Thursday, January 22, 2015

Karma's a Bitch, But She's Got a Point

I've had a few run-ins with Karma lately, and it's making me realize you really just need to stop and listen sometimes.

The first run-in was over the holidays. I had a great idea that I should really minimize in the year 2015 -- get rid of anything we don't NEED in our lives. As I was packing up all the Christmas crap stuff, I decided I was just going to do it: I would toss or donate anything I didn't love. Why pack it away and store it for a whole year just to drag it all out again next year, if we didn't really love it? One of those things was a bunch of window candelabras - they don't match our other lights, they're falling apart because they're cheap, and besides they're just a bit ugly. But, old habits die hard... I find it hard to 'waste' things and so my old self decided, maybe I should hang onto all the little candelabra light bulbs? They might be useful for... something. Karma (/fate/the universe/whatever you want to call it), being the bitch that she is, took things into her own hands: not 10 minutes later, the bulbs were smashed all over our tile floor. Thanks for looking out for me Karma. Sequestering the kids and cats and sweeping up all the shards of irony forced me to listen... JUST GET RID OF THEM. Okay, okay. I got it. Sheesh.

Then I had the wonderful idea to 'get off Facebook' for a while. As some may remember, I ditched Facebook for a month last year and it was the most productive, albeit twitchy month of the entire year. I've been way too ensconced in it lately and not nearly as productive as I really should be, so I thought, hey maybe it's time to take a break. Except, I didn't take a break, at all. I tried to, but there were messages to respond to and kittens getting stuck in tissue boxes and riddles to decipher and... well, I just never took that break. Then, of course, Karma stepped in for me. Somehow, I found myself in the middle of a social shitstorm involving our entire neighbourhood residents' Facebook page, and one little comment by little old me (IT WAS A JOKE!) resulted in, basically, the EPA being called on my neighbour across the street, who I now owe a huge bottle of wine and probably lots of cake. THANKS KARMA. I'll be backing off Facebook then. GOT IT.

The last call came this morning. I was in the shower, running late due to the fact that I got up EARLY to get on the treadmill (holla!) and was feeling so smug that after sweating for a good 24 minutes, I sat down to watch the rest of the Girls episode I was watching while running. Okay jogging. Okay walking fast. Anyway it was a great episode, but meant I had to rush around, try to take a 'fast' shower and ended up dropping the razor on my toe and breaking it (the razor, not my toe... what the hell I don't shave with an anvil!) AND getting soap in my eyes at the same time.

Karma, I get it, okay? I hear you. Stop getting up early and working out! she's saying. I GOT IT, duly noted. I'm on it.

Now if you'll excuse me I have some apology cakes to bake, but remember: listen to Karma. She knows what's what, and she's not afraid to smash lightbulbs and involve the EPA in your shit, and she really doesn't like me getting up at 6 am to get on the treadmill (clearly!).

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Fridge Oatmeal -- OMG You Guys.

So, I know I am going to come across as sounding a little kooky here, but I think I have found my new love, in a mason jar. I've been a bit of a Fridge Oatmeal Evangelist lately, I admit. I just can't stop sharing this with everyone around me, so naturally it was time for a Fridge Oatmeal blog post :)

Now I know oatmeal in a jar doesn't sound all that exciting, but it has been a complete game changer for me. Actually, when I first saw this on The Yummy Life I was skeptical that it would be any good. But you guys... it's like a little jar of awesomeness - so yummy, so easy, so portable, and keeps you full all morning. Really, what more could you want?

Thursday, January 08, 2015

All the Posts I Haven't Written

Post-holiday Hangover has finally subsided, and I've managed to bust through the haze to bring you this entry. I survived another year and so did you! Go US!

However... this is admittedly a half-baked post. I mean -- I needed to start somewhere. It seems lately I have this bad habit of only writing posts in my head... I know every blogger composes posts in their head, constantly, like a non-stop narrative of life as they go through their day. Thing is, most bloggers actually sit down and WRITE those posts, whereas I've been in this weird loop of developing a (seemingly) great post in my head, life getting in the way for a few hours or a few days, and it's gone. Poof. And repeat.

A few examples of the posts I have had in my head at some point over the past month:

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

DIY: An Easy, Fun, Meaningful Family Gift

It can be hard to come up with gifts for grandparents who seemingly have everything, and really just want a piece of the grandkids anyway.

With this in mind, we recently made this canvas for the Nonna in our life (hi!) and I think it turned out great! The bonus was that we were all able to participate, and in years to come it will server as a reminder of how small (and messy!) the kids hands were at this age.

Cool huh?
DIY kids handprint tree

We started with a blank canvas from the Dollar Store, and painted the background all over. Then I added the brown tree shape - you could make it as realistic or whimsical as you want, with as many branches as there are family members. The kids chose their own colours for their hand-prints, and those become the 'leaves'. It just so happened they ended up making a rainbow of colours... that was a total fluke (but neat, right?).

The phrase we went with - you could put anything, this was inspired by how the tree came out in our case:

   a little messy
      a little off-centre
          lots of love

What can I say... I was thinking on my feet! ;)

In any event it was hung at Nonna's house almost immediately and the kids are so proud to have been able to make something so neat for their grandmother. (I am annoyed that the lettering at the bottom ended up crooked... next time I'd put down some painter's tape to help guide me!)