A Reunion of sorts......

but not really........

When I was growing up and in high school, I had a really close group of friends. I mean a couple of the girls and I went as far back as going to daycare together. We were the group of friends that did everything together, on any given night we could be found at Chicken Chef having coffee or all having a sleepover at someones house on the weekends. But, as time went on, as it has an annoying habit of doing, and we all grew up, we all seemed to go out different ways. Yes we'd talk on the phone occassionally, always with the intentions of getting together more, or talking more, but again, the road is paved with good intentions. In the past five years or so the only time we really all get together is when one of our friends is getting married. This past weekend was no exception.

Our friend Kristen was having her wedding reception this weekend. Note, it wasn't her wedding, but just the reception. One must know something about Kristen before I can continue. Every since we were young girls, Kristen always did things her own way, she never felt she had to conform, so why should her wedding be any different. They had a small, and I mean small, family only small, wedding in the spring, then the Bridal shower at the end of April, the social at the end of May and then the reception in July. It was totally Kristen and it was still beautiful and she looked absolutely gorgeous in her dress.

So being that Kristen was pretty much the last of our "circle" to get married, everyone made the effort to be there. And really, it was very much like a high school reunion, and like high school, somethings (and people) just never change. To make a long story (and night) short, it was wonderful to get together with the girls (and the guys too I guess, but mostly the girls) and visit and catch up and drink like we were 18 again. At this point I must mention that I really couldn't drink then either. There were alot of good pictures taken, but of course the batteries in my camera died and I didn't bring replacements, so I only managed to get a couple of pictures taken, so I'll have to wait for the girls to email them to me.

What else can I say? We were friends then and we're friends now. No matter what the distance, or the number of times we talk or get together in a year, I know that these girls and our friendships have shaped us into the people we are today. And for that, I wouldn't change any of them for the world. Well.... maybe just one or two..... just kidding.

I found this quote and it sums up our friendships so perfectly that I felt I needed to share it:

The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart. ~Elisabeth Foley

Two Month Update

I was recently reminded that this blog did not contain any new content. So here it is, a rundown of my life in the past couple of weeks.


Lately I've been really missing work, not that they really ever give me a chance to miss them since usually once a week I'm being called in to fix something. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love being a mom and being home with Linden, but my job is such a big part of what makes me, me that I'm starting to miss it. That and I hate not knowing what's going on in town.


Linden wasn't feeling the greatest last week, so we pretty much stayed close to home. And after a talk with a friend of the family who happens to be a doctor, we decided that a change in formula was needed. Within 24 hours my baby was back to being himself. I really HATE the helpless feeling that comes along with not knowing what is wrong with your baby because they can't tell you, but you know something is wrong. And to add insult to injury, just as he was starting to feel better with the formula change, BLAM!!!! it's time to go see the doctor and get his two month needles. But he's a trooper and only cried for a few minutes.

I made the decision that every month we are going to take a picture of Linden beside the same giant teddy bear, aka BOB, so that we can look back and see the changes in him. And change he has. We have really noticed in the last couple of weeks that he is way more alert and interactive. When I go into his room in the mornings and say "good morning" I always get the biggest smile, and that makes the early mornings totally worth it. Sometimes I forget that he's only 2 months old because he looks like such a little man.

It was a big month for Linden, Canada Day brought his first fireworks, which he slept through and he first parade. He's totally my child, he loved the bag pipe music. It's that Scottish DNA coming out. And as he grows older, he will also learn to love plaid. I wonder what Garrett would think if I got one of my family members in Scotland to send me a little kilt for Linden? That could be interesting.



Also this month, our close friends welcomed their little baby girl into the world after 36 hours of labor and a c-section. (Side note: Suddenly my 10 hours doesn't seem so bad). You will notice that there is no name for the baby in this post, that is because there is some debate as to what the name is. Garrett, Linden and I went to visit the new family in the hospital on Friday and they had not decided on a name yet but were leaning towards Kayla. Now flash forward to Sunday morning and talking to the proud grandfather. We ask, "So did they decide on a name yet?" To which he replies that they named their little girl Kyla. Now hopefully you see where the debate is. I have't actually called my friend yet to find out for sure, I thought I would give them some time at home to get some rest and settle in.


So, that's about it for the last couple of weeks in our house. Well, there was our quasi grad class reunion, but I think that deserves it's own post.

Routines, and lists and going green

So in my ever evolving escapade of trying to get my life organized and get myself into somewhat of a routine, I do believe I opened a can of worms today. I sat down at my computer this afternoon and was researching household cleaning routines that wouldn't take a whole day but would help me keep my need for a clean house in check while still allowing me time with Linden. From there, it developed into researching and developing a workout routine for myself that will help me get back to my pre-pregnancy self, physically. And that again branched off into looking at different ways I can make our home more Linden and environmentally friendly. I've always tried to recycle when I would remember, but I recently placed a rubber tub right beside my garbage can to put the recyclables in, as opposed to putting them in the garbage.

Why this change in my train of thought. Well, I really do believe that having a child has really made me want to be a better person, and I want him to learn that there are simple things that he can do that will help the environment and make all of our lives healthier.

I know that getting my house cleaning routine, fitness routine and the other lifestyle changes I would like to make won't happen over night (much to the dismay of my inner perfectionist who likes results immediately) I'm committed for the long-haul. Now only if I could train my hubby that it's easier to spend 10 minutes a day tidying up than to have me nag at him because I have to spend an entire day cleaning the house. Really, is it so hard to put your socks in the hamper when you take them off for the day? But I digress. I'm not perfect (again, much to the dismay of my inner perfectionist) I can put things off just as good as the next person, but I really do believe that organization and routine is good for everyone's well-being.