More Finger Talking...like sign language but less coherent.

I'm back for another gibber-fest. Sionara spelling (see:sionara?? wtf? How do I decide to use words I can't spell?) Adios grammar, Arrividerchi (O_o) cohesive sentences and paragraphs. I'm hoping if I spew out enough of these pathetic filler posts that my 'creativeness' will reawaken and I'll be able to produce a quality post. Or two.

I've had two cups of coffee already and just stirred my third. I used to drink my coffees 'double double', which for those of you who aren't familiar with my Canadian lingo (or are from Quebec for some damn reason) means two cream and two sugar. Which of course means two milk and two sugar at home because there is no way I'm paying that much money just for cream.
Anyways, I began drinking so much coffee that it actually started tasting too sweet. When I order a coffee from a restaurant (ex. Tim Horton's or McDonald's) I still order a double double, but when I make my pot of coffee at home I've been only using ONE sugar. Also, if you ever order coffee from Coffee Time they put WAY TOO MUCH sugar in their coffee so I'd advise asking for one less than your normal...
Reducing my coffee one sugar isn't a huge deal, but it got me thinking about how rarely it is that I have coffee with another person who puts ANY sugar into their drink. I'm wondering if this is a big health thing, or if as we grow up people start to notice that their delicious beverages are too sweet. And if that is the case, then how is there still a market for pop?!?

Yeah, randoms.

My kids are awesome. I want to give them everything but, obviously, can't afford it. I even tried to become a Step 2 Test Drive Mom recently, so that I could recieve Step 2 play equipment from the company and then review their products for them. I love talking about things that I like or dislike, and then the kids would get to play with toys that I otherwise could not afford. Unfortunately, they aren't accepting new Test Drive Moms at this time, and gave me a time to reapply with my MEDIA KIT.
Now, it might just be me, but I don't know WHAT a media kit is. I googled it, and before getting frustrated, got the impression that it is something that proves that I'm an awesome Blogger and I have a buttload of followers, full of people that would care what I thought about their toys, and possibly even want to purchase items from them. Or something.
Either way, my paranoia and other terrible personality traits are convinced that this is something that I'd fail at, so my mind has decided not to pursue this any further. I've been considering starting another blog that would revolve solely around my kids and the antics that we get up to in every day life. Something that I could even use my real identity with because I could keep all of my dark secrets over here in Anonymous Land.

But that's just another thing I've been thinking about, like going back to school and cooking better food more often.

Signing off now. Gudentag.

Worthiness

I haven't been writing because I feel like I have nothing worthy to say. Good to say. Worthy to write about...whatever.

Whatever comes out of my fingers and into the keyboard is going to be posted. Not proof-read. Not "saved for later", as so many of my other posts have been lately. Floating around in the abiss of cyber-space, forever wanting to please but never being given the chance.

I'm back to feeling poopy sometimes. I've been doing some soul-searching and have figured that it comes down to me not feeling like a good person since I'm not taking advantage of any of the time I have to learn things. I just bum around.

So, I've been thinking of taking online courses for school. Slowly. One course at a time which, if done steadily, will land me with a diploma in oh, twelve years.

Oh my f-king gawsh! Why would anyone want to take TWELVE YEARS to earn a diploma?!?!

Well, it's better this way for me. My kids could still come first; I could earn my entire diploma online and only have to arrange babysitting for midterms and exams; I can't afford more than one course at a time (they're around $600 per class and textbook); and, my personal favourite, I'm not planning on actually working outside of my home until my youngest child is much older and independent. In fact, after I get my diploma (assuming I do...) I would plan on working out of my home. For years.

Andddddd all of the words are going out of my head and I'm panicking about life decisions again and this is only my first cup of coffee and I smell poo and I really need to wash the laundry because there's a lot of cleaning to be done before Easter weekend for various reasons.

The And. (get it??)

Springin' Back

With the unseasonably warm weather that has joined us in March, I have begun to shed my winter coat (see: funk) and am looking forward to getting out and doing tons of fun things this year.

Life has been pretty epic for me lately. With moving into our new house, settling in and really enjoying Christmas, and watching the kids grow and develope. Plus, we got a dog. Sweet!

I've been enjoying every day a little bit more than I had, even in February, and this year promises to have adventures galore.

I hope everyone had a happy and loving winter and that you are all looking forward and making plans.

It's easy to flounder in despair if you have nothing to look forward to.

Lots of love,
dysfunction

I'm a Follower...what?

The Oatmeal is doing an awesome contest over at his blog. If you haven't read The Oatmeal before, it is some funny shiz and you should really add him to your list of reading materials.

PS, I entered. So, here: I'm funny.