Am I Going Mad or Am I Just a Mommy?

Look What I Made!

 

Yes, I am referring to the pillowcase dress on that adorable child above, but I guess my title still applies to the kid too...and the other kid on the couch behind her.   Those are red and blue stars on the fabric, by the way.

Here's the front view.  Try not to be distracted by Her Supreme Cuteness...

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Happy Canada Day!

 HAPPY CANADA DAY, FRIENDS!  By popular demand,  Moodswinging Mommy has resurrected last year's patriotic little ditty for you.   What is more Canadian than pointing out the famous people who are Canadian, eh?

The Canada Day Song

(Sung to the tune of The Hanukkah Song by Adam Sandler)

Put on your red and white
"Hooray, what fun!" you say

It's an absolute delight

To celebrate Canada Day

Canada Day is our national holiday
Instead of stars and stripes, we have maple leafs to display

When you feel like the only kid in the world whose country's not a Superpower

Here's a list of people who are Canadian, so no need to get sour

Dan Aykroyd  and Wayne Gretzky think coloured money's just dandy
So do Jim Carrey, Avril Lavigne, the late Peter Jennings and John Candy

Guess who curls together on the Rideau Canal?
Children's author Robert Munsch and Sex in the City's Kim Cattrall
Matthew Perry's half Canadian, Evangeline Lilly's one hundred percent pure
Wouldn't they make a gorgeous Canuck baby?  Oh, for sure!

We don't need "Yankee Doodle."  Starting wars is not a perk
'Cause we can eat Kraft Dinner with the Barenaked Ladies and Captain Kirk

It's time to get out of bed

And put on your white and red

Grab a Molson with 24's Kiefer
Or Tommy Chong will share his reefer

George W Bush, he's not ours
Nor is Uncle Sam
But guess who is? That Baywatch babe named Pam
And we've got Alex Trebek, who by the way knows how to spell
Neighbour, cheque, centre, and Sainte-Anne-de-la-Rochelle

Some people think the Toronto Raptors just can't win
Well, who cares anyway? 
We invented the game, (and insulin) 

So many Canadians are in the showbiz

Adam Sandler isn't, but I heard his co-star is.

Yes, let's celebrate Canada
The Lovely  Great White North
Ruled by our Sovereign, Queen Liz
Not Celine Dion, who thinks she is.

So go light your fireworks
And drink your favorite brew.
Have a happy, happy, happy, Happy Canada.....Day!

-  Adapted from Adam Sandler's Hanukkah song by Moodswinging Mommy (who extends her apologies to Mr. Sandler for bastardizing his song, and to the tons of famous Canadians that she could not fit into the song)

It's nice to be missed!

It's been so long since I blogged that I think I've almost forgotten how!   (Oooh! Look at all the fancy new Typepad features!)

Rest assured, Faithful Readers.  All is more or less well.  I've just been extremely busy, mostly chasing after my very agile 20 month old, who is totally fearless and into everything.   She learned to scale her crib shortly after my last post, so that led to a big-girl bed and a host of other concerns.  Next stop, potty-training.  As for her brother, naps have gone by the wayside and school is out.  Need I say more? 

Exactly seven months after the big move, we are still unpacking, refinishing, painting, and landscaping in our spare time.   We are loving our new home, and our new neighbors with the nice refreshing pool.  Somehow I've managed to find time to read quite a bit, and (continue to teach myself how) to sew.  Besides that, and attempting to adhere to a ridiculously restrictive diet for chronic gastritis, my life is filled with a host of new obsessions which will no doubt find their way into my little bloggy world.

More on all that later...

Words of Wisdom from a Four Year Old

RJ-  Mommy!  I know the difference between boys and girls!

Me-  (Note to self:  I'm sooo not ready to have this conversation!) What's that, love? (Gulp!)

RJ (grinning proudly) -  Boys have round heads and girls have square heads.

Me-  Giant sigh of relief

In other news- long time no post.  It's nice to be missed!  I really have to be better at time management....or find a bit of free time to myself. (Does anyone else have a four year old who demands attention every waking hour of the day?  I thought it was supposed to get better as they got older!)

Don't be without a babysitter when the Bloglax kicks in!

Oh why don't they understand, these lovable little dictators of mine? One leaps around me vying for my attention, while the other waddles along behind, competing for his. 

But I must blog!

There is much silliness to share and, (gasp!) some seriousness as well.

Yet they come first. 

In a few hours, my little darlings will be in the loving care of a friend.

You see, I have a long-awaited hair appointment.  Ah Bliss!

After that, I have a decision to make:  Do I blog or instead buy food for my family to eat?

The demands on a mommy blogger are endless!

Unassisted, RJ spells his first word

on his handy dandy LeapFrog Word Whammer

 I am so proud.  No, really...

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Breakfast- Preschooler Style

Chocolate Milk?  Check.

American Processed Cheese Slices? Check.  (Someone please tell me again, what makes this American cheese?)

Bizarre balloon flower? Check.

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Here's the culprit, caught in the act!   Potty chairs have many uses.

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Oh, just paint an "L" on my forehead and be done with it!

I love my Site Meter!  It's so exciting knowing how many people visit my little blog, and even more fascinating contemplating where they are visiting from!

Hello  Arizona!  G'day Melbourne!

Top o' the morning to you, Dublin!  Ciao Firenze! 

Hey Arlington!

(Wow, I haven't posted in a month and I still have a gazillion visitors to my blog.  I MUST ROCK!!!)

Hello again, Arlington! 

Back so soon, Arlington?

(Same IP address...Wow, you must really love my blog!  Aren't I feeling wicked awesome about myself?)

Uh, Arlington?  37 visits in one day?  You are starting to creep me out!

(OMG, I have a stalker!  I have a stalker! Eeek! Must call Super Dad at work!  Reveling in the drama of it all by this point. )

Hi Super Dad.   I must be a big time blogger now.  I'm being stalked!!!

What's that, you say?

Wait a minute.  You mean to tell me that our new Internet Service Provider is based in Arlington?

The IP address? Hold on a minute, I'll get it.

Checking Site Meter now.  Checking....checking.....

Oh, okay.  Nevermind. (I hang up, feeling deflated.)

                               

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Ahem. 

This is a Public Service Announcement from Moodswinging Mommy for Users of Site Meter:  If you happen to change internet service providers, make sure you set your Site Meter to ignore visits from your new IP address!!!  K? Thanks. Bye.

Now where did I put my dunce cap?

Another Reason to Love Jerry O'Connell

As you all know, I have just crawled out from under a rock.   For the benefit of those like me, I thought I'd share Jerry O'Connell's spoof of Tom Cruise's Scientology indoctrination video.
(What a whack-job poor Tom has become!   I say good for Nicole for getting out of there, and is someone organizing a rescue mission for poor misguided Katie and darling little Suri?)

Okay, now that psycho Tom has given you reason to have nightmares for months, here's Jerry!  I think I now have to make room for him on my special list, along with Harrison and George, Johnny, Orlando, Viggo...

Do they make a pill for this?

Due to the various and sundry demands on my time lately*, I have developed a serious case of blogstipation.   In my case, this means that I have way too much to blog about, and too little time.   If it actually means something else, then I don't want to know about it!

Here is a preview of coming attractions at Am I Going Mad or Am I Just a Mommy?   Believe me, you don't want to miss these gems coming your way soon!  (Aren't I clever making you all excited, when all I'm doing is making a list so my feeble brain does not forget?)

• The Great Fall Trip of 2007- Starring Me, Myself and I, one three year old boy.  One fourteen month old girl.  Connecting flights.  One Airline From Hell American Airlines. 

• The Move-  What happens when an already insane family of four allows itself a mere two weeks to move house?   Oh, and the new one's a fixer-upper, too, so get ready!

• Howdy Neighbor!-  Call it Wisteria Lane.  Only with snow. And no tornado.  How did we end up here?  How long before the neighbors realize we are out of our league?  Well, my minivan is bigger than your Lexus, so there!

• Am I Dying?-  In which Moodswinging Mommy manages to avoid any number of dreaded illnesses, and finds her bliss in the dentist's chair.

That's all I can think of to entice you for now, Dear Readers.  Now someone either pass me a dose of Blog-Lax or take my little darlings for a bit so I may become more regular!

* I'll spare you the ugly details, but it amounts to traveling, cleaning, unpacking, more cleaning, spackling, painting, unclogging, lamenting the Writer's Strike, hosting, cooking, doing laundry, yelling at Verizon and everyone else, radon mitigating, caring for two under four, all the while  attempting to maintain some shred of sanity.  Did I mention the cleaning?  Oh, and does anyone want a cat?