Spiders- Scary Ass Creatures

Christian's parents are up at their cabin, which is about a two hour drive from the city. So we waited for his sister, Marianne, to arrive on Friday night from NYC. Then we packed up Saturday morning and took off for the lake.

The lake was amazing. The weather was hot and the deck beer was delicious.

Vance had a great time, I hardly saw him though, as he made friends with the kids next door. He got to go in the paddle boat, on a motor boat ride, he went tubing, watched fireworks, golfing, ate smores, and slept in a tent for the first time!

Him and I slept in the tent, and Christian slept inside on the couch since all the beds were full. It was a pretty good sleep. The boy slept until 9:20 am, which is amazing and never happens, and I almost cried tears of joy. What I didn't like was the giant spider that was crawling around as we were preparing to exit the tent. It was big, hairy, brown, had giant fangs and was giving me a dirty look. It was kinda slow moving though, so I didn't feel the need to panic. I picked up my flip flop, and flopped it. Hard. Well, internets, nothing has prepared me for what happened next. What seemed like a million, little, baby spiders came out of it so I had to keep hitting at it, over and over. Ok, maybe it was like 15 babies, but whatev, it was scary!

All the research I've done this morning (I still have the heebie jeebies) tells me that it was a female wolf spider.

The females of the wolf spiders, the Lycosidae, have the unique characteristic of carrying their egg sacs attached to their spinnerets. Once the spiderlings hatch, the female carries them on her back for several days before they disperse. (Or before some crazy blonde chick starts beating it with her flip flop)

Here is a picture for your viewing pleasure.



If you look really close, you can see all her babies, hitching a rider on her back.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go look at pictures of puppies and kitties before I gouge my eyes out.

Movin on up.

I'm super pumped. We've been thinking about buying a new house for the last 6 months. I knew that it would be late summer that we would be ready for it. We did a bunch of reno's on the house, like painting this and that and I hired a cleaning lady to wash walls (I don't do that shit, yo). I am pretty anal, as I may have mentioned before, so my house is freakin clean anyways.

Last week, we looked at some houses in the area that we, I mean "I "desired (who am I kidding?). It's close to Vance's school and all his friends, it's the neighbour hood that I grew up in. They were all crap. Seriously, who doesn't at least try to make their houses more presentable when they are trying to sell it? It's called a vacuum, use it! And what's with all the really crappy do it yourself home renovations? If you suck at home renos, step away from the paint brush people. I kid you not, some assholes painted their basement with high gloss red paint, you could see every.single.brush.stroke. It looked like a murder scene down there. Needless to say, I was pretty discouraged, BUT the very next day I found one on the MLS site that had just reduced its price. So I rushed out of work at 10am on a Tuesday and met the realtor there. Christian wasn't even able to meet me. I called him from that house and told him we had to buy it, it was freakin perfect! The relaxed guy that he is, told me "Ok, go for it!". So I did. They accepted our offer on the condition that my house sells. Christian got to see it two days later and loved it, thank God! I put my house up for sale the very next day, and within 6 days twenty couples had viewed it and we already had an offer! So now my house is conditionally sold-they just need to do an inspection next week. People are still looking at the house though. There were some yesterday, three today, and an open house on Sunday. I'm getting tired of it cleaning up after a 32 year old and a 6 year old , but whatev. I guess it' a good thing incase the new buyers back out after the inspection, which they shouldn't do, but it's still an out for them if they change their minds. . (I know I'm boring you guys, but too bad, its my blog!)

Anyboringhousebuyingandsellingcrap, it's pretty much a done deal. We move into a REAL family house at the end of August. I can't wait. It's a 4 level split, so we'll have tons of room and tons of room for Vance to have his own playroom, and tons of room for a future baby! Plus, Vance is so excited about walking to school for his first day of grade 1, from our new house.

And on another note, here's the conversation between Vance and I that keeps playing over and over in my head.

Him-I really want a baby brother or sister Mom.
Me-Well, maybe someday that will happen.
Him-Really?!! What will it be? A boy? Or a girl?
Me-I don't know, sweetie, we don't get to decide that.
Him-Well I don't care what it is, I just want one.
Him-What can we name it?
Me-I guess that depends on if it's a boy or a girl.
Him-How old will it be when I'm 10?
Me-I'm not sure Vance.
Him-What about when I'm 11?
Him-Mom, you can just call the baby an "it" if you don't want to keep saying boy or girl.
Me-Ok buddy, thanks.
Him-I can't wait to meet it.
Him-If it's a boy we should name him something that starts with a "J".

Meanwhile, Christian walks into the house and Vance runs to him and says,

"Guess what Christian?! Mom says that someday we'll have a baby brother or sister! What should we name it?"

OMG I won something!

Check out this post here at A Latte in the Morning.

I am so excited! I can't believe I won! This is like that time that I got picked for jury duty, except that I don't have to sit in a crappy chair with a sore ass tail for a week. AND, I think that Vance will love it!

It's from here Live Love Dream.

Thanks Live Love Dream! You totally made my day!

Birthday Cupcakes.

"Seriously, don't take my picture next to cupcake face!"


That's what I was saying to my sister right as she snapped the picture. Then she showed everyone around the table, and we all laughed. Then Vance cried. Real tears. He was upset because he thought that everyone was laughing at me. Aww..tear. We had to have the laughing "with" versus laughing "at" conversation again. All was good.










Then, Christian taught Vance how to shove a whole cupcake in his mouth.


















After that, we opened presents!
























Do you think he looks happy?

My kiddo is 6 today!

In celebration, here are some cute pictures of Vance over the years.

I just took an online quiz, it says I have a type A personality.

My mind is frazzled lately. Coming up with a blog topic seems impossible when I can't focus on just one or two things at a time, instead multitasking eleven billionty things at once.

You see, Christian and I are making steps towards purchasing a new home together. Currently we are living in my house, and his house has some tenants to pay the mortgage. It's a sweet deal.

So now we want to sell my house, but there are so many things to do to get the house in "show" mode. Yes, I'm an anal clean freak, so that's not a problem. It's the little things here and there that need that finishing touch, or quick fix up. It's all cosmetic, and it's all a pain in the ass.

We now have a list on the fridge so that we can start knocking them off, one at at time.

The realtor is pushing to list in the next couple of weeks. We've been perusing the MLS listings for the area we want. A couple of the houses have potential. We've met with the mortgage broker. So I suppose everything is slowly coming together.

Last night I spent a couple hours painting in the basement, with the Duggars playing in the back ground to distract me from the fact that I was painting. 18 kids and counting. Huh. Let me remind you that I.hate.painting. But I thought to myself "If Mama Duggar can pop out 18 babies, I guess I can suck it up and paint some freakin window frames!"

My life, in bullet points.

-Last night I went to see "My Sister's Keeper" with my sister. We got our tickets and got in the food line. I bought enough popcorn and diet coke for an army, I wasn't really paying attention when she asked me if I wanted gigantasized portions. So we shared. I also made sure to get a package of dill pickle flavoring for it. I warned Stacey that she would have to stop breathing while eating this stuff. She didn't listen and coughed for the first 5 mins of the movie. It was the truly the only laugh we had in there. That movie is a serious tear jerker. I'm sure we both cried every ten minutes. It was so great, but oh so terrible at the same time.


<--- How cute is that picture?

-My baby turns 6 in a week. We are having a movie theater party. Ice Age 3 in 3D. I'm pumped to just show up with a cake, and watch everything else get "taken care of". We usually have big backyard parties that involve lots of time and money and mommy drinking a big bottle of wine immediately afterward . We got his gift last week, it's a Nintendo DS. I'm so excited to give it to him! and then hog it so that I can kick some ass at Mario Brothers.


-Why can't blogger just understand that I am Canadian? And that I want to use my Canadian spellings. Like "theatre" and "colour" and "flavour" and "centre". That little red spell checker squiggly line thingy is kind of an asshole, eh?

-My crock pot is possessed. I set the stupid thing, and come home and it's totally on high, even though when I left I had set it to low. Or it won't turn off when its supposed to, meaning that my food gets cooked for 6 hours longer than intended. Why are you doing this to me, crock pot?

-I am on my second week of my 8 week training program for my 10k in August. I have been running while watching the first season of Will and Grace. Oh. My. God. I can't believe I didn't watch that show when it was on TV! I laugh out loud while I'm on my treadmill. It's like the, almost fall over and make a new hole in the wall, kind of funny. Jack and Karen kill me.

-We are headed to Moose Jaw this weekend to put on a garage sale for my grandparents empty house. They moved into a retirement castle in November. My grandpa's biggest concern is that people are going to try to steal stuff. My biggest concern is that Christian will wear a price tag all day, and ask women if they want to buy him.

-My life is kinda boring right now. How can I top New York? I can't. So basically, you'll have to read about spelling and crock pots if you come here. It's totally what all the lame bloggers cool kids are talking about anyways!