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I love the comma, it has all sorts of great uses. I'm sure I use it wrong all the time to create the worlds longest sentences, separated with multiple commas.

I've realized with all this writing (I'm still not used to the word blog, or blogging) just how much I use the comma. Now I know I am the furthest thing from an English major but I try, a little.

I'm sure that everyone has their favourite punctuation mark. The exclamation mark is fun, it gets it point across! and the question mark, well he's a curious little devil. But the comma, he's quiet, he's reserved, he sits there hanging onto the bottom of the line. Reminding you to pause, take a breath and enjoy the rest of your sentence.

That's all. Just wanted to pay my respect to the comma.

Everyones got a type, right?

So here's a random dating question.

What would you say is your type?

I used to think mine was the skateboarding, rough around the edges, blue collar worker. Now I have realized that it is alot more complex than that. I have realized that I date the same guy over and over. After analyzing (something I've been doing ALOT of) I've realized that my "type" per-say (I'm basing this on the people I have fallen head over heals in love with not everyone I've dated) is the narcissistic, sociopath who needs saving and likely has daddy issues. Throw in a past drug problem and/or an illegitimate child or two and I'm yours baby! You'd think that this applies to one of my ex's but in reality it applies to all of them. ALL OF THEM! Geesh.

Hmm... wonder what that says about me? I'm going to say that opposites attract, not like attracts like (ie I'm a mess so I attract a mess).

Time to change people! Yay!

Waving Good-bye to the Baby

I have the coolest little man. This is not an expression of love, not a mother making a statement.

This is fact!

I have a 2 1/2 year old monkey. He is beyond awesome. So awesome in fact that he potty trained himself. People ask me how I did it, my reply is simple, by accident.

One day we had an early bath, I didn't bother putting a diaper back on him. Let him run around naked, be free little one! He grabbed his potty that has been sitting in the bathroom for 8 months, brought it out to the living room and pee'd in it. After huge high fives, and a whole lot of dancing around the house I figured it was a one off. No pressure, I wasn't worried everyone tells me boys normally are trained around 3 or 4. I figure, it's laminate, if he pees on the floor I'll just clean it up, so, I left his diaper off and again he stops mid play and runs to the potty. Then he went to his dad's for a few days. Dad says same thing. No more diapers. We are officially potty trained. (well mostly, there are still accidents but hell I can barely sneeze without peeing a little and I've been house broken for years)

Now this is only one example. I could go on and on. I was really sick with the flu the other day, while my head was hanging in the toilet trying not to die, waiting for my inlaws to pick up my son, he was bringing me carrots and juice from the fridge, rubbing my back telling me to eat it'll make me feel better. He says please and thank you for everything, always asks before he takes or does anything.

He's a little man. I have no idea when he changed but my baby is long gone. Now I have a little house broken man.

I couldn't be prouder, and more terrified of how fast time goes by.

Random... few of my favourite things

So I had one of those days. One where you get up in the morning and before you've even thought about coffee somethings gone wrong. Today some of my lighter moments where smashing my finger, dropping my phone, stabbing myself in the gum with a fork (apparently I was over excited to eat my poutine... mmm gravy), oh 3 hours trying to get my phone switched to a bb, and there's more, that's just the fun stuff.

Funny part is I couldn't stop laughing all day. I love those days! When everything goes to shit and all you can do is laugh, and laugh and laugh. The cell phone help people thought I was nuts! Finishing up my first hour on the phone with them I was almost in tears just laughing so hard.

It got me thinking about why everything was so funny. It was a cold, rainy, shitty day, so it wasn't the weather. I did not win a free coffee (but i did win the chance to play again) nor did anything go right for most of the day. Then when something else happened I noticed, there it was. A fleeting thought of one of my favourite things and I'd smile, then laugh.

So here is the beginning of my list. My list of favorite things... its not going to be a small list because I like most things. And I'll likely add to it so I can always remember, feel free to add your own.

- the smell of a spring rain
- the smell of snow
- snow
- my sons laugh, his "that's funny laugh" and his full on deep belly giggles
- almost everything my son does
- the curious george band aid i put on my broken phone
- silly walks
- silly runs (like fibi from friends)
- when you let someone in while driving and they wave
- simple kindnesses
- discovering someone, i mean when you first meet someone and you learn about them, who they are     what makes them tick etc
- the beach on a stormy day
- dandelions (my favorite flower)
- when my son uses my phrases against me... no mommy you can't talk to me that way
- impromptu road trips
- a shower after a long dirty day
- chatting with strangers, but like the joking around lots of laughs with the clerk at the store etc.
- getting a true smile from anyone
- the fact that spell check thinks I spelled poutine wrong lol.



Oh now I'm thinking so hard about it all my happy thoughts have run and hid. Lol. I'll add more later. Hope it reminds you guys of your happy thoughts and makes you smile!

Thud!

No matter where you are this sound makes your heart stop, stomache curl, the "oh shit" pops into your head and sometimes you're scared to look.

Here was todays "thud" moment

My only phone. I have no house phone, no office phone. Its is litterally my lifeline for my job and personal life. Oops. Fell out of my pocket and landed face flat on the floor... thud.

I will admit, its a rather impressive smash. This one gone for "trips" before, across rooms, gliding gracefully across many a tile floor, hell my last phone went for a swim. All in all I've been impressed with the durability of my iPhone. However the one thing it doesn't survive apparently is a direct drop onto the floor... thud. I picked the sucker up inspected, its still works so in true genius fashion fixed it!

For Rent...

For rent by the hour

One two and a half year old toddler

Dont be fooled by his tiny size

Eats like a 16 year old

Talks sometimes like a 16 year old (today from the back of my car comes a little voice "Mommy, are those cars pissing you off?")

Is house trained like a drunken 16 year old (sometimes we make it, sometimes we don't)

(I say rent bc I am slightly attached to the monkey and don't want to see him go permanently... just would like to clean the house without a mess being made in the room i just cleaned and possibly have a glass of wine in peace before 10 pm)