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Today

Today is the day when I'm going to catch up.

I'm a little behind. Today I will answer e-mails, update my-day timer, read my course materials, put up curtains, get groceries and do laundry.

Today I am planning on doing all the things I've been falling behind on.

But I'm also tired from doing all the the things that I was doing when I should have been doing all these things that I'm behind on.

Got that?

So, what am I tackling first?

I think I'm going to go for a walk in my garden because it's spring and from my office window I can see that things are starting to come up.

It's spring!

So, this might just mean my family is going to have a few more days of wearing dirty clothes and eating take-out.

Sorry guys, but I hear birds outside and uh, my flowers need me.

M-O-U-S-E

I met Minnie Mouse last week.

Minnie even blew me a kiss as I was taking her picture.

I also learned last week that there are people out there who think that Minnie Mouse is not a good role model for little girls as she doesn't do anything but follow Mickey around.

A very polite well-dressed woman explained this to me in the character line-up at Epcot. She also told me that she wouldn't let her little girls have their picture taken with Minnie Mouse until Minnie got a job.

Minnie. got. a. job.

I watched this lady take her daughters to have their pictures taken with Mickey, Pluto, Goofy and Donald. These characters were supposedly okay for these little girls to have their picture taken with because they are male. I guess a lack of employment isn't an issue with this women if you're a male dog or duck.

I am seriously at a loss here.

Is Minnie Mouse supposed to be a role model for children? Like uh, Tiger Woods was?

Tiger Woods - the man who was responsible for me having to explain to my nine year old what an affair was?

Sigh.

Given the choices, I'll take Minnie.

At least she's got great shoes and as far as I can remember she's a one mouse gal too.

It works for me.

I'll tell you more about it when it's over. Promise.

I could post about going on vacation.

But I won't.

Because I've now been told that I've attracted the attention of www.PleaseRobMe.com and that if I blog about being away from my house they'll tell everyone.

Great.

So instead I'll talk about painting.

I know, exciting stuff!

But we're painting the kid's bedrooms next week, so this week all three kids have been cleaning out their closets and drawers and picking out colors and getting their rooms ready for painting.

It's uh, time consuming - for me.

I've made three trips with the van to the charity store and I've got nine bags out for garbage and recycling today. Nine.

Yep, we had a little too much stuff lying around.

But the rooms will be clean, fresh and all the crap stuff my children have been hording for years has been purged.

It's a good thing.

I must admit though, getting rid of all the princess, dolly and fairy stuff made me a little sad. My youngest daughter is now almost ten. Her aunt gave her a subscription to Tiger Beat for Christmas and now all the fairy posters in her room are being replaced by little cute tweenie guy pictures. 

Sigh.

I'm okay with her getting older, it's just the fact that I'm getting older along with her that's sorta annoying.

Oh, and for those of you who will e-mail me and ask? J's room will be silver and turquoise blue. The boy's room is Toronto Maple Leaf blue and the youngest? No, it's not black, it's going to be a beautiful light green colour with dark pink accessories.

And no, I won't be posting pictures. If PleaseRobMe has found me, I don't even want to know who else could be out there peaking into my kid's bedrooms.

Double sigh.

Take them, please.

My children are officially on spring vacation break.

My kids have been home for one day. My eldest doesn't even start spring break until next week.

But I am ready for the school to take them back.

Please.

Sigh.

I've lost my way.

I am taking a writing course this term and they've asked me a stupid question.

They asked me to make a list of the things I know how to do. 

Um. Yeah.

'Nothing' was the first thing that came to mind. How sad is that?

Then I came up with:

1. Nagging.

2. Organizing mounds of paper.

3. Driving bickering kids around to activities in a mini-van.

4. Time outs.

5. Laundry.

Argh.

Surely, I must know how to do things other then these. I did have a life before I became a wife and mother, didn't I? I was successful, secure and um, interesting. Right?

Sigh.

I have until Tuesday to come up with a list. Help me out here, my friends. I need some inspiration. What do you know how to do?

I'm just a happy (and cheap) kinda gal.

Today as I was at Home Depot shopping for some cabinet hooks, I spied a pretty pink and white flowering Azalea for sale.

It was spring like, it was colorful and it was uh, pretty.

So I bought it.

Since I had to go straight from Home Depot to pick up assorted children from their assorted schools the Azalea rode with me in the front cup holder of my van to do the pick-ups.

When my daughter got in the van, she looked at the potted flower and asked me what it was.

'It's an Azalea,' I told her. 'It was so cheerful that it made me happy and so I bought it.'

'You know Mom,' she informed me. 'You do that a lot. When you see some silly thing in the store that makes you smile, you buy it and then you tell everyone you bought it because it made you happy.'

I do?

Okay, I might.

So, what? Does she think I should buy things that make me frown instead?

Besides it was only a $4.99 plant. 

It could be worse, it could take diamonds or expensive stuff to make me smile. 

Tired Papa is a very lucky man, don't ya think?