Friday, November 28, 2008
This week started out great. We left for Saskatoon Tuesday morning for a couple medical appointments and an overnight trip. We had a great time, enjoying the hotel and the pool. Joey and Colby loved playing in the pool with Rob, and of course pictures will follow shortly.
On our way back, we received a phone call from Rob's grocery manager that our house had been broken into. She received a call from one of the women I work with at the preschool wondering if we were back because our door was wide open. She came right down to the house and called the cops. We figure it was kids looking for money. They smashed our TV and computer monitor, ransacked the house, stole Colby's PS2 and all his games (but left the power supply and all the controllers), Rob's rifle (this is the heartbreaker for him as this was his grandfather's gun), my Canon Rebel, Colby's portable DVD player, (plus a lot of other stuff) and then left the fridge and freezer wide open, spoiling all our food. The worst part about it is that when we got back into town yesterday the cops couldn't let us in the house because they were waiting for the "crime scene specialists" to come in, and they wouldn't be here until today. It was heartbreaking to look at our house with a big wooden board across the door to keep it closed. I kept looking for Gil Grissom, and when the member showed up, that is what I nicknamed him.
I honestly had a hard time with it at first, not knowing what was taken or destroyed in the house. My mind kept going over what we had in the house, and it was things like the kids baby photo albums that were in drawers, the ENTIRE box of christmas gifts I have in my closet, our home movies, etc. They also completely ripped apart Rob's closet that we call "man land" which has his tools, etc. The contents of that closet were all over the kitchen floor. We figure they were looking for money. We have offered a reward for the return of Rob's gun. We have insurance to cover everything else, but it's just a royal pain in the ass. Luckily the community has been very supportive, everything from offering to help clean the house and cook to taking care of the boys while we cleaned up. I realize now it's just material stuff, stuff can all be replaced.
And to explain the first sentence. Since the laptop was stolen and the monitor was smashed, it meant we would have to wait for internet at home until we replaced the monitor. Honestly, the thought made me sick. I'll admit it. I'll stand up and scream "MY NAME IS TINA AND I'M ADDICTED TO THE INTERNET". My most amazing, fabulous husband came home tonight with a 19' flatscreen TV to use as a monitor until we get ours replaced, which is how I'm now telling you the story. I love my husband.
Monday, November 24, 2008
If I had a dime for every exposed breast I have seen recently, I’d have about a buck-fifty. And I don’t hang out at those nude beaches that have become so popular. What I am talking about here is public breast feeding. One of the women in my quilting group has three daughters. I can’t remember a time in recent memory when one of them wasn’t pregnant. The last time we were at her house, her youngest daughter was there with her three boys. So in the middle of quilting I look over and she’s sitting there fully exposed feeding the baby. In my day, you left the room and came back about 20 minutes later -often times wearing your blouse inside out by mistake. But times have changed so I just looked away. But then her four year old came into the room and said, “ChiChi Momma. ChiChi“ And I wouldn’t have believed it had I not seen it with my own eyes, but the four year old reached up and grabbed his momma’s ”ChiChi” and had himself a little milk with his cookies. Well you could have knocked me over with a feather. It seems that all three of her daughters are members of that La Leche group. Well, I don’t know how far this group is willing to take it, but if a child is old enough to ask for it, their too old to see it. And if a 4 year old ever grabs for one of my breasts their going to get their hand slapped. Now a 44 year old is another story but don’t tell Harold I said that. Breastfeeding is fine by me. But putting it out there for everyone to see is like chewing with your mouth open. It’s just not polite. And that’s all I have to say about that.
First of all Helen, what did my bird ever do to you? Believe it or not dear, I have to agree with you 100% on this one. I know they say breastfeeding is a natural bodily function, but so is a bowel movement. You don’t see people dropping their drawers and doing that in the middle of your living room, now do you? For goodness sakes Helen. Let me pick the topic next time. That’s it. I’m done.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
In other news, we have LOTS of snow. The above picture just doesn't do it justice. It snowed here for 2 days and nights straight so now we have slippery roads and white trees. I love it!
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
Sunday, November 09, 2008
Saturday, November 08, 2008
I was searching for pictures from Rae and I found this video. It is dated June 28, 2007. The sound is a bit off but you get the idea. I can't believe the difference in his voice, and I'm so glad he grew into his face!
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Sunday, November 02, 2008
In loving memory of dad, Brian, who passed away November 2, 2007. A year ago today you were taken from us. Although the pain is slowly subsiding you have a special place forever in our hearts. We love and miss you Madeleine, Tina, BJ, Kassie and families.
It may be a bit quiet on the blogfront today.