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Today I thought I saw a dead lady behind the wheel of her car. I was driving down main street to pick up my son from preschool and I noticed a car sitting a ways back from the stop line at some traffic lights. The turn signal was on and there were no cars coming but the vehicle wasn’t moving. As I drove by, I saw the old lady sitting with her mouth open, head to the side, and eyes closed. My heart stopped for a few beats when I saw that. I was expecting to see some shmuck talking on his cell phone and not paying attention, or some ditz putting on lip gloss in the rearview mirror. Instead, it was a friggin unconscious old lady!

There were quite a few vehicles behind her waiting to turn. I started to pull over and planned on running over to her car but when I looked back, she had started to slowly turn and go on her merry way. Thank you for not making her dead, Universe! What a way to go that would be.

After I picked up my son, we drove home and pulled into the driveway. I got out of the car and heard someone throwing up. Lo and behold, there was a rubby doubled over just a few feet from our car. He was barfing his ever loving guts out! I got the kids quickly into the house and then peeped at him out the back door. He continued down the alley, stopping every five feet or so to vomit. After he finished, he’d take a swig from a little black bottle. He puked a few more times, polished off whatever was in the bottle, then tossed it into a snow bank. Thank you, Universe, for creating low-lifes like that and ensuring my kids are exposed to them.

And now I’ll leave you with an awesome but completely unrelated song, Mykonos by Fleet Foxes. Enjoy!

To those that park on the street like you’re supposed to, kudos and thank you! To the rest of you:

The parking lot that teachers park in on the North side of the school is a PARKING LOT FOR TEACHERS! It is NOT meant for you to drive through to pick up your kids.

Every time a parent drives through to pick up their kid, they risk running someone else’s kid over. You run the risk of hitting MY child. I may be small, but nobody ever wants to see what I’m capable of doing if someone hurt one of my children.

I was nearly run over while walking my daughter back to our car (that was parked on the STREET) no less than THREE times!

Are you more important than the rest of us who have to park on the street? Do you pay extra school fees so you have the privilege of parking there? Is your child’s life worth more than mine?

In case you’re an asshole, the answer is a resounding NO.

There are numerous signs posted that say “No Through Traffic”. If you’re capable of driving a vehicle, you should be plenty capable of reading those signs and obeying them. If not, then I hope you won’t mind if I shove those signs up your ass. Then maybe you’ll pay attention to them.

I can tolerate ignorant people, but I will not tolerate them putting my children’s lives in jeopardy. Go be stupid somewhere else where it doesn’t hurt people around you.

I’ve been keeping my eye (ear?) on the band Dredg and I’m glad to see they’re finally starting to get a lot of recognition because they kick a lot of ASS!

Here are just a few of their songs:

These guys rock hard. Check out how they play their instruments! They must burn five thousand calories per hour playing those things. It’s refreshing to see a band who is really in it for the music.

So my 3 year old son was taking a crunch on the potty the other day and while he was flushing, he was yelling at the toilet, “Bye bye poops, have a good weekend!”.

I was at the computer writing an article while my 5 year old daughter was wandering around the house, singing a song she made up. I couldn’t understand all the words, but I typed out the ones I could because I thought they were cute and funny. I may have a little poet on my hands.

Morgan’s song

chubby cheeks with black and blue eyes
a cord that’s been bitten
a pretty room with a nice warm bed that my mommy sleeps in
i’ll make castles that are not messy
anytime you can play and make me fly with teeny tiny fireflies
fireflies glow like stars right here
a nice walk with a house with a castle inside

fireflies are little stars
anywhere that i love here to play right in my backyard
it’s so good and clean and soft
fireflies are sparkly anywhere that i sing
and the table is so shiny with the light on it
to play all the fishes, the wind is blowing
branches are breaking
frogs are so nice
knots untied with no knots
this summer we’ll go to the poooooooool
it’s so good, fireflies, sparkling chairs
and whole bunch of things here

Fireflies are glowing stars
two pumpkins with seeds
movies, watching them
anything that you care
anywhere that has a gift
with a thing that you care
fireflies are so goooooooood
i wish i could paint a cardboard seed
but i fell down on the couch
anyone to play with is a friend
a boyfriend, that plays with you

The song “42″ by Coldplay is one of my favorites. I’ve listened to it at least 98 times since I got the album so my daughter was forced to listen too. It must have grew on her cause now she runs around singing, “You thought you might be a goat! You thought you might be a goat!”

Demetri Martin is one of the most hilarious little cuties I’ve ever seen. This is one of the very first “sketches” I had seen him do and it’s still one of my favourites. If you’re in need of a laugh, watch!

Demetri Martin – Large Pad – Watch more Funny Videos

If the vanilla coffee candle from Beanpod was a drug, I’d be high ALL THE TIME!

I don’t think I’ve ever smelled anything so good in my life (except for my grandma’s cooking after a long day of swimming lessons and no eating). I leave the jar by my desk so I can take the lid off every two minutes and smell the crap out of it.

It’s all I can do not to sink my teeth into that juicy candle and eat every last morsel.

I’ve been craving this dessert for months so I finally went out and bought the ingredients so I could make it. My grandma has been making this dessert for years and it’s a family favourite, so I can not wait to eat it tonight!

Hopefully she won’t mind if I share it with you. This isn’t healthy at all so don’t eat this if you’re on a diet.

Creme de Menthe Dessert

1 package Chocolate Oreo Crumbs
5 tbsp. melted butter
1 package miniature white marshmallows (250 grams)
1 cup milk
2 packages Dream Whip (or about 2 cups of whipping cream)
Creme de Menthe liqueur

Mix together melted butter and 2/3 of oreo crumbs. Press into a 9×13 pan. Cool in fridge. Meanwhile, put marshmallows and milk into a large glass bowl and microwave until melted. Keep checking and stirring while it’s in the microwave. Once melted, cool in fridge.

When everything is cooled, beat the Dream Whip and 1/2 cup or more of Creme de Menthe liqueur together. Pour over crumb mixture then sprinkle remaining oreo crumbs on top. Cool in fridge, then serve and impress.

Tishia at Moms Talk Network tagged me in a meme but this one is a bit different. Instead of “25 random things” this one is about Motherhood Lessons.

I’ve learned so many valuable lessons over the years, not just as a mom to my own two kids, but from my mother as I was growing up and all the other wonderful mothers around me including my grandmothers.

Something that both my grandmas had in common – they didn’t put up with shit from anyone!

You never back-talked around my grandmas and you always did what they told you. We learned early on that you could never sneak one past them.

When my maternal grandmother passed away a few years ago, I never felt so devastated in my life. Just thinking about her brings tears to my eyes and makes my heart ache because I miss her so much. She wasn’t the typical grandma that brought loads of gifts and spoiled her grandkids rotten every time she saw them.

She did bake us cookies and cake and we always looked forward to her “care packages” she would give us for birthday and Christmas gifts, but she was such a warm, caring and smart person that she didn’t need to “buy” love from her family.

She was the kind of mother that any woman would aspire to be. She showed her kids and grandkids love and respect, and we all showed her the same. If any of us were silly enough to show her anything but, we quickly learned not to make that mistake again. One disapproving look or harsh word from her was enough to make you never want to be on the receiving end of it again.

My paternal grandmother is a lot like my maternal grandmother. I’d never dream of disobeying my grandma, and even today, she has a way with my own kids that is inspiring. They listen to her better than anyone else and they get so excited when I tell her she’s coming to visit.

Last year we had a family supper at my grandma’s house and while we were all sitting around the table after supper, she was talking with my kids while they were colouring and she jokingly yelled at my son so he wouldn’t colour on the table. The rest of us adults didn’t realize she was joking at first, and we all sat up straight and had the same scared look on our faces until we saw her smiling.

She’s just such an amazing person that nobody would ever want to cross.

I think that’s the lesson I learned from both my grandmas. They are (and were) such powerful, smart, loving, kind, thoughtful women that anyone would want to emulate. The love and attention they’ve shown their families is immeasurable and none of us will ever forget it. If I can be even half as great as either of my grandmothers, I think I’m doing OK.

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