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Stacie over at the Twinkies is having a photo contest. So once again here is my entry. After you are done looking at the unbelievable cuteness, be sure to head over to http://twinkies.bastetweb.com/2007/07/20/summer-photo-contest-2/ and vote for Cindy (that's me) as many times as you can. Thank you all for your votes.

Housework

Whoever invented this? I mean lets talk about housework for a minute. It never ends, it is tedious at times, it is disgusting at times and it is always repetitive.. It doesn't just include the "work" part though. It also entails the general maintenance and upkeep of said house.

There are the jobs that you don't mind such as oh, loading the dishwasher. Then there are the jobs that you don't like. These include things like laundry and sweeping the floor. After these jobs we get to the jobs that you HATE. I mean with a capital H. Things that you would rather ignore and hope that the little house cleaning fairies that your husband seem to think keep the house clean will do. Now for everyone these things are different but for me it has to be cleaning the drains in the bathroom. EWWW! I mean come on could we not have come up with a better system then making some poor person stick their hand in the drain and pull up a wad of what can only be described as the equivalent to the family dog in hair. Now I am a mom. I have been peed on, pooped on, thrown up on. I can wipe the greenest boogy you can give me using nothing but my pants and without blinking an eye, but please do not make me clean out the drain in the tub. I just about lost my lunch. I mean really how do you now what is actually on there. Ick!

Then there is the making of the beds. Now you and I know that you make your bed every morning. That's just the way things are.Apparently this is not something that some people understand though. The other day as I was making the bed, Colin came in and asked me "why are you even bothering? I mean we are going to mess it up again in a few hours." Now here's the thing. Sometimes Colin makes really good points like this, but, me being me I have got to have an answer for everything. So I said " well you have to make the bed. I mean it makes the sheets much More comfortable." Yes people that is the best I could come up with on short notice. After he left I stood there thinking " why do I bother?". Needless to say I still make the bed even though he has now planted that seed of doubt in my mind.

So there it is folks. That is my take on housework. Now if you will excuse me I have a bed to make.

I'm not tired mom honest!

Laundrey, Laundrey and more Laundrey!

Today is a fun filled day with cleaning and doing laundry. Yay me! You know when I was a kid I never realised how much work it really was doing laundry.I would like to take this opportunity to apologize to my poor mother. I mean in my teenage years I had to change my clothes at least 4 times a day. I mean no matter how much you wash there is ALWAYS something else that is dirty. I am beginning to hate the washing machine. Would it be wrong for me to ask everyone to go naked for a few days so that I can have a laundry hiatus?

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HEAT WAVE!!!

OH MY GOODNESS!! I have never in my life felt so unbelievably hot and sweaty. I don't wish to disgust you all with the gory details but lets just say that I am sweating in place I did not even know could sweat. The humidity is insane and as a result I look as though I have driven through a wind tunnel in a convertible. Not a very sexy look.

The poor kids are laying on the floor in shorts and tank tops, sweating and panting. I miss my air conditioner. I am actually debating the merits of sitting in Issy's paddling pool with the kids. I mean I don't want to inflict the nastiness that is my cellulite infested body on the neighborhood let alone my children, but desperate times call for desperate measures right.

If any of you here of a beached whale rescue happening in the middle of the prairies, have no fear it is only me in a swimsuit.

Birthday party pictures.

Well Issy is officially one. We had her party today and it was great. Here are some pictures for you all to see. I tried to narrow it down for ya.

Officially the worst blogger EVER!!!

Here is my favorite picture of the girls. You can just see how much Issy adores her big sister. Emily had just taken a break from pulling Issy around the yard.

I win! If there were a contest for the absolute worst blogger on the planet, it would be me. Life has been so hectic around here that I have had some serious trouble updating you all. This is a really lame excuse considering one of my friends from the July moms has twins and more than one blog and she still manages to somehow keep them all up to date. I really need lessons. She is a teacher after all. Hmmm?!

Anyways, tomorrow my baby is one. One year old. I can't believe it. The time has flown by and I am not sure where it went. She has such a little personality now and she gives me something new to laugh about everyday. She is walking like a little maniac and that was so something that I wasn't ready for. To me walking is a little too much Independence. I am so not ready for her not to need me anymore. *sigh* You can't really stop them though can you?

Emily is going batty ever since school let out. She passed kindergarten by the skin of her teeth and with the teacher writing a note in her report card saying that she has to put in more effort next year. It is so frustrating I tell you. She is perfectly capable of doing the work yet she refuses to do it. Practice won't help that. Unfortunately she got her stubbornness and willpower from both her dad and me. We are sooo screwed!

I have bronchitis right now and feel like crap. However crap is a huge step up from yesterday when I felt as though death was waiting on my doorstep. I have drugs from the Dr and can now breathe so that is a bonus. breathing is a great thing I tell ya. I have also taken a part time job at the local meat shop and am working for my good friend. One of the perks to working there is the yummy sausage. Mmmmm, fresh meat!!! I went and had my manicure and pedicure that Colin bought me for mothers day and it was great. So relaxing and my feet felt great for about a week. So I have decided that I must have a pedicure at least once a week. Colin is not so much going for that idea though. Hey you can't blame a girl for trying can you?

Speaking of Colin he has himself a motor bike and is now a biker-a-holic. He loves it and goes out on the weekends riding with friends. It scares the poop out of me but he enjoys it so I am trying really hard to curb the fear and not throw myself in front of the bike so that he can't leave. No I am doping something way more mature and way less productive. I am throwing a temper tantrum and crying like a 4 year old who just lost his ice cream cone to the dog down the street. All this does is produce some interesting looks from birth Colin and the kids and give me a stuffy nose. I am thinking it is time to review my strategy. Any ideas?

Finally Lynda and the kids are finally home. It is so nice to have them just down the street (FYI- In small town Saskatchewan everything is just down the street) We have coffee, well she drinks coffee and I watch, I am not a coffee drinker. We have water just doesn't have the same ring to it though. Anyways, we visit and the kids get to play together it is great. I love it that she is so close now.

Well I should continue getting ready for the birthday party on the weekend. I promise to try and keep you all updated more often. Feel free to give me a good swift kick start when you see me slacking off again. Night all.