Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Who gave the order?
Maia...I have to warn you. Images may be disturbing.
I can't help but wonder....is this his decision or his manager's decision? What price do you have to pay to become popular, in style and in the media spotlight constantly?
Will your morals do? Is this "trend" becoming more "fashionable"??
I don't know about you, but it seems dear Blunty is hurting his artistic reputation when he hangs out with strippers like these in my opinion. Not such endearing poses, I might add....
Is this really necessary for James? Does he have to be photographed with scantily clad women to be admired or is this who he really wants to become?
These are the kind of pictures his public likes to see in order to be taken seriously as an artist....
The others above just makes him look disreputable.
Trin
Monday, May 14, 2007
Mother's Day 2007
Mother's day was nice. The kids surprised me with an iPod that Pete bought which was totally predictable since I said I was going to buy one last week. I don't want to come off as sounding totally ungrateful or anything but I would have much rather had "a day off" for a change. Nothing material. You know? No cooking, cleaning, tidying up after the kids, no laundry....etc. The only thing Pete did for me was make me an espresso after lunch.
He was out the whole morning with Mike (his new business partner). Looking at a potential job isn't what I would consider a good start to mother's day. He knew I wasn't too happy about that but I let it go and wasn't going to let it ruin my day.
We went to visit my mom and dad late that afternoon and left around 8:30 or so. Pete's mom went on some church retreat or something so we didn't see her all weekend which is kinda sad because we had just found out that her sister in Italy passed away just recently. Pete had no remorse about not seeing his own mom for mother's day that we had a bit of an arguement about it and I, once again...let it go.
The highlight of my day was when Danica gave me the beautiful craft she made at school. She used a small log and used a glue gun to put thistles on it which looked like porcupines kissing. She used sunflower seeds for ears. Around the porcupines she glued shells and potpourri and a piece of eucalyptus plant which made it smell real pretty. It was really unique. They make the most memorable things for mother's day at school.
Danica had a PA day from school. She's with me right now (at work) after spending the morning with her Dad at the shop and bugging me every 5 minutes for whatever she can entertain herself with for the next hour or so. She has already stolen my stapler, my highlighters, envelopes, courier slips, a note pad and my calculator. She wanted my phone and my computer but I'm not too sure that would have gone well with my boss. lol
Trin
Friday, May 11, 2007
10 Conversations you should have with your children...
What a great book. It's written by that rabbi (well, I think he's a rabbi) who hosts that TV show called "Shalom in the Home".
Here's a brief rundown since I have to leave in 20 minutes.
1) Always ask your children "Who do you want to be" as opposed to "What do you want to be". Meaning, a good person or bad person.
2) Adults should never lose touch with their inner child. Fuse the child with the adult. Teach children that they should enjoy the present and not grow up too quickly.
3) There is more to life than academics or sports. Children should learn about life by asking questions and parents should always ask their children if they "want to know". It's all about intellectual curiosity.
4) Children should be taught to treat every individual as an equal. With dignity.
5) Men should learn to be more feminine. Every child should be nurturing with soft hearts and kind hands. They should grow up to honour and respect women. "The perfect man is a gay man who is attracted to women". I thought that was priceless!
6) Forgivness is critical in every relationship. Parents are not perfect and children need to know this.
7) Togetherness is mandatory. To share meals (having dinner together) and making an effort to communicate is important for children as well as adults.
8) Love. Showing how much you love them and what's in your heart (even if they don't want to hear it). Love brings us together. Hate drives us apart. Show more love in order to get more.
9) Teach children to confront their fears. Be cautious but not afraid. Teach them that they are bigger and more powerful than fear and that you as a parent will always be there.
10) God. Teach them that life is purposeful. God is with you always. It's all about "doing the right thing" and having children always ask themselves "would God approve?".
I could go on is detail about it but I've got a whole weekend and alot of talking to do. Gotta run!
Trin
Monday, May 07, 2007
Conflicts of opinion.
This is me and my little one. I look tired...don't I?
You know how people say that being at work stresses them out? Well, it's the opposite for me. Being at home stresses me out.
Have you ever had to write a book report without reading the book? Well, that's what I had to deal with over the weekend. Danica had two months to read and write a book report that was due today. It was Friday night when I found out she had yet to finish reading her book. She had two months and she left it to the last minute....again. When I gave her shit about it she said "Well, who cares if the teacher fails me on this report. It's not like she can put me back a grade." and you know what....she's right. Smart huh? When I was a kid I was afraid of two things. Having to go to the Principles office to get "the strap" and having to fail a grade.
The kids nowadays don't get either...and they know it.
This situation did not bode well with Peter and I. We got into the same arguement about responsibilies between students and teachers and parents and students. It was a big mess. He actually wanted her to go to school today without it done. I just couldn't have that happen.
On Saturday, while Pete was at work, I kept on top of her to read while keeping Juliana occupied and out of Danica's hair. Not an easy task...let me tell you. We spent all of Saturday night writing out the rough copy. (So much for Maia's party...so sorry hun) with Juliana beside me screaming for attention. Danica spent Sunday morning writing out the good copy and by the time I came back from grocery shopping, she was done. What a friggen relief!
This brings me to question ....why it is everyone else has to suffer for one persons mistake?
Danica was the one who left her book report to the last minute causing ripples of havoc for everyone else around her. We all missed out on family time, we couldn't go to the park and enjoy the nice weather, I couldn't go to Maia's party on Saturday night, Juliana missed out on any weekend fun because of it and she had Pete and I fighting about who's responsible for teaching these kids in the first place.
Sunday night wasn't pleasant either. While it was Pete's night to put the kids to bed and because I have a routine with them he lost his patience and freaked out. He does have a point when he says "you can't let them walk all over you" and I can get "wishy washy" at times but but I guess I don't see it in this case. The girls and I have a certain way of doing things and I don't really let little things bother me as often anymore. When I hand over the reigns to Pete and he doesn't do what I do with them, the little ones freak out and in turn, forget that dad has a short fuse.
That hurts me more than it hurts them because I feel responsible for loosening up the strings in the first place.
This is one day I can honestly say....Thank God it's Monday.
Trin
Have you ever had to write a book report without reading the book? Well, that's what I had to deal with over the weekend. Danica had two months to read and write a book report that was due today. It was Friday night when I found out she had yet to finish reading her book. She had two months and she left it to the last minute....again. When I gave her shit about it she said "Well, who cares if the teacher fails me on this report. It's not like she can put me back a grade." and you know what....she's right. Smart huh? When I was a kid I was afraid of two things. Having to go to the Principles office to get "the strap" and having to fail a grade.
The kids nowadays don't get either...and they know it.
This situation did not bode well with Peter and I. We got into the same arguement about responsibilies between students and teachers and parents and students. It was a big mess. He actually wanted her to go to school today without it done. I just couldn't have that happen.
On Saturday, while Pete was at work, I kept on top of her to read while keeping Juliana occupied and out of Danica's hair. Not an easy task...let me tell you. We spent all of Saturday night writing out the rough copy. (So much for Maia's party...so sorry hun) with Juliana beside me screaming for attention. Danica spent Sunday morning writing out the good copy and by the time I came back from grocery shopping, she was done. What a friggen relief!
This brings me to question ....why it is everyone else has to suffer for one persons mistake?
Danica was the one who left her book report to the last minute causing ripples of havoc for everyone else around her. We all missed out on family time, we couldn't go to the park and enjoy the nice weather, I couldn't go to Maia's party on Saturday night, Juliana missed out on any weekend fun because of it and she had Pete and I fighting about who's responsible for teaching these kids in the first place.
Sunday night wasn't pleasant either. While it was Pete's night to put the kids to bed and because I have a routine with them he lost his patience and freaked out. He does have a point when he says "you can't let them walk all over you" and I can get "wishy washy" at times but but I guess I don't see it in this case. The girls and I have a certain way of doing things and I don't really let little things bother me as often anymore. When I hand over the reigns to Pete and he doesn't do what I do with them, the little ones freak out and in turn, forget that dad has a short fuse.
That hurts me more than it hurts them because I feel responsible for loosening up the strings in the first place.
This is one day I can honestly say....Thank God it's Monday.
Trin