Things I've learned about tempered glass

Ever wonder just how much abuse those glass shelves in your fridge can take? Well, the other day I learned that it cannot withstand a 2 foot free fall from a 1kg bottle of Cheez Wheez (well that's what it's called around here). Smash-ola! The good news is that it breaks really nicely. Maybe that's what tempered means? Anyway, no splinters or shards, it was all nice and chunky and pebbly. It was much easier to pick it out of the broccoli, carrots, oranges, kiwis etc this way. I was almost afraid to call & see how much a replacement would be but for $25 and a week's wait, we can get a new one. A valuable lesson learned. In the meantime, we're getting used to reaching into the vegetable crisper to get out the water jug!

April....Snow???

What's up with THIS??? A snowstorm? How rude! Not very often you have a brand new snowman for Easter. I bundled up the kids and took them out to play in it & build our snowman. SURELY this will be their last chance, right?!?!?

Bunny Sighting!

We had some Easter fun today at playgroup. There were cupcakes for decorating and everyone visited the office and got a treat from bunny eared Aunt Cathy! The icing and chocolate toppings were a big hit, the coloured coconut.... not so much! The candy inside their plastic Easter eggs didn't last long and I was a little concerned about the high sugar intake in such a short period so made sure to ingest equal amounts so I'd be on their level!!! Worked out just fine.

Ol' Nanny's Fun House!

After playgroup today we had a lunch invitation to Ol' Nanny's house. Ol' Nanny, aka Marian, has been spoiling us since the girls were babies. She has brought us meals, bought the girls many many adorable outfits and now that the kids are old enough to take out places, she invites us over regularly for lunch & playtime. She has an amazing rec room that's sole purpose is to grant her grandchilren's every wish. There are video games, pool table, air hockey, dolls & every imagineable accessory, a bed for me to nap on while the kids play, TV with all the channels a kid could want, Lego, puzzles, books everything Crayola makes AND you're allowed to draw on the walls! Who needs Disney? Just go to Ol Nanny's Fun House, she even feeds you while you're there! Now, when asked "what about Ol' Nanny?" the girls respond "Ol Nanny ROCKS!" Needless to say we had a great visit & were glad to see Ol Nanny again. We're so glad we've gotten to know her & that she still likes to spoil us! Thanks Marian, you do indeed "ROCK" : )))

Get your feet off the...... katooba????

Did you know you had a "katooba" in your house? Me neither! But I know now!

Sweetie (middle) announced she was going to sit on the katooba & hopped up here. The others, not wanting to miss this golden opportunity of katooba sitting, were quick to join her.

Who wants to alert Merriam? Or maybe we should hold off til we get a few other definitions clarified. I'm still trying to figure out what a 'nah' is & how bad it would be to be one? Maybe you can help me if I give you the context.

"Lovey! You're a NAH!"

"NOOOOOOOO! I am NOT a Nah!"

*giggle* "yes, You're A NAH!!!"

"NO NO NO *insert tears here* I'M NOT A NAH!!!!!!! Mumma! I'm NOT a nah!!!"

Happy Anniversary M&D!

My parents had their 36th anniversary yesterday and we all went out to dinner at Ponderosa. As kids, if we ate out it was often at McDonalds (well from what I remember anyways) and going to the golden arches was never a problem! but SOMETIMES for a special treat, we went to Ponderosa, the land of FREE refills and where your food didn't come in a cardboard box but on a nice shiny metal tray and they had all sorts of rusty cool tools on the wall. Dale & I got in trouble once when Dad realized we had slurped down 7 'swamp waters' and we got cut off from the soda fountain! So it's always fun to go back there (without the getting in trouble part!)




We timed it perfectly & got in there, ordered our food & hit the salad bar before the rush and before super crankiness set in.




Last night we behaved though and only had 1 or 2. The girls just drank their milk and all in all it went well and Murray, well, I'm not sure if he'll be invited back. (you know how wild he gets). Once they'd eaten, the girls turned their 'cute machines' on high and put on a show for the other diners. They danced and hopped around, giggling and smiling at everyone, twirling and singing. They were just the gosh darned cutest kids I'd ever seen. After a few minutes of this, Murray & I went into evacuation mode. This 'happy hour' is usually a straight path to Tantrum City. They're getting colds, were up at least 15 times the night before and had been miserable, fussy & whiny most of the day.

We got them outside while the public were still of the opinion that they were 'just darling' and they ran around on the sidewalk in the parking lot for a little while. We got them home with only Lovey crying most of the way. It took them awhile to settle down for bed but there weren't too many fits so we were lucky!

How to be a good neighbour...CRAP! RETREAT!!!

Our neighbour of almost 6 months recently disappeared. Well, he just suddenly didn't seem to be around anymore, the house was always vacant, no lights on, for sale sign went up & then it was sold. Still no sign of the previous inhabitant. When he first moved in I thought I'd try and be neighbourly & went over to introduce myself and brought a plate of cookies & fudge. (this is what they did in the olden days didn't they???)

On Saturday we saw a whole bunch of cars & a moving van and were excited to find out who our new neighbours were going to be. Maybe some new friends for the girls or us? Murray wouldn't let me get out the binoculars so we couldn't tell. There was more activity on Sunday so I decided to bake more cookies & then we all walked over & up the very long driveway. As we're getting close to the house, a thought suddenly struck me. What if it's not the NEW people moving IN, but the other guy moving OUT????? Then we rounded the corner and saw HIS car!!!! ABORT! ABORT! ABORT! Reeeeeeeeeetreat! Murray & I whip around and are ready to hightail it out of there. Honey won't budge. C'mon! Let's GO before they see us! Nope. She was told she was going to visit someone and she's not changing her plans. Crap. Keep moving, she'll follow! Nope. She starts screaming, the other 2 decide they're getting ripped off and join in the fray. We hold our ground and eventually they start making their way down towards us. I'm not sure which would have been worse, to knock on the door with a "welcome to the neighbourhood" plate of goodies for someone who's leaving or to have been witnessed making this spectacle! My fondest wish is that they were busy cleaning or painting or something in a room that didn't face the driveway and never noticed a thing. I should just get a Tshirt "Hi, I'm a DORK!" Sometimes this 'nice' business just doesn't pay! It seemed like a good idea in my head though.

So we raced home & ate the cookies ourselves. Not a bad deal in the end!