tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15947303598689587052024-03-05T17:47:44.953-08:00Take me as I amSierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.comBlogger229125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-89949229105641566472013-07-07T22:35:00.003-07:002013-07-07T22:35:45.650-07:00My Little ManI have not blogged in months! Going to school full time, hasn't allowed for much time to blog. I am all done school. I took a 10 month certificate program and graduated. I have a job interview in the A.M. for a job that required the program I took. As I was going through my random piles for papers looking for certificates of attendance to workshops, I came across Aaron's initial assessment when he was first diagnosed with autism over two years ago.<br />
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How my little man has changed!!!! I actually understand WHAT the reports mean and where he was and where he has come. at 2 years 10 months, my son's language ability was in the 12-15 month range. Now he is where he should be for a 5 year old! So much has happened, so much has changed. His dad and I went through separation, Eric had to move out of his Aaron's only home he knew, his grandpa moved from a place Daniel knew and loved. He has gone through it like a champ.<br />
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In 2 months, Aaron will be in kindergarten! I know he is more than ready for it! Cognitively, he is ahead of most of his peers! Socially and emotionally, he is 1-2 years behind, but I am okay with this. He has come along so far, and I am so proud of him!Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-78934185648401371622012-12-17T20:44:00.002-08:002012-12-17T20:44:59.310-08:00I Will NOT Google...Tonight Aaron and I had to go to the walk-in clinic for a quick check up. He is due to fly up to his paternal grandparents with Eric for the holidays, and I don't want an ear infection cancelling the trip like last time. So I had the doctor look in his ears and one is a little iffy. I will take him back in two days. If it is still iffy, on to antibiotics he goes. I hate to put him on them, but if it means he is missing out on Christmas, he can go on them.<br />
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We initially went to the walk-in clinic for his ears, but I left worried about his eyes. As we were leaving he wanted to draw his name on the chalk bored. He spelled his name correctly; however, he wrote it right to left instead of left to right and some of his letters were backwards and off. Now, he is only 4 1/2, but I know this can be a sign of dyslexia. I am not freaking out, but I am a tad concerned.<br />
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I immediately called his coordinator and told her she wasn't sure what the next step in getting a diagnosis is. She will find out, and get back to me. In the meantime a trip to the family doctor and/or a referral to a paediatrician is in order. In Canada, children do not see a paediatrician unless it is a special circumstance. I am not upset but a little bit worried.... I have this nagging feeling, Why I don't know, but I do. I guess we will find out sooner or later. If dyslexia is the case, I know if it is caught soon enough, a lot can be done for Aaron, just as the autism was caught early and early intervention has been HUGE in the success he has had.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-49320662719478110432012-10-16T22:18:00.002-07:002012-10-16T22:18:49.285-07:00College GirlWhy haven't I been posting? There are two reasons really. <br />
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1) Eric knows the URL to this blog, so I don't feel as thought I can really be me and 2) I am a college girl! I am going to school full time, 5 courses and parenting Aaron solo, as Eric is out of town for work. It goes with the territory of being in the military. <br />
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I think I will be starting a new blog soon as I need a place that is mine free to vent my thoughts as I like. Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-38326074681738724342012-07-30T14:25:00.000-07:002012-07-30T14:44:44.706-07:00Stripe Inspired Post<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
This post is brought to you by stripes! Inspired by <a href="http://whoorl.com/">Whoorl.</a> Aaron and I are on the ferry on the start of our road trip to Alberta! Were off the go see Grandpa Bob, a stop in a at my dad's. Tomorrow my sisters, and Wednesday Cowtown! Aaron will be with his paternal grandparents and Then momma's off to a country music festival! Lets pray there are no tornado warnings. Weather has been weird on the prairies this past week. I am terrified of tornadoes! </div>
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Aaron and I both happen both be in stripes today! Aaron courtesy of The Children's Place and me of friend who lent me this shirt that I just love and no I will never ever find! So I will wear every time I get the chance. Were killing time Aaron watching his DVD player, me tooling around the interweb.</div>
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I have been doing a lot more hiking since Eric and I parted ways. Getting to know and love this beautiful Island I live on instead of running away to Vancouver every chance I get. I've been accepted to a program to our local college that I am currently sitting 10th on a wait list. Fingers crossed I get in for September as opposed to January. The program is 10 months long. My short term goal until I get into nursing. I've only go 2 pre requisites left. Math and Chem. I just did a refresher math course and it wasn't as scary as I thought it would be and I got through it! </div>
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I am kinda, sorta, maybe seeing someone. We can call him Adam. There is no label on us. We don't chat every day, or even text. I'm busy, he's busy with work. We see each other once a week or so. And he hasn't been introduced to Aaron nor do I plan to. He also happens to be 24! He's very cute, funny we have a lot to talk about and he didn't even kiss me till our third date. That is unheard of for me! I like it the way it is and will keep it that way for now. </div>
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Next week, will be another roadtrip to Alberta for Aaron and I. He is off to the grandparents and mommy's off to <a href="http://www.bigvalleyjamboree.com/" target="_blank">Big Valley Jamboree!</a> (BVJ) and there will be some <a href="http://fortheluvovblog.blogspot.ca/2012/03/blake-shelton-concert-recap.html" target="_blank">Blake Shelton</a>, Toby Keith and Rascal Flatts! Did I mention Blake Shelton? I am a tired mama and Aaron is coughing so I am off. </div>
<br />Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-26393647253405436912012-06-16T12:16:00.000-07:002012-06-16T12:16:59.811-07:00What Am I Thinking?Master Cleanse and Bikram's Yoga in one day? Ha! I am not a newb to hot yoga, but I am to cleansing. <br />
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If your squeamish about bodily functions of the cleansing nature, I suggest you stop reading now. <a href="http://singleinfertilefemale.blogspot.ca/" target="_blank">SIF</a>, I know you are. <br />
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So I have been wanting to do a cleanse/fast for awhile now. My reasoning is vain. I want to drop some weight fast. Yes, I know working out and eating healthy are they way to go, and that is what I have been doing, but summer is here and I want to kick start it a bit. Also to get all the crap out of my body. I tried the juice fast, but didn't last long. This master cleanse seems up my alley, so I am giving it a go. <br />
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I started it last night technically. If you want details, click <a href="http://www.falconblanco.com/health/cleansing/lemoncleanse.htm" target="_blank">here</a>. I took my laxative tea before I went to bed. Prior to taking my tea I had gone to a hot yoga class. I saw that there was free yoga all weekend, so I figured I'd get a jump on my cleanse and sweat it out too. Ha! Hot yoga, is intense enough on its own. With a cleanse it is apparently not so good.<br />
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I got up drank my salt water flush (laxative) and went about getting ready for yoga. I hopped in my car and started driving to the studio which is a bout 15 min drive. I felt the need to go to the bathroom and figured I could wait until I got there. <br />
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Um... Yeah that wouldn't be the case. As a girl with IBS, I know.<br />
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I pulled into a gas station. Good Call!<br />
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After I finished up at the gas station, I got back in my car and headed to yoga. I got there and there was no parking! Being free, it was busy. I There was no street parking or parking lot parking.<br />
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I was starting to panic. I took a gander into the underground parking with a prayer and Sweet Jeebus I found a spot!<br />
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I immediately bolted into the studio, bypassed the receptionist straight to the change room to the bathroom only to to have a line up. Not good for a girl on Day 1 of her master cleanse! <br />
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Thankfully, the wait was short. I get in the bathroom and proceeded to monopolize it for 10 min or so. I figured I'd Git 'R Done and go sweat my ass off. <br />
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It was evident after washing my hands, that I would be monopolizing the other stall for a good 10 min or so and that sweating my ass off was not in the cards today.<br />
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I left, washed my hands, had a chat with the receptionist and she said she practices regularly and can't even practice while on the cleanse. I like how she put it, the first four days is getting the demons out of your body.<br />
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After our chat, I went to my car and immediately after pulling out of the parking lot and I needed a bathroom. Again! WTF?<br />
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I spied a gas station at the intersection kitty corner from me as I approached the intersextion. There was also one through the intersection is on my right, and then one on my right before the intersection. I was literally scanning the intersection left (ugh!) center (better) right (score!).<br />
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I pulled into the gas station, ran to the bathroom only to need key damn it! I rushed to the attendant, got the key and proceeded to spend the next 15 minutes in there. When I got out, the attendant asked me if I was okay. I just said I had the flu. <br />
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To any occupants of the bathrooms after me I apologize! <br />
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I still needed to get more lemons for my cleanse and was trying to plan the quickest route to my house where I could get lemons. I managed to do so and am happy to say I made it home without having to use any more facilities. For my fellow citizens sake, maybe I should just stay home. <br />
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But that may be a problem you see. I am suppose to have a date today. He said he would text me and so far he hasn't... I'll let you know how this goes.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-6437441178141497372012-03-14T21:50:00.000-07:002012-03-14T21:50:40.439-07:00Blake Shelton Concert RecapSo yes, It finally came and went and it was AMAZING!!! Better than I thought it would. Carol and I had a great time and I can say that I lost my voice before we even hit Seattle because were were singing along to his music all the way down the I-5! And not only did we get to see <a href="http://www.blakeshelton.com/" target="_blank">Blake Shelton</a>, but <a href="http://www.diaframpton.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Dia Frampton</a>, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=55GAUgjpDQA" target="_blank">Justin Moore</a> and the lovely <a href="http://www.mirandalambert.com/" target="_blank">Mrs. Shelton</a> herself. Yes, you read right Miranda Lambert showed up a Blake's show and performed Baggage Claim!!! I love her. <br />
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I couldn't have asked for a better concert. I think the concert was better than meeting Blake Shelton himself. I did get to meet him, and it was exactly as I thought it would be. <br />
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We waited at a section in the arena at the appointed time, showed our pass, then proceeded to wait behind some red gates, where ushered where I assume the dressing rooms are, waited in line and filed one by-one to have our pictures taken a quick autograph and where ushered out. I was happy to meet him, but it was so quick and impersonal that I it was over in a blink of an eye. <br />
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We weren't allowed to bring our own cameras to get pictures so I am patiently waiting for the pictured to be uploaded on his website. I don't even know if it's a good picture of me or if my eyed are open. I am notorious for squinting and looking stoned in my pics. I was hoping that it would be more of a mingling meet and greet with snacks and beverages, but hell I got to meet him which is pretty damn awesome. <br />
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Carol and I did this right, and got a hotel and everything. Only 3 things could've made the night better. 1) It wouldn't have been raining; 2) Carol would've gotten a Meet and Greet; 3) Some jerk hadn't stolen one of the signs we painted for him. <br />
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All in all, it was great night! We have loved Blake Shelton since 2001 and he came out with Austin. 2001 was a special summer for us, and it was all about music. She fell in love with Austin before I did and it was fitting she got to go with me. Tara wasn't able to make if after all, so the whole her not being able to go to the Meet and Greet wasn't an issue. <br />
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After the concert we went back to the hotel, changed, freshened up and went to a bar called Cow Girls Inc. I did get one bad picture of my climbing on the mechanical bull, but it's not uploaded so I can't share it with you. <br />
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If you ever get a chance to see Blake Shelton perform, DO IT!!! Next time I see him, I think I would like to see him in a less pretentious city than Seattle. (Sorry Seattle but you need to chill out!) Boise, or Spokane would've been more to my liking. I hope to see him in Alberta this summer with my laid back Canadian folk.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-16091342115006869842012-03-04T22:00:00.000-08:002012-03-04T22:00:51.149-08:00That Awkward Moment When...That Awkward Moment When...<br />
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You come home from grocery shopping to your three-year-old greeting you with your BOB in hand saying "I found it!" Thinking it's a toy for him. In front of your dad! (Grandpa who happened to be baby sitting!) <br />
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Or texting your friend to tell then of such an embarassing moment, only to realize that you didn't text your friend but updated your Facebook status via text message!<br />
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I can not make this stuff up. <br />
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Thankfully, the status update was only up for 5 minutes before realizing your error before getting deleted comment free and no 'likes.' But God only knows who saw it. And that is NOT stuff I put on my Facebook.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-66040014573286187832012-02-14T23:38:00.000-08:002012-02-14T23:38:25.142-08:00Really Need to PostThe story of so many bloggers. You want to post but Just. Don't. Have Time.<br />
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Actually, I do but I have lacked to words to put together a decent post. I haven't known what to write or how to write it, which is funny considering I respond to emails all day long at work and can pull responses out of my ass. <br />
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There is so much going on, here, yet I am not to stressed. I miss writing. I do. I just am not sure what/how to write as Eric knows the URL to this space and if I were to write everything on my mind I feel that he would be reading part of me that i don't want him to. <br />
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So news. I have a place. My very own place! I got the keys for it this week and will be all moved in by Friday! Work is good. Aaron is good. And I am going back to school. I taking one course 2 evenings per week all as part of my plan to upgrade so eventually I can get into nursing. Or University. I am not sure what my future holds, but I crave an education. I have given some serious thought to getting involved with special needs or autistic children. I have taken the same course that new therapists that work with Aaron take. I took it so i would have the know how on how to deal with him and to parent him better. <br />
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I have given some thought to even applying to work with his company but with other children. I really don't know what career path I will take int he next few years. It could go in one of three directions, nursing, special needs, computer tech stuff. <br />
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At the moment I am working 4 days a week and going to school 2 evenings per week. I need the balance of work/Aaron time. I need to work to support us (Aaron and I) and he needs the routine of daycare and other kids a few days per week. But when I am not working, we are spending time together. <br />
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Eric and I are still not how we will arrange custody (50/50, 60/40, one week on, one week off, three days on, three days off...) We will figure it out as we go. I am only moving a few blocks or 2 min drive away from him. So we will be close enough that getting Aaron back and forth from each other will not be a hassle.<br />
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Funny I should bring up careers. I may have a job opportunity with the government for $50,000/year to start in Vancouver. if I am offered it, I will have to turn it down. It is $11 more an hour than I currently make. My life is now on the Island, Aaron's life is and his dad is here. Now that my dad has retired, he wants to move here and my sister and her husband are moving to the Island within the next year. This means that she will be an hour and half drive away tops and my Aaron will have his cousin close by. This means I can take her on weekends and have a close relationship with her. I know my life is here now. Funny how irony works. <br />
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Ironically, I am not tired but will hit the hay as I have a long day tomorrow.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-73833714072835152952012-01-03T20:10:00.000-08:002012-01-03T20:10:20.954-08:00One YearIt's amazing what difference <a href="http://fortheluvovblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/he-shows-signs.html" target="_blank">a year</a> could make. We had a follow up appointment with Aaron today with the same pediatrician that was part of the team that diagnosed him. <br />
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My little man is making so much progress. My heart swells with pride and I am thankful where we are today. There are times when I had no clue if my boy would talk, say my name or say "I love you." <br />
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He now does all three. He talks ALL the time. He never stops at times. I try to remind myself, to not get frustrated when dealing him and the echolalia and the fact that he has to say the same thing repeatedly. But to be thankful for the little boy I have. <br />
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Today we went for a play date and he amazed me. He played with the little boy like a normal 3-year-old. He didn't parallel play, but took turns, raced cars and asked the little boy to share a toy. He first asked me to get his friend to share but I directed him to ask him himself. And he did. Aaron amazed me today and gave me hope that he will be able to live fulfilling life. My biggest fear is that he will be teased when his school age and I am doing everything I can as his mom to avoid that. I am trying to socialise him and teach the right ways to act in certain situations. I hope I can. <br />
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I have SO much I want to write, but I am tired and want to veg out now. I will have a post soon on my near egg donor adventures and how things went throughout.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-46087663840268150682011-12-28T21:58:00.000-08:002011-12-28T21:58:03.601-08:00False AdvertisementThis marks my 230th post on this blog tonight. I also had my 430th tweet. I sometimes wonder how many posts I lost on my old blog when I let the domain expire. Ce La Vie. <br />
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So a lot is going on and nothing at the same time. I have so many things floating around in my brain at the moment. I will think of awesome posts through out the day when I am at work and then lose them when I get home. There is the daycare issue, finding place, moving out, the challenges of parenting an autistic child. Sometimes it seems the older Aaron gets the more "autistic" he gets. But that is another post for another day. <br />
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I looked at two places tonight for Aaron and I. I want a 2 bedroom preferably with in-suite or shared laundry and a full bath tub. Not just a shower stall. <br />
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What I viewed tonight I thought were 2 bedrooms. Such a waste of my time. The first place I viewed was "1 bedroom and a den". To me a definition of a den is a small room suitable for an office or nook or toddler. It lacks a closet. The "den" I saw in the first place was a living room that could be used as a den. I figured it would have a bedroom, living room kitchen and smaller room suitable for Aaron. Yeah, no dice. <br />
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The second place was actually a 2 bedroom. With a kitchen an no living room. I don't think so. <br />
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I don't understand while rentals are so freaking expensive here. Some basement suites run $1200! WTF? Hell in Metro Vancouver I could at get a nice 2 bedroom basement suite for $875. I've seen 3 bedrooms on the top floor of a house for $900. Sometimes I really hate it here. It's amazing what difference 50 km and and island will make.<br />
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I didn't want this post to be whiny. Some how it has. I am all dried up for good material. I wanted to do a post about music. I listen to it all day long at work. I get right into it. Shit. You know what I just typed <em>Reba has been texting me.</em> (My dad had been texting me and I had been relaying this info to Eric.) When I meant to type, Reba has been a favorite as of late. I go on to Groove Shark search an artist and select all their songs and rock out all day long. <br />
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A few others I have been listening to, Michael Jackson, Janet, Madonna, Will Smith (Summertime takes me back to my youth), <a href="http://fortheluvovblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-was-last-time.html" target="_blank">Trace Adkins (as if that is any surprise)</a> Conway Twitty, Loretta Lynn, Keith Anderson (I love XXL), Blake Shelton, Easton Corbin, Aerosmith, The Clash, The Cure, Nirvana, Blind Melon. As you can see my music tastes vary greatly. I still love me my country music first and foremost. So much so I think my girl Kit Kat and I will be hitting out favourite Honky Tonk on NYE. <br />
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I should be going to bed. I didn't get to bed till midnight last night as I decided to go to the gym and go for a swim.G'night. <br />
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Eric and I are still living as roommates and parenting as we always have. The plan is to get my own place in the New year. <br />
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I have a new job. Yay! I’ve only been there just shy of a week but I really like the place and the staff. I am back to doing something I know and love. Call center and email support. The product is something that I am not so familiar with but I am learning it fast I love love love it! The job is part time which I hope is a nice balance between staying at home with Aaron. <br />
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So I wrote that a few days ago. Which I have been meaning to post. I am sick with body aches and pains and a phlegmy cough. I feel nauseous at times due to sinus pain. Weee. <br />
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I have a very big case of the Blahs being sick. I am still going to work as I have a sit down job. My hob isn’t mentally or physically challenging so I might as well go. I want to get back into blogging. I miss this place. I may get yet another domain. I am thinking of one, I just haven’t jumped on it yet. <br />
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I have looked at one place for Aaron and I. It would’ve been perfect, but the landlord didn’t go with us alas, it wasn’t meant to be. <br />
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We also need to find a new daycare as their hours have changed. We found one that would’ve been the right fit except I could smell traces of smoke it in that filter from the upstairs as it’s in the basement of a house. That is a no go. <br />
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In March I am going to see Blake Shelton in Seattle! I am so stoked for this. It’s something I am really looking forward to. I’ve loved his music ever since I heard Austin in 2001. He is hosting a <a href="http://blakesheltoncruise.com/">cruise</a> in October, but I think going is a little far fetched to go given that the cost of the cruise doesn’t include getting there. I will have to be happy with going to his concert. <br />
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My sick and tired butt is going to bed.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-70446952204199574812011-11-12T15:56:00.000-08:002011-11-12T15:56:44.763-08:00StuffI have a lot of crap going thru my mind at the moment. I don't know where to begin or what to say. I feel like the world's biggest bitch for breaking up with Eric. Let's not forget I broke up with him while he was deployed in a war zone. Apparently, I was his rock keeping him sane with at sea. So yeah bitch right here. <br />
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I don't want to go off on a rant how he is an asshole or a dead beat. He isn't either. He has asshole tendencies as do most people just as I have bitch tendencies. When he came yesterday I literally recoiled from him and didn't want him near me. As mid email to him about how i felt suffocated by him from keeping up normal appearances on Facebook. <br />
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I have his family on my facebook and he hasn't told them yet. I've told my friends and he has told a few of his friends but so far mums the word to his family. I guess he needed me to say what I needed to say in person before he accepted it. <br />
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It's weird having him home. Living in the same place. We are sleeping in separate rooms. But I want to be staying in separate places. He's offered to stay in barracks, but I can't have him not in his own home for my breaking up with him. My 2 friends that I can stay with or either super sick or have just had their man come back from a deployment. I don't want to intrude. <br />
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So at the moment were still parenting and eating meals together. Which I wanted to avoid as it's a semblance or normalcy without physical contact. <br />
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I don't have a job at the moment. Woot. Woot. I am starting single momdom off on a good note. Eric has leave so the plan is to take whatever job I get and save some $. He wants me to start off right on my feet. So there is a non asshole trait. <br />
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I am on the ferry at the moment. I am going over to see my girls for the night to try to out some perspective and what to do. I hope chili and movies helps on this miserable night of wind and rain.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-219968482718129702011-11-11T21:11:00.000-08:002011-11-11T21:11:36.276-08:00Expect the UnexpectedA good life lesson to learn folks Eric showed up at home this morning without warning. <br />
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There is lots to deal with sooner than I expected. But it doesn't surpirse me. I had a moment of panic at 6am and had the thought to be better prepared for his arrival 2 hours later he is home. My sixth sense was spot on. <br />
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I am too emotionally drained to get into the nitty gritty at the moment. But the poop is hitting the fan.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-28137014048386550072011-11-07T19:59:00.000-08:002011-11-07T19:59:38.580-08:00HELP!The first step to in addressing an addiction is to admit to it right? I have some addmissions to make here. <br />
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I think I may be addicted to social media. And not just any social media, but Facebook. <br />
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It all started when I got a smart phone a few weeks ago. Facebook is right there. On my phone. And I have a camera. See a funny photo op? Take it. Upload to Facebook mobile, insert witty caption done. Right? ...<br />
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Nope. Must see who is online. Check my notifications, newsfeed and Bobby Jo's profile. Oh wait, now I have to check my comments on my photo and Cheryl's profile. Did she upload anything in her mobile albums? <br />
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This is getting bad people. <br />
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I went to Wal-Mart tonight and left my phone at home on purpose and kicked myself as I missed the perfect Peopleofwalmart.com photo op. Oh Well. <br />
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I am also addicted to Pepperidge Farm Gold Fish Crackers. That is an addiction I don't have a hope in hell kicking.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-1204127789574536372011-11-04T21:53:00.000-07:002011-11-04T22:07:02.553-07:00I'm The Douche That Left Without a Good ReasonThat's how I am feeling right about now. On the surface I don't really have a good reason to justify leaving Eric do I? I don't love him. Is that enough of a reason?<br />
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The fact that we have Aaron together is that enough of a reason to stay? To some people it is. When you see old acquaintances and tell the you've ended things, I guess you need to have a reason to justify it. I get the "you chose to have a child, therefore you owe it to your child to stay." <br />
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It doesn't matter that I haven't been happy for some time. That we go about our day-to-day life in the same pattern. That I am unhappy. Have anger issues and am a little depressed? <br />
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I am just very unsure. I have been for sometime. If I loved him I'd know right? Sometimes I wonder if we got back together back in 2004 after our 6 month break due to the habit of each other. When we got back together, oddly enough I was the other girl. He was seeing someone and was happy then I came bouncing back. He said ultimately it wouldn't have lasted as she never wanted to have kids and that was a deal breaker for him. <br />
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Who knows. I have a lot anger and resentment in my life that I have to deal with. Some of it is directed at Eric some of it's not. But really what do I have to be angry about? He provides for me, I have financial stability and a common-law husband who loves his son. There is now abuse. Some women would kill for this. And call me nuts. I sometimes think I am. <br />
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I am choosing the path of single parent without a job. Good job S. (The job didn't last and it wasn't ideal <span style="background-color: yellow;">only </span>making $40/day after daycare was paid for. And that's what I have to pay my chiropractor per session to work on my back due to sitting in a bad position for 4 days)<br />
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I somehow have this need to live on my own, pay my own rent and bills while sharing custody with Eric. I've never lived on my own or provided her myself and have always felt like I should learn to be a grown up at some point. <br />
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This is a verbal diarrhea of a girl who ended a relationship while her man was deployed. Douche I am.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-58831165139905013292011-10-26T20:40:00.000-07:002011-10-26T20:40:51.624-07:00On GoingsThere has been lots going on here. I don't know where to start. Eric and I are no longer together. As of a week now. <br />
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I pulled the plug. I just couldn't stay in the relationship any more. I have lots I want to say, but not sure what to say. He is the only one of my real life people that knows of this place. He says he doesn't read here as he feels as though he is invading my space but all bets are off when a relationship ends. <br />
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I am a douche who broke up with him while he was deployed. I just felt I coudn't live a lie anymore. I am not in love with him. We've haven't been great for years. We putter a long. Have issues, sometimes we deal with them and sometimes they get put on the back burner until the next issue creeps up. <br />
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I can't say anything bad or call him all sorts of names. There is no abuse or anything life altering. We've had our share of fights and douchbaggery but that's about it. <br />
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He gets home in 3 months. Or that was the plan, now he wants to come home to try to work on us and see Aaron. I really don't have anything to say or that I want to hear. In the past when I've tried to end things he's convinced me to stay so Aaron has a better life style and so that we don't have to liv in low income housing. <br />
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My plan is to save from my job and get our own place and stay here. I don't want to move back to Vancouver if I can help it. I want Eric to be a constant part in Aaron's life and my living here is really the only way I can see that happening. I don't know what future holds for us. I just hope I can pull on my big girl panties and make enough to pay rent and put food on the table. <br />
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Yes there will be some form of child support but as the plan is 50/50 I don't think nor want much.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-37119067412206907132011-10-16T21:00:00.000-07:002011-10-16T21:00:27.783-07:00I'm BaaacccckI didn't get any good blogging time in whilst on my trip. A trip that was suppose to take me to Winnipeg but unfortunately only tool me as far as Calgary. <br />
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A certain job had me come back early. A job I was told that would be starting tomorrow. So I scaled my trip back a week. When I was heading to the ferry on Friday, I got a call confirming my start date of Oct. 24th. Of course I asked the recruiter "What the hell?" How did this happen? <br />
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Ugh. I was half way there with Aaron and the cat in tow. But I turned around and stuck around Vancouver for the weekend. <br />
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Aaron and I came home today. I am kind of stoked to play stay-at-home-mom for the week before working full-time for two weeks. After my training, I work 2 days per week. This suits me fine. <br />
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As for the MIL and I, things aren't too bad. Were polite with each other and I stayed two nights at the in-laws. I didn't care to over stay my welcome and they got lots of time in with Aaron. <br />
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I really want to blog, but I am so freaking tired I just want to go to bed before 10pm for once.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-56509818225171685352011-10-08T21:34:00.000-07:002011-10-08T21:34:13.318-07:00Ripping the Band-Aid OffSo, it finally happened the MIL and I have crossed paths again. My two long term readers know what happened the <a href="http://fortheluvovblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-have-been-composing-posts-over-and.html">last time</a> I was in her presence.<br />
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Nothing ever was resolved. I just ignored her emails and didn't talk to her on the phone for 9 months until I absolutely had too when Eric flew up with Aaron and I had to give her some last min instructions. <br />
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It wasn't too bad considering I had a panic/anxiety attack before leaving my dad's the other day. I do have General Anxiety Disorder but never have attacks. I was trying to find a doctor to get some of the good drugs in the form of Xanax or Ativan but my provinces health care system failed me in Interior BC (due to lack of doctors available at a walk-in clinic) and I am doing so without. (I've got a post for the how I feel the health care system is failing us, but that's for another time.) <br />
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This time we are staying a hotel. Much more preferable. Aaron and I are on our road trip which may or may not take us to Winnipeg. It depends if I start a new job on the 17th. <br />
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I didn't got searching for it, it found me. And the best part is it's only two days per week. Perfect for me as I really just want to stay at home with Aaron, but enough to get me out of the house and to contribute a wee bit to our income. Aaron's daycare is flexible so it's a win-win.<br />
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I want to hash out some of my thoughts on the MIL front but we have been on the road awhile and I want to crash. <br />
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Night.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-82305382591193111362011-10-03T00:31:00.000-07:002011-10-03T00:33:02.657-07:00I'm In Lust!It's been soooo long since I've blogged. I've every intention of getting caught up this week. <br />
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Now that I am a SAHM again, I will have more time to do things. Such as blog. I got a week start on the SAHM gig as Aaron contracted Hand Foot and Mouth Disease and wasn't able to go to daycare. <br />
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Aaron and I are hanging out over at my dad's at the moment before we embark on a road trip that will have us travel cross three provinces. <br />
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Today Aaron and I went to visit my mom, brother and step dad. We don't usually get a visit in when were here as it is an hour drive one way. My mom never makes the drive to see us, but today we went out for my brothers birthday.<br />
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It might as well have been my birthday. Because I got to drive a Nissan 350 Z!<br />
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I tried to upload a personal pic, but blogger was having none of it. <br />
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This car, this car is something else. I had her at at leas 180 KPH. (111 MPH.)<br />
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Yowza! My step dad finally let me take his baby for a spin and OMG I'm in love. <br />
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This isn't the actual car but the same damn model. Holy crap! The experience I had driving this 6 speed manual transmission car at the speeds can not be described adequately with words. <br />
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I am in lust. <br />
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More posts coming soon to this blog near you.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-36302618343920253152011-09-20T19:23:00.000-07:002011-09-20T19:23:55.777-07:00No Go To A DaycareThis is the words that have been coming out of my beloved son's mouth for the last few weeks. Last Friday I switched his daycare mid day without nary a thought. <br />
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Never, have I ever been so cavalier about his childcare in my life.<br />
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He only had 2 weeks left at his old daycare, but I was fed up and made the switch. They're had been many changes at his daycare in the past 2 weeks. In 1 - 2 weeks 3 of his favourite teachers left, transferred or had quit. <br />
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The straw the broke the camels back was when I walked in and some staff member was covering from another location. I had never seen her or talked to her in my son's life. There wasn't one staff member there to greet us that I knew. <br />
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They let his would be support worker go without notice. A day before she was to start with him. This didn't sit well with me.<br />
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A few of the staff that know loved him went to a new daycare centre. We went, we liked and we enrolled 3 days later. <br />
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He's been there a day and half and I notice a difference in him. He is happy, he is interacting with the other children and I have never seen him do that at his old daycare. The children aren't high strung and I don't hear curse words coming out of his mouth.<br />
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I knew this was the right choice when I picked him up on his final day and as I was putting him in his car seat and my three year old with limited verbal skills said "Damn it" with a smile on his face. Not knowing what it means.<br />
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He said when he woke up today "No go to a daycare" as he has every day for the last 2 weeks. <br />
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When I dropped him off this morning he happily said "back to a preschool."<br />
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Preschool is what we call new daycare as he will be attending preschool there.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-88888248122026514932011-09-11T09:08:00.000-07:002011-09-11T09:08:15.001-07:00RETURNED HOMEI know what today is and what it signifies. I woke up at 5:38am to pee and realized it was probably 10 years down to the hour of 9-11 and I said a silent prayer for the families of the victims of 9-11. <br />
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It's also a day to celebrate for one family. The little boy Kienan Herbert was returned home today!<br />
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<a href="http://www.ctv.ca/CTVNews/TopStories/20110911/missing-bc-boy-found-safe-110911/">http://www.ctv.ca/CTVNews/TopStories/20110911/missing-bc-boy-found-safe-110911/</a><br />
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I have been praying for a his safe return. As parent with a three year old son this just hits home for me God is good.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-67416989607098221602011-09-07T21:03:00.000-07:002011-09-07T21:03:05.579-07:00AMBER ALERTI wasn't going to post tonight, but I saw this Amber Alert on Facebook and I had to to my part. <br />
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An amber alert has been issued for a 3 Year Old Sparwood, BC (British Columbia, Canada) boy today. <br />
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As per the RCMP, Kienan Hebert may be in the company with 46-year-old Randall Hopley, who drives a 1987 brown Toyota Camry with the B.C. licence plate 098RAL. <br />
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Details are from <a href="http://calgary.ctv.ca/servlet/an/local/CTVNews/20110907/cgy_amber_alert_110907/20110907?hub=Calgary">http://calgary.ctv.ca/servlet/an/local/CTVNews/20110907/cgy_amber_alert_110907/20110907?hub=Calgary</a><br />
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Please blog, tweet, facebook and text this as it may save the little boys life.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594730359868958705.post-46725765340696552332011-09-05T21:46:00.000-07:002011-09-05T22:25:46.238-07:00Did You Know* That quinoa has 160 calaries per 1/4 of a cup?! I got me some and whipped it up and started to eat it and then read the box. I thought it was suppose to be some kind of super food? That means if I had one cup of quinoa for breakfast that I have had 640 calories! I don't count calories or anything like that but jeez that seems like a lot of food in one sitting considering I think an average person should be eating somewhere from 1500-2000 calories a day. <br />
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* That I hate typing on lap tops but here I am writing a post from one. <br />
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* I have not time for such things as blogging being a full time working single mom? I don't know how real single moms do it. I don't hats off to you guys.<br />
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* It has been 8 weeks since Eric left. <br />
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* In 25 days time I will be a stay at home mom again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My contract at work wasn't renewed do to budget cuts. I am okay with this as this allows me to be at home with Aaron. I gave notice to his daycare and I will be putting him in pre school some in October or November.<br />
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*Come Oct 1 we're in that car on our way to the Mainland and beyond. We will be going on a road trip to Calgary for sure we may even go as far as Winnipeg. My BFF and his wife moved there and I want to see them and the city. I've family there I've never met. It's where my paternal grandparents met and I want to see the city and where they grew up<br />
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* I'll be getting a new tattoo soon, but I won't be able to post it in the blog as it is Aaron's name (real name) I will be getting it on my the lower left side of my stomach. I still can't venture to somewhere that isn't easily hidden for professional reasons. It's my view of myself. I don't care if others put tattoos in placed not easily covered up. <br />
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* I regret not buying a long range water gun when I saw them on sale at the beginning of the summer as there is a cat that thinks he owns the neighbourhood and gets into a fight with my cat almost nightly. Chasing him with a broom hasn't gotten the message across that he just isn't welcome in our yard.<br />
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* Some days I feel I don't have a handle on parenting an autistic child when something so little as cracking an egg into a bowel while baking Aaron would set him off for 2 days. Yesterday I did so, and he screamed "no put egg in" and promptly burst into tears. Today he is still saying "no put egg in""at random. I guess I didn't prepare him for it.<br />
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* We skipped a fair we were going to go today as I just wasn't up to him freaking out over the littlest things. I have a throbbing sinus infection and the pressure is so bad that feeling like I want to throw up all the time isn\t a good combo with Aaron having meltdowns. I was feeling at the end of my rope so I asked a friend to watch him for a couple of hours. It did us both good and allowed me to go shopping.<br />
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* I bought some boots I shouldn't have but, I love love love them and have been looking for a pair like this since last year. <br />
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I also bought Aaron 6 long sleeve t-shirts, 2 hoodies and 4 pairs of socks at Old Navy. I did some retail therapy today. <br />
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The stripped shirt is pour moi. <br />
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* If I could divorce my sinuses, I would.Sierahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03400261364355225044noreply@blogger.com4