Marching out of the month

Wow, March has wizzed by? and it's spring!!! last week I took a picture of the green I could find in my yard, yep green in March! Apparently my neighbours are not as surprised, the last place I lived in Canada before leaving and coming back was Ottawa, known to be one of the Coldest Capital cities in the world , and there I cna remember chopping ice out of my drive way in an effort to speed up spring, and throwing the chunks out in the sun! But that was like 8-9yrs go, so maybe with age? the weather is changing too?
Age. hehehe, on the road to mid 30's and i'm talking age, and when did that happen? I've never really felt 30 or above, for some reason in my head I still feel 19, but when I see my life, 3 kids under 7, and on our 3rd house the minivans, it hits that i'm not 19 anymore. I guess if I had started earlier it could be slightly possble? or not?
Today I'm hoping to make pizza for supper, BBQ chicken pizza, and yes I will use a BOTTLE of BBQ sauce cause seriously I'm old and making sauce myself isn't on my "to do list" , make my own breastmilk? yep easy but making my own BBQ sauce, nope too lazy.
The boys are still intransed in the baby's birthday toy, I thought that would wear off by now but nope they're talking "stinky delivery" when the balls roll down the dinosaurs tail. As for the monkey that we bought for MJ, he's scared of it! I think it's a combination of the velcro noise from the hands that stick together or the fact that it's face is the same size as MJs and the monkey cannnnn wrap it's arms around his neck. I'm guessing it's scary to have this animal face "in your face?"
The voice is back I've back to talking since about 2days after not being able to sing Happy Birthday, I kept my mouth shut and I finally limited the talking here, soooo it's quieter the boys are quieter too, so I guess there was a plus of the mom having no voice for 34days? maybe?
well I guess i've rambled enough today, on with the SUN!!! 16C right now and that means 61F and shorts, in March but when it comes to 16C in September it means duvet on the bed, funny how that works.... OK sun here we come

The Birthday Cake Finally, my MIA voice and 15C in March!

Due to circumstances beyond my control, we waited 2wks to have MJ's birthday party. I started baking the cake yesterday morning and it was ready for lunch but we went out driving and came home and had it for supper. MJ is now 1yr and 2wks old so he totally looks 1 now. While we were out driving we picked up MJ's birthday gift, it's a Fisher Price dinosaur thing that uses the Rollem's the ball like peekabloks,it was a hit, TJ and AJ couldn't be removed from it's entertaining "pull" (eye roll). It amazes me that a 6.5yr old would be interested in a toy rated for 6m+. I'm guessing it's the "newness" factor more than the toy itself?
So on went the day, a nice Sunday drive, a trip to the BulkBarn to pick up the candy that would finish off the cake, I used licorice for the eyes and a different Licorice for the mouth, and Miffy was the cake of choice. MJ loves to dance when Miffy comes on TV, he has no interest in the show only the song for the start and end of the program, but hey it's something for a mom to say "OK this will be a birthday cake idea!"
I'm sure there are others out there that can do a better job on evening out icing but I'm still learning that technique. Actually TJ said he didn't want the icing, so I scraped his off before I put piece in his lunch today with his leftovers from supper. That made lunch making super easy today.

As for the voice, well that's still MIA ,today is 30days since I last heard my own voice, but it's getting better. I can't "eeee, eee, eee" like a Monkey or "aahahahaha" for "no don't touch that" but soon if I keep my mouth shut it will come back. Yes you heard it from me myself and I, I talk too much.
OK I'm off to enjoy the day. OH must also mention it was 15C yesterday! Yes it was the 12th of March, and my rink is a swamp and I can almost see small "GREEN" blades of grass popping up over the Very well watered lawn. "DH" is getting a bit nervous that his lawnmower isn't completely back in one piece and ready for a full season of lawnmowing fun after I pointed out the little green bits but a 15C day is a good day to get the finishing touches on that job!

alone but different

The feeling of being alone in your own home with your dh down the hall asleep is such a different feeling from having your dh 15minutes down the road at the hospital for a week and thinking that his heart isn't working. We had a totally weird scare this past week, dh drove himself to the hospital last Friday morning with "chestpain". I hate that symptom and it's so scary when the ER tells your dh that he wont be going home until 6pm, then you get a call from dh who says he'll be there all weekend, then you do get him home on Sunday and he's so dizzy he can't stand up and you have to drive him back from his "day pass" to stay at the hospital until Wednesday. Everyday comes and goes with no sign of a specialist and it's Thursday 4pm before you can get your dh home. I'm just so happy that he's home.
I'm not a very "go go go" kind of person, since I've had MJ i've settled into a trend of letting dh do all and almsot everything, taking TJ to school, dealing with the School, getting the groceries, paying all the bills, putting AJ to bed, and TJ and I've been left with MJ, so I've gotten myself into a rut. This past week, I demolished the Rutt. I drove myself to the hospital, used the parking ticket machine, paid for the parking, gotten babysitters for the boys while I went to visit dh, drove TJ to school with MJ And AJ with me and by Thursday we shaved 5minutes off our personal best from Monday morning. Wednesday we all slept in, thinking that dh was coming home and because TJ had a 1/2 day it wasn't a big deal. Thursday I even handled an emergency pick up of TJ after he tossed his cookies at school, ICK! I then took all 3 kids with me to pick up dh at the hospital, puke bucket and all. I guess this is just a normal day for most mom's but for me it felt like I had branched out of my rut.