Count to ten and hide Emmie - but you have to hide right there so I can find you...

Read my favourite 3 year old a bedtime story and tucked her in tonight. Gave her a hug-a-boo and a kiss goodnight before sneaking out and listening to her re-read the book to her stuffed animals. 

What a personality she has! Cutest munchkin in the universe. 

This was from last week! She insisted I come into her freezing cold pool with her and she refused to get out even when her lips were blue. 

Next weekend is the long weekend and were all going to Otter lake to spend it at the cottage! Picked up 4 60pks of good old Coors light. Can't have too much beer. Shotguns on shotguns. 

Ill let you know how it goes :) 

Mother's Day is tomorrow! I love my mama to the moon and back. Xx

I work at 9 tomorrow morning so I think I'm going to get cozy - clean up and relax. I really want to try and get through Les Mis. Maybe I will get into it a bit tonight. 

Cosmo will probably win though... 

Xxx 

#8

Along with the ridiculously amazing weather this week came sorrow.
Yesterday everyone back home said goodbye to a top notch beauty. I still can't believe Mat is gone.

I wish I could have been there to console and to grieve but you better believe you were on my mind all day buddy. Love ya.

Watching game 5 of the first round of playoffs - Go Sens Go!

(Ill never be able to see a number 8 without thinking of you xx)

Birds chirping and sun is shining (sort of)

Brother bear had the first round of court for his sentencing hearing and I don't know all of the details but apparently it went well. He has an amazing lawyer, and if a JOP can't realize that my brother has turned his life around (school, baby, wife) then they're stupid.

Getting ready for the day! Babysitting baby Pey for a little while this afternoon so D can hit up yoga. It'll be nice to see and snuggle the big girl, she's growing up so quickly!

Closing up the HandConP tonight and I'm an OD tomorrow and I open on Sunday... Gosh I love weekends!

Bought some unreal new yoga clothes from OneTooth in Westboro! Great store!! Still Canadian made and the prices are about half of LuLu's.

I tried to shave my cat. I know it sounds dirty, but I literally mean shave my cat. Ive done it before, but this time She wouldn't let me finish so she looks kind of homeless. Poor girl! Haha

Friday, Friday, Friday, oooooooo

Xx

Work feet <

There is nothing that feels better than getting off of my feet right now! That was a long ass week - and I can't wait to do it over and over again this summer! Work hard to play hard. It will all be worth it.

My feet are swollen, I smell like a mixture of club sandwiches and beer, I can hardly keep my eyes open and I'm trying to convince myself to get into the shower (but it takes SO. Much. Energy) lol it's only 1030pm .... Sunday funday?

61 hours later and I'm done! Until Tuesday...... God I love my job....

Beach day tomorrow! I'm going to prep some snacks tonight before bed and I'm going to relax the day away on the sand.

Saw... Frosty...? (Using pseudonyms now I guess...) a couple of time this weekend. No hanky panky, just a quick kiss that tasted like bubble gum... but just being around him makes me smile. I guess you could call him another "maybeoneday" but most likely a "nevergonnahappen" - he's a lot of fun though. :)

Because this week was so full of work I have no really exciting/drama filled/remotely interesting stories and I don't even know if this makes sense at all but oh well!

Happy Sunday funday!
Xx

Why don't you stay - I'm up off my knees

After a lot of recon work I finally have a rough idea of what happened to me from start to finish. I'm so lucky I am okay.

From now it's about awareness because I think that maybe something was slipped into my drink - and that's scary.

I have never experienced something like Sunday night and let me tell you, I party.

I looked at a picture of me from around the time I stopped remembering anything and my pupils are the size of my eyes. I checked out other photos of me drunk and it isn't even a little bit similar.

The whole "not-remembering-anything" part is scary.

I don't know if I'm looking for an excuse for how I acted or if my thought process has any merit... But regardless that night doesn't make any sense to me.

Like I said, I'm grounded. Hibernation starts now.

Do good things, get good things.
Do good things, get good things.

Breathe.

Reminders I have to remember to tell myself.

My upstairs neighbours are legit nuts. Apparently they were just running up and down the stairs yelling about being tied down and kept captive and on drugs?

Needless to say: a) my doors are locked.
B) at least I'm not her

I am working 8 shifts in the next 7 days. That's where my concentration will be. Work, run, eat, sleep - repeat.

Xx

Blackout City - the land of the lost

Well, today could have been better.
I'm counting my lucky stars (did I use that expression correctly? I always mess up clichés...) that I'm alive with a cell phone in my possession and the only thing I lost was my dignity. Last night was a disaster to put it lightly.
I'm not even going to go into details because its so pathetic, but let's just say a couple of apologies were necessary today.
SundayNOTSOfunday. Ugh.

7 hour work day then dinner at Mom's to make me feel better. I've been throwing up all day. Bathroom breaks were very frequent at work today, tossing cookies left right and centre. Don't worry, I always washed my hands lol

It's strange. I'm mildly lactose intolerant but when I'm this hung all I crave is a litre of chomo. I chug chocolate milk like its going out of style (another cliché!)

Proud owner (thankfully I still have it) of a brand new pretty iPhone 5.... And I'm in love! Not that I needed another reason to be shamelessly addicted to my phone.

I have officially grounded myself. After last nights debauchery I am not allowed to consume alcohol. Bad girl, Em.

This week will be work-filled and its just the start of summer. I can't wait.

I'm going to continue dying on the couch with Doc now. Nurse my hangover and stroke my ego a little, she's a bit tender still.

Xxx

Hush little baby

Almost done the book! Stayed up late last night enthralled in the witty, sad, idealistic mind of a 12 year old daughter-of-a-heroin-addict who doesn't think twice about her life.

"The sky had the feeling of cold, wet underwear on a clothesline"

"Jules and his friends had been calling heroin chocolate milk for years"

"I closed my eyes and the roof was gone"

"Women and pot. Better than ice cream and weed."

"Sleeping next to Zachary was like sleeping in the middle of a cherry pie that had just come out of the oven"

Just some of my favorite quotes so far out of it.

Like I said before - read it!

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Seeing photos of him&her still makes my stomach drop. Oomph. Ouch.
I don't know how many times I invited him to do real things with me and always got rejected - but hey! If I wasn't the one to make him happy maybe she is.... Not that he deserves it.... (c'mon Em... Be mature lol)

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Like he does every so often, Mr. Regular (what we shall from here on in refer to him as) pops out of the woodwork. With him it has always been whatifs and maybeonedays and wouldntthathavebeenawesomes but this summer for the first time ever it appears we will both be single. He has proposed a dinner date when I go down to the dub in July. Can I remind you that he is a DOCTOR?!? Weeee. We'll see what happens.


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Lucy is on my lap and I'm snuggled under the covers post-shower. Time to read (and probably finish) Lullabies for Little Criminals.

Happy humpday
Xxx