Posted by Slowplum on 5/31/2004 07:23:00 PM
So it's been pouring, I mean just buckets and buckets of rain all day...

so at around 5:45 I started calling parents to let them know I cancelled practice, even though it was clear out then it was damp and cold and I didn't want the kids to get sick...

the convenor and other coach both agreed to this.

but all the other teams decided to go ahead.

so now i feel stupid, but the convenor said if anyone gave me flack i should ask them if they are so gung-ho about it why aren't THEY coaching

still i feel really grrr.

none of the parents seemed to mind though when i called them and quite a few seemed relieved...

i don't know. bah. i was conned into doing this in the first place. i've never coached before. i have no idea what i'm doing. the other coach wasn't even going to be there tonight.




ha ha i love achewood

Posted by Slowplum on 5/30/2004 06:34:00 PM

Posted by Slowplum on 5/30/2004 02:18:00 PM

those are so cute!

Posted by Slowplum on 5/30/2004 10:01:00 AM
So I spent Thursday in a sort of feverish delirium and managed to watch parts of:

  • magnolia

  • the green mile

  • the shawshank redemption

  • lost in translation

in between all the sleeping due to meds. I am feeling a lot better, I think. (I keep telling myself this so I don't have to call in for Monday).

SO however is feeling not so hot and I'm hopingprayinghopingpraying he doesn't get what I have. The kids are in fine form aside from K having the sniffles but then he's had those for a week now (checked in w/doc, said no not pneumonia just a summer cold).

My in-laws have been a tremendous help in taking the kids over to their house while I get some rest. Today my father in law is taking the kids to see Shrek 2. I am hella envious, but will console myself with Pirates of the Carribean.

Mmmmm Johnny Depp...


...where was I again? Oh yes. Movies and more movies have made up my conscious moments the past couple of days. Also I was foolish enough to go out and weed my garden yesterday morning thinking I was feeling a lot better (but also because my motehr insisted I should, sickness aside, she always thinks I'm well even when I'm really sick. Remind me to tell you the story about the emergency appendectomy to prove my point). So I came in after weeding and planting some impatiens & cosmos out front and had to lie down for a full hour because my body was weak and it was hard to breathe again. Stupid, stupid girl.

My croissants are almost ready so I shall draw this entry to a close. Thanks for stopping by.

Posted by Slowplum on 5/28/2004 03:37:00 PM
i stayed home. am still home. we will see if i go back on monday.


ahahahaa. that's so precious.

Posted by Slowplum on 5/26/2004 07:39:00 PM
had an anxiety attack today at work which was the climax of feeling unwell to begin with. nurse took me home, shawn took me to hospital. i'm only just home now. i missed C's first soccer game. i am pissed. off.

the attack was bad enough for them to be concerned i'd had a heart attack. monitors, ecgs, bloodwork, and x-rays all pointed out that my ticker is just fine boss, it's my lungs that are ready to die on me. white blood cell count through the roof, enough for the doctor to go "and you white blood cells are...WHOAH! ok you are really sick. stay home. I MEAN IT."

so she wrote me a note.


my customs boss is out of the office tomorrow.

and there is nobody else to do it.

so the insane part of me is considering going in to work tomorrow.

but then i'd be infecting everyone.

and i had to type those last three sentences six times. so. woozy.

sorry to anyone i've posted comments to that seemed out of character for me. i'm not thinking too clear.

Posted by Slowplum on 5/26/2004 06:46:00 AM
I feel like a bag of hell.

And tonight is first soccer practice. Guh.

My mom's operation has been confirmed for July 12th. I happen to have that week off work, so I am going to be going to her house and helping where I can. She's having what's left of her reproductive organs removed. She's going to be in a lot of pain.

I'm worried.

And I'm sick.

off to work I go now.

Posted by Slowplum on 5/26/2004 06:23:00 AM
interesting way to display photos:


Posted by Slowplum on 5/24/2004 01:42:00 PM
HAPPY BIRTHDAY [info]sinnocence & [info]kg4yef!

(cz I am sending you something in the mail that comes in a truck)

Posted by Slowplum on 5/24/2004 06:33:00 AM
Tornados touched down in a town very close to ours Saturday night. Did some major damange to about 15 houses. Our area is in storm watch for the next few days.

Worst storm our area has seen in almost 10 years. They're giving it an F-3 on the Fujita scale.

Strange times. Strange times.



Posted by Slowplum on 5/24/2004 06:27:00 AM
God I love Penny Arcade...


Troy, The Gabriel Cut

Posted by Slowplum on 5/17/2004 05:59:00 PM
had a little break down in my nice boss's office today. i'm glad one of them is a good listener. though he looked a little blind-sided. that's because i'm really, really good at "let's pretend nothing's wrong". that would be thanks to my mother who is FAMOUS for her pretending nothing is wrong, even when the chaos is occurring right before everybody's eyes.

i can't even begin to articulate how bad today was. it was that bad.

hey remember when i would post about happy shit all the time? yeah me neither. :p


if you could do anything you wanted for a living, and there were no restrictions of any sort, what would you do? tell me your dream job.


birthday madness

Posted by Slowplum on 5/15/2004 08:14:00 PM
today was C's birthday party. talk about mayhem!!!

we had it at the zehrs community room, which was great because then the mess was left somewhere not at my house. ha! 10 kids in all, including little K, so 9 girls running around carousing and causing a ruckus. there was one little girl in the bunch in particular that was pretty wild, which is funny because just last year she was meek and quiet.

one little girl was allergic to chocolate, and one little girl had diabetes, which made treats a challenge. i didn't give out any candy in their treat bags but the cake was another story altogether...

they all seemed to have a good time and i had set up some good games for them, but by the last half hour i'd run out of ways to entertain them so i just let them play quietly.

they all sorted through their loot bags, satisfied like little kittens to see crowns and home made play dough and the cupcakes (that i'd had them decorate, tucked safely into containers i also had them decorate), and paper dolls, and bubble rings, and pencils and all sorts of things and the pinata loot they scrambled for when the broke the pinata too. i win when it comes to loot bags, hands down. it's like the miniature version of my crazy go nuts bags i gave out during our gathering.

the cake was a powerpuff girls one, because that is what C wanted the mostest. made at zehrs and they also made pizza and punch and we had bottled watter waiting in punch bowls of ice &etc. it cost less than last year's mcdonald's fiasco which is pretty funny because i was expecting it to cost more.

the little girl with diabetes, she was the type of little girl that would induce people to want to have babies. she was very sweet and polite and wonderful. in comparison to the other girl, who was wild and impolite and sometimes mean to some of the girls. gah. little girls are the worst i tell you i don't care what you have to say i have one of each and girls win in the meanness category. but SO and i managed to keep it from getting too out of hand somehow. somehow.

i'm exhausted and i'm so glad the kids had fun. in the end that is all that matters, after all.

tomorrow is C's actual birthday. my baby girl is gonna be six! SIX I TELL YOU! *sniffle*

Posted by Slowplum on 5/13/2004 08:51:00 AM
got suckered into coaching little league soccer this year

also doing the big bike for heart & stroke tomorrow

also birthday party for C on saturday

and her birthday birthday on sunday

also still playing mancala bugs because they are so darn cute and i love mancala.

that's all i think. well there's more but i'm exhausted.

oh yea and SO moved everything around on wednesday and i was up till 11 helping him when i wanted nothing more than to take a bath and go to bed. bah.

Posted by Slowplum on 5/10/2004 06:38:00 PM
mother's day was nice. don't feel like writing about it. it's mine.

also, i cannot get enough of mancala bugs!


I forget where this came from. An e-mail, probably.

Posted by Slowplum on 5/07/2004 06:47:00 PM
A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door.

It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls,
career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across
the country in pursuit of his dreams.

There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little time to think about
the past and often no time to spend with those important to him. He was
working on his future, and nothing could stop him.

Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last night. The
funeral is Wednesday."

Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly
remembering his childhood days.

"Jack, did you hear me?"

"Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of
him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said.

"Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were
doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over "his side of the
fence" as he put it," Mom told him.

"I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said.

"You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr.Belser stepped in to make sure
you had a man's influence in your life," she said.

"He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in this
business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things
he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Jack

As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his
hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no
children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.

The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see
the old house next door one more time.

Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing
over into another dimension, a leap through space and time.

The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every
picture, every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly.

"What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked.

"The box is gone," he said.

"What box? " Mom asked.

"There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I
must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell
me was 'the thing I value most,'" Jack said.

It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered
it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had
taken it.

"Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack said. "I better
get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom."

It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from
work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required
on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within
the next three days," the note read.

Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and
looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was
difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention."Mr. Harold
Belser" it read. Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the
package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands
shook as he read the note inside.

"Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett.
It's the thing I valued most in my life." A small key was taped to the
letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully
unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch.
Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the
cover. Inside he found these words engraved: "Jack, Thanks for your time!
-Harold Belser."

"The thing he valued most...was...my time."

Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared
his appointments for the next two days. "Why?" Janet, his assistant
asked. "I need some time to spend with my son," he said. "Oh, by the way,
Janet...thanks for your time!"

"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments
that take our breath away,"


thanks to flamingweasel

Posted by Slowplum on 5/07/2004 05:48:00 PM
Today was really tiring.

I got out of bed because I had to throw up. I'm really sick. I mean REALLY sick.

I feel good because today I getting my lip pierced! Finally! Mom said I could and she's signed the forms and EVERYTHING!

I'm so sad. My kitten got run over this afternoon. I found him when I was coming home from school. His head was all squished. I took some photos. I'll miss him. Poor kitty.

Last night I had to finish my term paper on the history of pre-communist Russian society. I focussed on the needs of women. I think it's ok, but if I don't pass this I'll lose my scholarship.

I want to tell the world to get fucked.

I am sharpening my knives before I go to work today, because I'm going to cut out Robert's heart and feed it to him for losing my mail.

Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! Here's ten thousand photographs of my cat.

I want to say thanks to simon and Abbey and Dave and the other Simon for helping me on Saturday. You guys are the best. By the way, if you happen to find my wallet, keys or underwear, could you SMS me? Adrian has my number.

I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, and a healthy imagination.

You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you you're a moron.

I just finished eating pudding. It was puddinglicous!

That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with this poem I wrote. It's about my friend Robert, who has bipolar disorder. Just like me. And Heidi.

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well well well

Posted by Slowplum on 5/06/2004 06:36:00 PM
Quite possibly the best day I've had in a while, and also one of the most frustrating.

I took the day off work. Got the kids ready & fed them waffles. C had a tooth extracted yesterday (her adult bottom front tooth had already started growing in, BEHIND the baby tooth) so the "tooth fairy" left her some coins and some stickers. She was way way more impressed by the stickers, which just goes to show you.

We took C to school and then took K with me to go get some paperwork done.

K was holding my hand, walking beside me on the way into the hrdc building, and looked up at me with a smile I haven't seen in a while. "Today is my day, right mommy?"


"How come we can't be together every day?"

Which lead to a discussion about jobs, and money, etc.

We went out to the looney store and got some wrapping for the gift for my cousin's confirmation thinger this weekend. K asked for a little plastic animal and of course I obliged, just for today. Then I said, "see honey, if mommy didn't work, I wouldn't have any money to get you this dinosaur."

He pondered that for a while. Then we went over to a friend's house who has a little boy K's age. The boys played while we talked. Then we all went to lunch. On the way home after lunch, K asked me why the little boy's mommy wasn't working. I said she didn't work because she stayed home to watch her boys (she has four of them). He then asked how come she could stay home and I couldn't. She had monies to get lunch. Boy oh boy. For an almost-four-year-old the kid is pretty perceptive.

He could tell he had upset me a little, so when we got home he picked a few tulips from our front garden and gave them to me, saying "mommy I don't like you sad. I love you mommy." and he gave me a huge hug.

Then we played around for a bit until it was time to go to C's school. We both went and I read to her class, "Green Eggs & Ham" to be exact. The kids had a ball and C was proud as a peacock to have her mommy there reading to her class.

Came back home, puttered around tidying things up a bit with K, then went back and got her a few hours later.

She and he both said, it was the best day ever, because their mommy was home to do the things they always want her to do.


I've never felt so loved and so conflicted. :(

PS we bought a car.


The inner mom is strong in me.

I work for a few reasons:

I never want it to be said that I am a financial burden on my other half.
I don't want to turn around 10 years from now and see that my kids are grown and I have nothing to do now.
I like interacting with other adults, talking about things that aren't kid-like.
I'm a workaholic. To a fault.
I never want it to be said that I am a financial burden on my other half. (re-iterated to drive the point home)
I like my financial independence.
I like my financial independence.
I love my financial independence.


This is so, so true. (meme)

Posted by Slowplum on 5/01/2004 09:35:00 PM
Take the letters of your first name and match them to the sentences.... for example:

B - You are always cautious when it comes to meeting new people.
E - You are a very exciting person.
N - You like to work, but always want a break.


A - You can be very quiet when you have something on your mind.
B - You are always cautious when it comes to meeting new people.
C - You definitely have a partier side in you, dont be shy to show it.
D - You have trouble trusting people.
E - You are a very exciting person.
F - Everyone loves you.
G - You have excellent ways of viewing people.
H - You are not judgemental.
I - You are always smiling & making others smile.
J - Jealousy.
K - You like to try new things.
L - Love is something you deeply believe in.
M - Success comes easily to you.
N - You like to work, but you always want a break.
O - You are very open-minded.
P - You are very friendly and understanding.
Q - You are a hypocrite.
R - You are a social butterfly.
S - You are very broad-minded.
T - You have an attitude, a big one.
U - You feel like you have to equal up to people's standards.
V - You have a very good physical and looks.
W -You like your privacy .
X - You never let people tell you what to do .
Y - You cause a lot of trouble.
Z- You're always fighting with someone.


and so on

Posted by Slowplum on 5/01/2004 07:12:00 AM
Have to go to a party celebrating not one, but TWO first communions... bleh. I don't want to go because I always end up watching everyone else's children and am completely exhausted by the end of the day while everyone else has had some good socializing time. I should start charging a freakin fee. I swear that's the only reason why they invite me in the first place. And my aunt T didn't even condescend to ask me herself, she decided to tell my mom to pass the message along. Cripes.

My mother's family has never been the same since my grandfather died, which is strange really because he was never a part of any of our lives for more than an instance here or there. And some of them are still pissed off at me for not attending my grandfather's funeral... well excuse me for not wanting to pay my respects to an abusive alcoholic who did so many, many terrible things that he did not deserve my respect. Closure schmosure. My mother even told me that I did not have to go. This hits too close to the bone for me. One day I will explode and tell them exactly why I didn't go, and they will probably understand but boy will that be an awkward moment. heh.

Posted by Slowplum on 5/01/2004 07:09:00 AM
amen to that.

I really like Count Your Sheep.

Today C gets a haircut. It was 3/4 down her back, she wants it up to just above her shoulders...

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