We are now in our new home, somewhat settled and enjoying it so much. Although the past few weeks have been very happy in many ways, they have been mixed with the sadness at the loss of my dear Grandmother. Trips home for the funeral, and gatherings with family have accompanied the unpacking of boxes, and the adjustment to our new surroundings.
Stuart will start back to work again tomorrow (he has been on a Paternity leave since Christmas) Again, a mixed bag of emotions there as life will certainly be busier for me on my own, but I also look forward to more routine with the kids…
Life throws us all sorts of oddities. Often all at once. Hoping that smooth sailing lies ahead for the Robertsons…we sure could use some calm waters 
Just a quick note to let everyone know that the move went well — but we’re still waiting on phone, email and internet access.
I often confided in my Gramma that I wished I didn’t have such big feet (they are a size 10) I knew she’d understand, as Gramma’s always do! Her reply to my dilemma was always the same, telling me that it was good to have big feet, as they were a solid foundation on which to stand. She could always take a negative and easily see the positive in it…that is one of the things I loved the most about her.
Last night, Gramma passed away quietly, surrounded by family and love.
I love you Gramma, and will miss you so very much.
A typical conversation with Stuart these days (when we’re not too busy to actually talk to each other!) might go something like this:
Stuart: “Hey Catherine, where’s the…”
Catherine: “It’s packed!”
Stuart: “But, you didn’t let me finish what I was saying…I was wondering if you know where the…”
Catherine: “PACKED!”
Stuart: “Um… o.k. Where did you put the packing tape?”
Catherine: “I accidentally packed it. I don’t know which box it’s in because I packed the labels too.”
And so it goes…
Time sure flies, and in less than one week, we will be officially moved into our new home…yahoo! I am full of anticipation and excitement. I look forward to a beautiful new neighbourhood, a yard where our children will play, and our friends and family will gather, and a house we will in time, make ours. Yet, my excitement is mixed with sadness. At the same time that we are eager with boxes packed to the ceiling, real estate finalizations and planning and organizing for our big day, my Grandmother lies in a hospital bed. She is so sick, very weak and dying of cancer…
Speaking to her on the phone earlier today, her voice seemed distant. She has had so much pain to endure. The cancer is spreading throughout her body at a rapid pace. It just didn’t feel like I was talking to Gramma today. The conversation made me so sad.
Life sure is full of its ups and downs. It’s so hard to know how to feel when they happen all at once.
Just kidding! Today’s post isn’t a recipe, I just think this is a funny picture of my alltime favorite Muppet “Pepe” the King Prawn.
Anyhoo, after hearing from several different sources (including my neighbour’s blog, friends, and my husband Stuart who has been telling me how much I’d love it) how great Facebook is, I checked it out for the first time today…it is so much fun! I was surprised to see how many of my former Founders Residence friends were there too! What a cool way to find old friends!
Small world…really.
Okay, so it is not my own son featured in this funny commercial, but he sure reminds me of him! Lately, Liam’s tantrums are coming fast and furious! Luckily, we have yet to experience the complete out-of-control freak-out in public display that all parents dread. The closest we have come to that occurred last week at the mall. On-lookers gave us sympathetic glances and knowing smiles. Sort of reassuring, y’know!?!
This is a super funny commercial from the UK that reminds me why they call this age “difficult” Enjoy!
Watch Clip!
Tag! I’m it! Cori at SAHMbles has tagged me to do a “Real Mom” post. Well, here goes nothing!
Real Mom’s eat Christmas Pudding in April…ah, but where’s the Brown Sugar Sauce you may ask? Well, I may be strange, but I’m not *completely* off my dot yet thank you very much! And if you *must* know, I had this pudding tucked away in the freezer waiting for the right opportunity. I’d say the stress level in my home these days is about a level 10, so it was time to bring it out! Ill family members, sick kids, packing and moving…all have me singing the “Don’t wanna be a Mom anymore” blues…well, not really, but who among us Mom folk has never fantasized about having days off, posh nights on the town, endless vacations…or at least a good pedicure..heh! Am I right or what ladies?
Real Moms (as well as eating Christmas Pudding at strange times of the year) may also…
Have a tendency to be vague (I think…or not)
Own 5 nightlights
Wish they could clone themselves
Want more ice cream
Have little patience for this right now (so, let’s get on with it, shall we?!?)
Work continuously
Spend less time on themselves, and less time in the bathroom
Need help from God
Interact differently
Draw many pictures of trains, bunnies, sunshines and froggys
Have trouble operating the V.C.R.
But most of all, Real Moms LOVE.
