i'm a slacker

It's true. At least when it comes to blogging. So here is my attempt to make up for all my non-post-y-ness. (it's a new word. I made it up myself.)

• Monkey is still on asthma medication. We're doing a three month trial. Since the doctor thinks it is seasonally triggered, this makes sense. It seems to be working. Unfortunately, he got a cold this week, but it is much better now.
• We are painting our garage. Wohoo! This weekend.
  
• The Music Man is taking some holidays (today and Monday = 5 day weekend) to do so. Also, his parents are coming to help us.
• If we have time, we are also building Monkey a sandbox. The lumber is in our back yard right now, just waiting to be put together.
• It's summer.
• You can tell, because it is hot.
• I am (slowly) working on my application to become a La Leche League Leader. My enthusiasm for this endeavour waxes and wanes. I do a lot and then nothing. I'm like that.
• We've seen some good movies lately. Like Dan in Real Life and Lars and the Real Girl.
  
• The Music Man and I have fallen completely out of love with So You Think You Can Dance. This is no great loss to us.
• Writing this list has made me think I am VERY BORING.
• It's probably true.
• But Monkey is not at all boring, so I'll write about him.
• Last week he learned to say "Paul Bunyan" and "Kentucky blue grass."
  
• He remembers everything and makes connections we would never think of. I mention "farmers' sausage" he thinks of "farmers' market" (because they sound the same, I think, but we also bought them there...)
  
• He is increasingly cute and is in desperate need of another hair cut.

Umm. That's all I can think of. If I don't "see" you before then - Happy Canada Day!

ETA: I totally stole this "witty bulleted update" idea from Heidi. Just so you all know.

Edwina Froehlich 1915-2008

On June 8, 2008, Edwina Froehlich, one of the founders of La Leche League passed away. Thank you, Edwina, for doing so much to help the breastfeeding women of your generation and all generations since. We are very grateful.

the old man is snoring.

It has been raining all day. A steady, hard, cleansing rain. Unfortunately this rain has revealed a leak in our roof. We have an ice cream pail slowly filling on the kitchen floor. The Music Man will crawl up into the attic to have a look-see when he gets home from work. It's all rather dreary.

Monkey and I took a drive in the rain to the next town over this morning to go to the mall. Unfortunately this revealed that the local bookstore has closed. Dreary indeed.

On the bright side, Monkey has been drinking some cooled-off decaffeinated green tea out of a porcelain mug with a bright pink straw and reciting "Mmm, something smells good", a line from a very poorly written adaptation of Goldilocks and the Three Bears. It all balances out, I guess.

Seven Years Ago Today...

Happy Anniversary, Music Man. I love you.
xxoo

in which my faith in the American Public is restored, and what-not

Well, for all the mistakes they made along the way ("they" being American Idol voters), at least the right David won last night. My faith is restored...for now.

In other news, our dear little Monkey has had a cough for seven weeks. (yes you read that right. hey, why is this all underlined? stupid blogger.) On Tuesday we spent the evening at the clinic and came away with a tentative diagnosis of mild asthma. This is not what we wanted to hear. I know that lots of kids grow out of asthma by the time they start school, and I know that there are lots of worse things that could be wrong, but it feels like it's going to be a long haul. On the upside, he was prescribed medication and after only the first dose, he slept through the night until 6:30. This is nothing short of a miracle. The poor thing has been waking up from his cough multiple times per night. But the great thing about my Monkey is that he is always in good spirits.

And in other other news, we got new neighbours across the street. Last night our street was swarmed (I really mean swarmed) with people who had come to help them move in. My guess is that they are here straight from Germany. They had what appeared to be a shipping container filled with pallets of stuff (seriously, stop it with the underlining....) There is a very large German community in this area which is growing all the time. I'm sure their helpers were recent immigrants themselves. I'll tell you one thing, they made short work of the unloading. We weren't able to discern which people would actually be living in the house, but I saw a 7 or 8 year old boy there this evening. I will have to go over next week and introduce myself. (There, I wrote it in my blog, now I'll have to do it.)

Take care, happy weekend. We're planning our first wiener roast of the season tomorrow.

Vive Quebec!

Bonjour! Nous avons retourner de notre voyage a Quebec. Je pense que je veut ercrir c'est poste en Francaise. Bonne idee, non? (Je suis tres desolee. La qualite de mon Francais est mal. Aussi, un tableau c'est merite mille mots. :) )

Monsieur Musique, le Singe et moi s'en aller a Quebec pour une conference de la profession de Monsieur Musique. (en 2007 nous allons a Victoria.) Il as une bonne conference. Sur vendredi, Bren, Monsieur J et le petit chevre s'en faire connaissance avec nous. Nous avons une fin de semaine tres bien. (Allez lire l'histoire de Bren ici)

mmmm. chocolat

l'eglise Saint-Roch

il fait FROID!

notre auberge de jeunese, L'Auberge de la Paix

Merci beaucoup.

(I might get around to writing a post about this trip in English, too. maybe.)

No Faith in the American Public

What were you thinking people? Carly leaving American Idol? That's just wrong. I will now have to stop watching for the rest of the season. Because clearly the best singer is not going to win. Lets look at our options from this week again....

Syesha - She had fun with a Broadway song and sang it well. She's not my favourite, but she wasn't the second worst!

David A. - Thank you Andrew Lloyd Webber for finally telling him to open his eyes. I don't really like him, but at least he did something interesting with the song.

Brooke - Um, I want to like her because she is interesting, but I'm getting a bit sick of her wounded dear look and her need to explain everything. She was okay, but not great, and probably should've been in the bottom two.

David C. - He should win the whole thing. But I was a tad disappointed in him this week. I told the Music Man when I heard it was ALW week, "As long as nobody sings anything from Phantom we should be okay." Hmmm.

Carly - Um, hello people. This girl has a voice. She sang a great song that suited her perfectly and she did it well. My only possible theory is that the Heartland of America was offended by her song choice, being from JCSS and all. (As an aside - There was a girl in my high school who would say "Superstar" really quickly whenever someone said "JC" as a curse. Like that cancelled it out or something. Bren, do you know who I mean?)

Jason Castro - aka Jason Castrato. (well, okay, not really, but eeeeeew. He looks like a girl.) Ugh. Please stop voting for him! He chose a song that is super well known, and has a bit of a reputation for being typical "cheesy musical theatre". And he didn't even know it. And then, he sang it like crap. Come on, America. Get it right next time.

Thus ends my American Idol rant.

thank you.