I don't actually have many purses...

but it does seem like the ones i have aren't...normal. And I'm ok with that. I'm not normal either, so why should my purses be?

This is yet another favourite of mine. Doesn't it make you happy? Make a big grin spread across your face?! Make your butt clench and your insides drop just thinking about jumping like they are?

yeah, me too

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What do you do with your best friend?

The hubster is off enjoying a guy night with his best friend, and it got me to thinking. I know, I know, scary thing eh? Me, thinking? It's all kinds of wrong, and I will be the first to admit it. Yet thinking I was. and nothing catastrophic happened so I might do it again one day. maybe. we'll see.

But I digress...

The hub and his "buddy" are off in some foreign country watching some crazy ass band do some crazy ass show having their guy time, and I starting thinking about what friends do. The hubs and his bud are all about the music, they are band geeks. Seriously, i have pictures to prove it. Just don't ask if I was a band geek, because *someone* might pipe in and let you know I even went to band camp. That certain *someone* had better not pipe up and share my band camp status on threat of death. oh wait...I just did share that, didn't I? Huh. oups. Well, in my defense, I didn't play flute. I played Baritone. BIG difference, thank god!
So, back to the hubs...now the two of them do music stuff together, like go to concerts, and rock out in our various basements to what can only be described as screechy thumpity bump stuff. I don't roll that way at all.

I'm more into spa bonding days and chick flicks with my best friend. And I stay as far far away from heavy metal as I can. Give me some Dixie Chicks or Britney (it's ok if you want to laugh at me, I know you secretly love her too. admit it, it's ok. the first step is admitting you have a problem). My best friend and I definitely stay far away from anythign involving some 20,000 other people, especially if it's at such a venue as you can safely assume that the majority are unwashed. That's the beauty of spas. You know that even if a stinker comes in, she's not staying that way for long. Halleluja amen! Bring on the essential oils!

I've had various best friends growing up, and not once did I feel the need to go girate with 20,000 other people just for fun. Let alone in another country. I've had ballet best friends, Ringette best friends, French Immersion best friends...and, once, I had a boy best friend, but that ended when he couldn't keep his hands to himself

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I"m just too hot for my own good

How do you do tuna?

Tuna Salad is one of those recipes that can be as diverse as...well, the fashions at the Golden Globes. Some recipes can be as harmonious and breathtaking as those on the best dressed list, and the unfortunate few as unappealing as the worst dressed out there. With both the GG and tuna recipes, I often find myself wondering what the hell the people responsible were thinking.

I like myself a simple tuna salad. But of course, like everything else about me, it's gotta be a bit quirky. Tuna, Mayo, a little dijon mustard, some celery for crunch, a bit of green onion for a kick, and a dash or two or cayenne pepper to keep ya on your toes. yum.

But people, listen to me - you cannot forget the bread. The bread is more than just an accessory, more than a mere package. A good bread will showcase a good tuna recipe like the most gorgeous dresses hug a body. A bad bread will have people calling even the best tuna recipe something completely disdainful, like Renee Zelwegger!

I'd like to think it's a keeper recipe. It's not boring, and to me, boring is a fate worst than death.

Mr Man would like to vouch for my recipe :)

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She's NAKED!!!

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lol, ok, not really. well, actually, hmmm, yes really! About as naked as a chicken can get :D It was goood too :D

but the mess, oh man i hate cleaning kitchens. I'm a housewife, not a houself!! (name that movie!)

It's snowing!!

Like oh-my-god Becky, look at her....huh, wait a second, that's not quite right...

The fire inside is dying, my dear we're still good-byeing.... nope, not right again

It's so hard to feel right baby
When I'm travelin' around and you're far behind
Guy, I wish I could see my lady, girl, I hope you don't mind, 'cos ...ugh, not right again! Although I'll give a bright shiny penny to the first person who can name that band!!

ok seriously, it's snowing. Considering I'm Canadian, and live in the self proclaimed snow belt of my province, this shouldn't be sucha shocker. But what IS a shocker is that I LOVE SNOW!!! ok, ok, enough boo-ing. And you there in California can stop laughing at me now. thanks. Snow is cool! Snow is pretty!! snow is...awesome fun!

A few years ago, pre-kids, I used to be able to actually get out and take pictures in the snow.

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now, if I get out to take pictures of the snow, i, through no fault of my own, end up taking pictures of the kids.

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and who came blame me, how cute is that face?!

Siblings

I get endless joy watching my munchkins interact. Miss A is getting to be an age where she is interacting more and more with her brother, and when she's not stealing his toys, he quite likes playing with her!
Just yesterday they made this new game of passing a windup car back and forth between each other. Mr Man would wind it up and let it fly to Miss. A, who would then push it back as far as she could. I sat there so stunned in wonderment I didn't even grab my camera. I didn't!! Can you believe it?! I just...watched. my kids. play, together. Sweet sweet heaven.

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One of the many joys of being a SAHM

Everyday is casual friday
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There is nothing wrong with wearing the 'jams all day.





hmmm, i have cute toes. random much?