Wordless Wednesday: Losing what's left of the marbles

It's official.

I've finally gone off the deep end.

Why, you ask?

For doing this:

Goodbye, ugly beige kitchen

And this:

So long puke-y parquet floor

As well as this:

Buh bye diving wall

In the midst of this:

Getting into "Reindeer mode" for the JK Christmas concert

And this:

Still in character

And let's not forget this:

Family Gingerbread-house-making night.

Not to mention all the other million-and-one-things that go on at this time of year.

If, for some reason I'm not 100% certifiable right now, I surely will be by the end of the holidays.

Wordless Wednesday - Updates, including the rapid deterioration of furniture

After our Halloween crisis this year, this is what Ciaran finally decided on. Some kind of winged hellcat; one that apparently likes to tear apart the living room furniture.

And this is why we're not buying new sofas for a looong time, or at least until he outgrows his latest obsessive compulsion:

(Kind of) Wordless Wednesday: Just missing Casey & Finnegan

I came across this structure while my friend and I roamed the CBC building last week and was instantly turned into a giddy five-year-old. Do any of my Canadian peeps recognize this famous tree-house?

Here's a hint:

Although I grew up watching Mr. Dressup from the time I was a baby, the biggest memory I have of him is getting in crap for poking fun at my brother for watching him. I was 10 and probably trying to show off around one of my friends. I called poor Mr. Dressup a bad word, which I honestly didn't know the meaning of at the time. I've always felt incredibly guilty about it; you just don't bad-mouth Mr. Dressup. It's sacrilegious for a Canadian. Casey - maybe. He had the most annoying high-pitched voice. Finnegan - well, he couldn't talk to defend himself so I guess it wouldn't really be fair. Alligator Al, I barely remember, but Aunt Bird - now she was just plain creepy. See for yourselves - she's the old lady bird wearing glasses:

Do you have any memories, fond or otherwise of Mr. Dressup?  

Wordless Wednesday - Farewell to Summer

Ok, I know it's still technically summer, but the CNE (Canadian National Exhibition, for you non-Ontarians) always marks the end of the season for me.

This year we took my parents who were in town for their very first "Let's Go to the Ex" experience. They joined us in stuffing our faces with junk food, the most tiny, delicious doughnuts and watched Ciaran enjoy his first taste of cotton candy. I skipped the deep-fried butter, though. Cause, you know, that's just wrong! Cheryl from Mommypants would be proud of me for that, of this I'm certain.

Ciaran's First Tiny Tom donut

Trying their luck with the carnies

Look what I won!

Sleepyheads

Homeward bound

Cotton candy heaven!

Wordless Wednesday - BDT - The Good, The Bad and The ...Scary!

Anyone who knows me knows about my obsession with this man:

I think we can call this "The Good", no?

I'm not a smoker, but how cool does he make it look?

A classic scene from "Traffic"

Not his most flattering look, but he was filming "Che"

Trying to kill Anthony Hopkins in "The Wolfman"

I recently found out I have competition. Yes, it seems The Empress over at Good Day, Regular People stalks loves Benicio Del Toro just as much as I do. Yup, we've been trading secret tweets about our Benny boy. And, just as Benicio has not so gracefully grown older, so have I. I can no longer be jealous of the other BDT lady fans.

You see, there was a time when I'd become fiercely envious of anyone who dared to even agree with me that he's the most sensual man on the planet. But it seems child rearing has worn me down; I'm much too old to fight over an imaginary boyfriend these days. So, Empress, I'm dedicating this post to you, honey - enjoy!

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday - It's oh so quiet...

Ciaran is having his very first sleepover at my in-laws tonight.  This is the first time he's ever spent the night away from me. I miss him already.

But on the plus side it feels like the first time in years I can hear myself think.

And hubby and I are totally going to take advantage of this peace and quiet. Oh yes, we're going to have a nice, relaxing meal, maybe even light a candle or two. Just like the good old days B.C.- before Ciaran.

And after that? We're going upstairs to do something we haven't done in a long, long time. You know, the "S" word. And it's going to be amazing.

But wait - before you go thinking dirty thoughts, I'm not talking about THAT "S" word. God, no, I'm way too tired for that. I'm talking about the other "S" word. The one that I crave, can never get enough of, dream about during my waking hours.
 
Oh yeah, I'm talkin' about that elusive bastard also known as Sleep!

The rare sight of me kicking back & relaxing!

Wordless Wednesday: Sticking it to The Man!

I thought this would be appropriate for today's Wordless Wednesday since I'll be in traffic court today fighting my first ever speeding ticket:(

Fingers crossed, I won't end up like the Soggy Bottom Boys:



But if I do, I will avoid her at all costs:

The striped look does suit her quite well don't you think?

Wordless Wednesday - Monkey See Monkey Do

I wanted to post these photos for Father's Day, but was without Internet connection in our new place. (Really bad planning on our part). I honestly don't know how I survived without my computer or TV for the past 5 days, but it was just one of the many things that slipped our minds in the course of the move!

Anyway, to keep it brief, Ciaran has shifted from being a total Mama's boy and wanting nothing to do with Dad, to being Daddy's little shadow. It seems the tables have turned and I have to admit, I'm feeling a little left out. Damn fickle kids.

I took these photos last week at the old place - Ciaran goes completely apesh*t whenever he hears, sees or thinks about a lawnmower. He begged me for his own toy toy version & follows his Dad around - anyway it's pretty self-explanatory - so I'll shut up now. Happy WW!

Wordless Wednesday - I'm stressed, tired & kind of feel like puking. But hey, I finally own a home!

Ok, so it's been a crazy couple of weeks, getting the mortgage and house stuff all sorted out. Being a first time home buyer, I'm in a bit of a panic seeing my life savings drained in a matter of minutes. These cartoons pretty much sum it all up. Well, since the closing is in 2 days, guess I should get packing, huh?

Happy WW everyone!

Wordless Wednesday - Summer Fun, Circa 2007

*Sigh* I kind of miss those baby days. Life seemed so much simpler when I didn't have a back-talkin' 4 year old running around!

Happy WW!

Wordless Wednesday - Good thing he takes after Mommy

Look what happens when Dad's left in charge!

Wordless Wednesday - Recycled Goods

As I mentioned in this recent post these are actual items Ciaran has at some point thrown into the recycling bin. Here are some of the things we've retrieved:

A brand-new box of kleenex

The important part of this invite, including info like THE DATE has yet to be found!

Yep - that's a sweet potato.

This poor little guy!

One gold pump from a pair worn exactly once. Maybe I should have left it in there...

This one was saved by my husband just moments before being hauled away.

One day, maybe next Wednesday, I'll do a post on the stuff we never got back. Although now that I've written that, it might be kind of hard to show you...

Happy WW all!

Wordless Wednesday - You Know I Wish That I Was Rick Springfield's Girl!

Ok, I'll be brief. I was gonna skip this WW because I'm lame like that, but Shaunadnauseam gave me a great idea. Ok, I kind of stole it from her.

Last night on Twitter 90% of the tweets were #Glee this and #GLEE that, which I usually ignore. (Sorry, I know everyone loves it, but I can't get into it). UNTIL, The Mayor tweeted something that made go "WHA?"

OMG Finn is ROCKIN' Jesse's Girl!!! #Glee

Suddenly I'm having a flashback to 1981 and my first celebrity crush. I mother-freaking loved Rick Springfield. Today I admitted to Shauna and The Mayor that I carried his photo in my locket when I was a wee girl of 9 or 10. So, before I ramble on even more here's my WW tribute to my 1980s heartthrob!

Wow, still looking pretty darn good for a 60 year-old man, don't you think?! Happy WW everyone!

Wordless Wednesday

Ok, I'm going to give this Wordless Wednesday thing a whirl! Guess I'll have to get used to the whole not over-explaining every emotion concept! So, just a brief explanation: Last night, after Ciaran's bath, I was trying to get him dressed for bed, but he had other plans, which included jumping around and shouting like a little maniac. So much for baths relaxing kids - it has the complete opposite effect on mine! Look at that cute little Gene Simmons imitation, though! Alright, I'll shut my trap now!

Bedtime Rocks!