week.
All in all, Evan's a good guy. He's had his ups and downs and being a sensitive little guy, he's got a pretty hard shell on him.
So here he is, the Sarge - I'm stuck on what else to add about him since I'm being a little hassled on this so this'll be it for now.
Adieu

See, I told you...

I know, this is a short post. But my mom sent me this picture taken on her's and my birthday (same day) and when I look at this picture I start cracking up so hard. I TOLD you Olivia is nuts! (See previous post about Munson).

I don't really know if she was laughing, screaming or just making a face but it was way too hilarious for me NOT to post it.

And I've been getting a lot of flack for for not posting anything recently. I started a new job last week and before that was studying for an exam - don't worry, once I get back into the working groove I'll be back at 'er. Hang tight.

You Are Sworn to Secrecy

I have been tagged once again by Carly, so here you are. Five Guiltly Pleasures (and I'm assuming by guilty pleasure it is something that I love to do that I should be incredibly ashamed of?)

1. Salt. I love salt. There are certain foods that I just can NOT consume without adding salt. I know it's bad for me but I think that in moderation I should be ok. I have very low blood pressure so I'm still in the safety zone. I'm sure I'll die from it some day though, I'm sure of it.

2. Shopping. If I could, I would honestly shop till I drop. I love to buy clothes - for myself, Adam, the kids. I love to buy stuff for the house. Heck, I even ENJOY grocery shopping! And drug stores? LOOOOVE 'em! They should put up little cabins in factory outlet parking lots for people like me. I'd spend entire weekends there.

3. This one is so bad. I'm a people-watcher, which is fine. But I make fun of people ALL THE TIME. It's so bad. I don't do it alone - I usually have an 'unnamed' accomplice. But, as Adam says, there is definitely a nice little spot by the fire reserved just for me...in Hell.

4. Celebrity gossip. My mom buys People magazine all the time and when she's done with them, I read them. Lately, it's more been for Adam and I to fight over who gets to do the crosswords in them (how geeky are we?), but I do like to read. Did you hear what Nicky Hilton said when she saw Mischa Barton at a club the other day? "What is that fat pig doing here?". HAHAHA. I just love it! And why does Katie Holmes smile like a freekin' 6-year-old? Tom Cruise is gonna go way more insane than he already is and she'll end up with a restraining order against him.

5. Reality TV. I shunned it for years. Then I started watching the Amazing Race and loved it. Then I met Adam and he got me to watch the American Idol auditions and thought they were hilarious. Now I watch Survivor, and absolutely LOOOOVED So You Think You Can Dance. Those guys were amazing! I still can't be bothered with the Bachelor and Big Brother and Fear Factor stuff though.

And remember, what happens on Kelly's blog, stays on Kelly's blog.

Moi

• Last Alcoholic Drink: Red wine after dinner last night
• Last Car Ride: This morning, dropped kids off at daycare then ran errands.
• Last Kiss: Olivia, when I dropped the kids off.
• Last Good Cry: A couple weeks ago when my ex was 2 hours late picking up the kids and I was more angry about his irresponsible nature.
• Last Library Book checked out: Holy crap - it would've been about 9 years ago in college.
• Last Movie Seen in Theatres: The Exorcism of Emily Rose - it was months ago!
• Last Book Read: A non-fiction crime novel called The Surgeon's Wife
• Last Movie Rented: I think it was Skeleton Key
• Last Cuss Word Uttered: It was the eff one, moments ago, and it was to Dante who I'm gonna kill in a second
• Last Beverage Drank: Coffee.
• Last Food Consumed: Bagel chips with cream cheese on them.
• Last Phone Call: And old friend from Ranch Park - Nomayne
• Last TV Show Watched: The Morning News
• Last Time Showered: Yesterday after my workout - I'm going in the shower as soon as I post this.
• Last Shoes Worn: Black leather boots that just go up to my calves.
• Last CD Played: The Killers in the car, as per Olivia's request.
• Last Item Bought: Some silk plants from Michaels
• Last Download: It was from Nick Jr. website for Olivia - something to do with Dora the Explorer.
• Last Annoyance: The guy that ran the stop sign near Evan's school yesterday and almost killed me - thank goodness I'm an attentive driver.
• Last Disappointment: The way I was treated at the job I just quit - I didn't want it to end that way, but it was out of my control.
• Last Thing Written: A letter I started to my friend Carly, who will be jetting off to Paris in a few days
• Last Key Used: My front door
• Last Word Spoken: See above regarding the last cuss word uttered....
• Last Sleep: last evening from about 10:30 - 6:00 this morning
• Last Sexual Fantasy: It had something to do with Adam and I being away somewhere on a remote beach - I keep dreaming about a vacation alone with him!!
• Last Weird Encounter: With the ex-boss on Tuesday when she told me to leave
• Last Ice Cream Eaten: I don't remember - I almost never eat ice cream. I think it was Spring Break last year when I drove out to Langley with the kids just to get Baskin Robbins.
• Last Time Amused: Reading a comment on my blog from my sister-in-law. I actually laughed out loud. (Before I swore at my cat).
• Last Time Wanting To Die (figuratively): I think it was a few minutes before I quit my job, I felt really sick to my stomach because I felt so bad about it.
• Last Time Hugged: Adam, this morning - we were moody toward each other last night and I needed a hug from him.
• Last Time Scolded: I don't know - it was probably in December before I finished at my other job, my old supervisor BEEACH. I probably didn't read her mind correctly.
• Last Chair Sat In: Other than here at the computer - it was in my car.
• Last bowel movement: Ok, who put this question in here? This morning, if you really need to know
• Last Underwear Worn: White bikini's with a pink flower on the front
• Last Shirt Worn: black sweater
• Last Webpage Visited: I just read the headlines on MSN.com

The End.

This is So Rad!

As I sit here and catch up on 3 weeks worth of emails from my friends and family, I come across one of those memory lists. You know the ones - they remind you of how old you are because they list the prices of chocolate bars in 1965 and old hair styles and heartthrobs. This particular one was written for girls that grew up in the 70's and it has inspired me to jot down a few memories of my own from the 80's. Now, I was born in 1977, so much of the early 80's I don't remember just because I was so young. But here's what I do remember:

You Were a Kid in the 80's If You Remember: (and if you don't remember it's because you smoked too much pot in high school)

• Home-made Halloween costumes like the one's in the above picture. (Halloween in my kindergarten class in 1982)
• You wore stirrup-pants with your jellybean shoes.
• You had pink lipstick that came in a Crayola tube shaped like a crayon (I still remember the weird flavour of that stuff!)
• You wore a huge hair clip with a big fabric bow on it, or a banana clip. (this is where a picture of Kristin would come in real handy because I know I have a pic of her wearing one somewhere.....)
• You tried to dress like Cindy Lauper or Madonna for Halloween one year but your parents wouldn't let you.
• You dreamed of having a phone that looked like a duck and quacked when it rang (like on Silver Spoons).
• The song "You're My Obsession" was always in your head but just the music, not the words.
• You raced home to watch 3-2-1 Contact or an After School Special because Kirk Cameron was in it.
• You had a K-Way jacket that you would actually fold up into the little pouch and wear around your waist.
• Everyone wore neon - especially on the sides of your bicycle shorts.
• Thriller and Cindy Lauper's "She's So Unusual" were your first albums or (as in my case) cassette tapes.
• Your mom was your hero because she braved the stampede to buy you your first Cabbage Patch Doll.
• You used almost an entire can of hair spray to hold up your bangs.
• Tight stretch jeans.

And as you grew a little older.....

• You had a bad poodle-perm as a teenager in the 90's (I am NOT including that picture)
• Guys sported mullets, and they were darn cool.
• You tight-rolled your jeans and wore them proudly with your Club Monaco or Mondetta sweatshirt.
• You dreamed of a boyfriend that would have longer hair than you.
• You danced the running man to C & C Music Factory, Black Box and Bel Biv Devoe.
• Hammer Pants.
• Eternity perfume.
• You wore jeans cut into shorts with black tights underneath. R-E-D H-O-T. Yeah baby.

And a little later....

• My favorite shoes: my 8-hole Doc Marten steel-toed boots.
• Mosh-pits.
• Cutting the bottoms of your jeans so they would fray in the wash.
• Grunge.
• You quoted stupid sayings from Wayne's World and ended every sentence with "NOT".

Holy shit, were we losers or what?