Monthly Archives: May 2009

Cream puffs and swimming

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One of the greatest things ever about living in Florida is the pools. Everyone seems to have one, and my in-laws are no exception. They have a gorgeous pool in the backyard, enclosed of course….oh, and baby-proofed as well,  and it truly is the most luxurious place to relax on the weekend. Every time we go over there I feel like I am sneaking into a resort in Puerto Vallarta (Mexico just left that kind of mark on me, or its resorts did anyways).

M and I have been visiting the promised land every weekend recently, we just can’t stay away. Of course V has his own little Hawaiian board shorts for the pool, and a pool float as well. And his own towel…that has sharks on it (Pop-Pop picked it out).

The first time we took him into the water, he was a little apprehensive. He is already quite serious as a little boy, he watches and takes everything in and then makes his decision afterward. I can just tell that he is going to be the best study-buddy ever.

And since then, he has just taken to the water. It helps, I think, that it is darn hot down here right now. 90 degrees. In May. What the!?!

We have been hitting up Puerto Vallarta these last few weekends and are planning another one coming up. Pool floats, one more baby and a 5 year old, possible bbq-ing of things and beer.

V and his girlfriend will have another opportunity to ‘hook up’. I might have mentally planned his wedding… just a bit… S, you know how it is… must mentally jump ahead and gypsy the future.

Anyways, since that first time, V and the pool (and Daddy) are besties. Splashing is a must. As is standing on the steps and walking holding the edge of the pool. As is splashing (did I already say that?). He has so much fun in the pool and so does M, it has almost eclipsed jumping in the Jumparoo.

I am so focused on swimming lessons these days, as it really is the most important thing about living in a pool-filled society like down South. There are practically weekly pool-related deaths down here, usually because somebody doesn’t have a pool fence or someone ‘turned their back for a second’. The fact that it happens with such regularity is rather frightening and, of course, raises not only my concerns but also my swimming-lesson research-obsessedness to new heights of ridiculousness.

So am currently contemplating lessons in Celebration with Sharks and Minnows. Anyone out there used this particular swimming group? I liked the website, but have seen them advertising at intersections on homemade signs….. that could be a mark against them… hmmm…

Obviously I am also contemplating other swimming venues. Really, he just needs lessons and summer holidays for M are coming up and so I am thinking it’s going to be a Daddy and Me extravaganza.Which means he needs a new swimsuit, which means a shopping trip to Carter’s for me. It helps that there is a Beard Papa near Carter’s too… Beard Papa makes everything better 🙂

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Yoga-a-go-go

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Post-class I am whipped. Beat into a pulp. A big ol’ mess, to get all ‘Southern’ on you and stuff.

Tonight we tried a new place (mainly because they have a coupon, and coupons are good). It was in an old building near downtown, bit of a different vibe. Ramshackle building, loads of little skinny people (which I am blaming on its position to the downtown core) and a door on the women’s toilet that I swear was made completely out of Styrofoam painted brown. For reals.

Holy did we ever sweat. It was brutal.

The room was so crowded I couldn’t even see myself in the mirror. I also couldn’t see myself because there was a very tall man in front of me. And funny as we were asked repeatedly to focus on ourselves in-front of the mirror, and I couldn’t as, well, he was RIGHT THERE.

I focused a lot on his sweaty back though….. he has a mole just below his left shoulder-blade. And nice shoulders.

Anyways, bikram was hard-core and I was beaten down man. Beaten down.

Dizzy and exhausted I left the studio, chatting with J and C about how darn hot it was (at least 10 degrees hotter than our other place. Swear.). I threw my damp yoga gear into the back seat, balanced my water bottle on the roof and loaded everything else into the front. I climbed in and took off.

I drove about 50 feet and heard an awful clanking noise. Totally thought it was my car, as we have innumerable issues with it. I kept going and the noise stopped. Glancing in my rear-view mirror I saw something blue on the wet road.

Oh crap! It’s my water bottle!! My $25 water bottle that I got a huge lecture about buying! The water bottle that C teases me about every time I see her. You know, THAT water bottle.

I quickly called her, thankfully she was just behind me (and South St is a one-way street AND wasn’t that busy). She swooped in behind my car and practically leaned out of hers and one-armed it out of the street and into her sporty little SmartCar.

Oh, and then she laughed at me. A lot.

And, I imagine, will never let me forget it. Sigh.

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Beautiful South

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I went for a run around 9:15 this morning. Perfect time of day…. not too hot yet, bit of a breeze.

As I ran, the sweet scent of gardenias brushed past my nose filling my lungs with deliciously scented air and my mind with spring-like thoughts. 6 squirrels perched on a brick wall near the gardenias and watched me as I passed. One leaped off the wall and darted in front of me, pacing me for a bit before heading back to the wall with his brothers and sisters.

Blooming hibiscuses brushed the top of my baseball cap.

White ibises waddled in the grass nearby.

And all around, the gorgeous smell of gardenias…. truly it was a beautiful morning.

Happy Mother’s day.

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Charles Schultz

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This morning I took a trip to Whole Foods. Have I mentioned before that it’s my favorite place ever? Well, if you didn’t know that, you do know.

I love Whole Foods. I would move in there and set up a tent in the produce section. I went there this morning without makeup and also pre-shower and not only that but my hair was barely brushed. V, of course, looked immaculate and flirted with all of the ladies.

And of course in the state I was in, I randomly ran into an old co-worker I hadn’t seen in a year and a half. That is just the way that Life throws it these days. Good times.

So as you may know from previous posts, V has some allergy issues. Wheat and peanuts. They are sort of mid-range in strength. According to my pediatrician the peanut allergy is ‘partially my fault’ as I ate too many peanut m&m’s post-preggo. I 50-50 believe this. I did eat a lot of peanut m&m’s. A LOT. But whether it’s totally my fault or whether he would have had allergies anyways? Who knows.

Anyways, it was easy-peasey to deal with when he was young, but as he gets older it gets trickier. Toast, sandwiches, cookies, cake, pizza, chips, sauces, fast-food etc etc. Wheat is my enemy. Sometimes it’s hard not to get frustrated with it all. A few weeks ago, one of the girls at daycare wanted to share her cookie with V and did it behind Ginette’s back. A few hours later, his face broke out in an awful rash. *Sigh*

Anyways, Whole Food’s has a Gluten Free section that I am all over. Today I found cookies, cookies kinda like Oreos, but gluten-free. Awesome. And cereal, sadly though it was made in a factory that also processed peanuts so that’s a no-go as far as I am concerned. Dedicated factories are the way to go baby!

When I find things like this, it makes me feel like I can bring some kind of normalcy to V’s diet. Make it less of a ‘big deal’ to feed him a meal or organize lunches for him. I totally high-five myself (mentally) and am pretty sure that no-one is as excited as I am to find gluten-free mac and cheese and tapioca bread. But I expect you to be. Just so you know.

With his 1st birthday on my mind, birthday parties weigh heavily on me.  I keep thinking about the years to come, his little friends and the dietary issues that will arise at sleep-overs, sports events, parties etc etc.

Challenging is not even the right word to describe it. Even more so with his Italian background. How will he enjoy Great-Grandma’s lasagna or eggplant parm? Or even Gramma’s? I have a feeling that rice-lasagna noodles either don’t exist or aren’t as good. Man.

So anyways, from time to time there will be more allergy related posts. I am fascinated by wheat and peanut allergies, dedicated factories and gluten free products. It’s quite interesting.

Anyone with interesting tips on sites with products that are wheat and peanut free, or allergy info in general…. I am looking for more sites, info, blogs, anything…. please email me with any info.

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Sans bra

I think I might have seen a grey hair this past week. Maybe. Or it was my roots growing out….. Regardless, I am now in the process of making sure that it (or they) are never seen by anyone else. I’ll tell ya about it, but won’t let you see it.

Friday night and I am dying my hair. Good times. I am cheap and can’t be bothered to get it done in a salon, and so am doing it in my own salon (my bathroom). This way not only do I not have to wear a bra while I am doing it, but I can have a shower right after. And drink wine during…. perfect…

I am due for application 2 in 3 minutes.

*Pause*

And I am back. For 10 more minutes.

Tomorrow I am venturing to DisneyWorld with a girlfriend. It is a husband-free trip for both of us, 2 babies and one 5-year-old, 2 possible margaritas and, of course, one stop at the Canada pavilion. I have to go every time. I buy over-priced Caramilk bars and watch the 360 panoramic movie starring Martin Short and sing “Canada, My Canada”. Let’s consider it prep for re-visiting the country of my birth… which will take place next month, just after V’s 1st birthday.

It has been about 3 1/2 years since I have been home, my Canadian accent is completely gone, I slur my words, I have an American-sounding ‘a’, I say ‘y’all (and I did the other night and M didn’t even blink) and I haven’t had poutine in I don’t know how long. On the plus side, I have not developed a taste for sweet tea (thank god).

I miss my home sweet home and the thought of showing it to V is amazing. Can’t wait for him to meet his Grandparents and Great-Grandparents, see some proper Ocean and lawns with actual nice grass on them as opposed to the crap stuff we have here. See some trees that are not palm trees, gator-free lakes (bonus). West Coast Action for my boy. Hells ya.

Off to bed, need to get some sleep for that Disney action that I’ll be hittin’ tomorrow 😉

For the Canada pavillion click here

For the Canada, My Canada song, click here

To check out BC, click here

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I am an Astronaut

I am an astronaut

I am an astronaut

My Mum send me a few things in the mail the other day. Boxes filled with wonderful things, old records, boxes from high school, old school photos (awful, and they will never be seen by the public. Ever.) and lots of stories….

I loved to write when I was a child. I really really loved it. I also loved going to the library. I was a book addict. And also a nerd. AND I loved my Mum. Double nerd.

I love my Mum for saving all of these wonderful things that I wrote when I was little, and I love that she sent them to me.

And so, with my most darling mother in mind, here is the first story that I wrote…

A Visit to Mars!

Feb 29 1983 Jaime

I’m and astronaut and so is my sister and my Mom, we are going to Mars.

In the rocket there is lots of buttons to push. My Mom pushed a button that said up to Mars. My sister saw one that said away to Pluto! My Mom said that they would go there after.

When we got to Mars we saw a strange sight the Mars men were eating Mars bars and dancing to Mars music!! They asked us if we wanted to join them. We said sure and we did!

The next morning we met their pets. They had the most funniest pets we had seen but we didn’t laugh.

Some has long ears.

Some had long noses.

Some had eyes on springs!

The next day my Mom said that we would be going Pluto!

My sister was happy. As  soon as we got in the rocket with are seatbelts on, my sister pushed her thum on away to Pluto and away they went!

Pluto has people who live in tree houses. They are very very nice.

They do the same thing as Mars does! But the only thing  that is difrient from Mars is that they eat Pluto bars!!


Thank you Mum for saving such a wonderful story. Love you.

For NASA click here

All about Astronauts, click here

How to become one, click here

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Jaime 4 – Yoga 3

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Post Tuesday night yoga….

I got 4 compliments on my technique/pose from my instructor tonight. 4. Which made me feel so good (I told M after class and we totally did an awesome fist-pump dance in celebration. Ok. It was just me, he watched.).

“Awesome form”.

How about that. 2 months at yoga class and I am finally getting the hang of it. W hat I am not getting the hang of is my balance. I think it’s genetic. For the life of me I can’t balance on one leg, I just fall over. But with ‘awesome form’ in mind, I will hopefully improve.

Other bikram yoga thoughts…..

Sadly Spandex-man was not there tonight. However, his friends Mr Short-shorts and Well-defined Abs-man were there tonight and the 2 of them just might take his place.

The girl next to me was this fragile-looking, tiny Asian girl, who was delicately covered in sweat droplets like a little bird had shaken its damp wings on her back. She made sweating look adorable. I glanced up at my red, shiney face. Oh well, who says it’s about looks anyways, eh?

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Licked clean

Imagine me with tapioca bread, soy-nut butter and grape jely.... yum!

Imagine me with tapioca bread, soy-nut butter and grape jelly.... yum!

So as V gets older, and as we get closer to his first birthday I am increasingly challenged by what to feed him. And this is complicated by his wheat and peanut allergies and my determination to not let him eat any baby ‘meat’ product (disgusting). And to add to the whole mess, I work full time, my husband works 2 jobs and finding time to make homemade food is tricky.

So this last week V had been eating a lot of ‘broccoli, cheese and carrots’ Gerber stage 3 jarred food at daycare. Pretty much it’s that or ‘green beans and rice’, or ‘green beans, corn and rice’. Those are the only stage 3 foods that do not contain wheat, wheat pasta or some kind of meat. Limited, eh?

The wheat allergy is challenging. There is a very limited selection of snacks that are wheat free and I pretty much have found all of them. But the few that that he likes are getting tired, and I am looking for new things.

And that is why Whole Foods and I are best friends. Huge selection of wheat free breads and other things (pasta etc). I found soy-nut butter which tastes pretty good. A little soy aftertaste, but yummy. The website is awesome and has some interesting info on allergies and other products. Check it out…

Today we tried tater-tots and ground beef. Hilarious. M came to me in the bathroom, while I was giving V his evening bath and showed me the dinner preparations.

“Never has a tater-tot been cooked with such skill and tenderness. I treated it like it was a T-Bone”, he proudly told me as he carried it back into the kitchen.

Clean and pj-clad we returned to the kitchen for dinner.

It was the quietest meal that he has ever eaten. We put it all on his high-chair and let him feed himself and didn’t hear a peep. Well, I heard a few “Mmmmmmmmmmm’s “, but that was all. And the tray was practically licked clean. Tater-tots and ground beef were a hit.

Tomorrow we are hitting some tapioca toast with soy-nut butter. Ener-G is the best brand that I have found so far for yummy tasting bread-substitutes,

Any thoughts from other mums out there on good, easy meal ideas? I am really on the look-out for easy meal and treat ideas…

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Floater

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**Warning** **Warning**

This post contains explicit details, mostly focused around baby poop. And if that ain’t your cup of tea, then turn back now brothers and sisters….

Flashback to earlier today….. busy day. Not only did we go to the community-wide garage sale with my mother-in-law, but as soon as we were done there, V and I hit the road again. Up to Winter Garden to celebrate my best friend’s daughter’s 5th birthday.

It was a birthday extravaganza! And V’s first party as well. Pizza, cake, friends, balloons, sandboxes, swings….. it was so much fun. Little man out in the sunshine, flirting with the ladies (as he has been known to do).

Let me add that there were no naps taken at all today. A little foreshadowing for y’all….

Anyways, post-party we arrive home in a jolly mood. Which is surprising. Regardless……dinner, dessert and bath prep (to remove the sunscreen and sand). Pre-bath and post-dinner there was rather a lot of grunting which only means one thing. And you know what I mean. And if you don’t, it means poop.

Post poop and naked, I swept him off to the bathroom for some fun in the tub.

He loves his baths. LOVES! His baths. He was splashing happily away… and in the middle of that splashing started grunting again. (good lord, was all I could mentally say…)

I just looked at him in disbelief. Really, I was thinking that it couldn’t possibly be what I was thinking. We were having a bath, after all…

Well, shortly after…. and I do mean shortly, I discovered the reason for the grunting. And that would be poop. Poop floating in my tub.

My reaction? Instant laughter. V makes me laugh so much. Well, I guess motherhood really does…. anyways, I must have laughed so much that it upset V! He started crying! Crying in a tub full of poop. Which made me laugh more. See the vicious cycle??

So I picked him up out of the tub (oh, and I was home alone….. this always happens when I am home alone) and rushed him off to his crib. Naked. Naked and crying. Awesome.

Off I went to fish out the poop and sanitize the tub. How fun (I like sarcasm in case you didn’t know). So I fished and cleaned the tub out. Meanwhile, back in the crib, V was jumping away having the time of his life. Why did I feel like the bath was unfinished business?

And back to the tub we went…….

As soon as we entered the bathroom, he started wailing and that should have been a sign.  I was determined to give him a complete bath, apparently….

As soon as I plunked him back in the tub, he started wailing more. And as soon as he started fussing,  poop started floating again. Oh lord when would it ever end!

Apparently never. There was a poop reservoir which I found out about with the 2nd bath. Unexpected. It was a quick bath (a whole 10 seconds). Poop floated. V went back into the crib (happily I might add).

And the evening quickly drew to a close.

I fished poop out of the tub times 2. I sanitized the tub times 2. I made my child cry times 2. Oh, and I clogged the toilet up with the floating poo when I tried to flush it the first time. Awesome. Clogged toilet. Floating poops. Crying.

Wonderful.

And on top of all of this, I forgot to pay rent. It’s like a double bonus!

I just thought I would share my most wonderful afternoon/evening with y’all…. night!

DON’T click here, you will learn too much about poo  (I googled floater and this is what came up)

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