Mommy Sick

It's Monday, but I don't really feel like I had much of a weekend. I had the flu. Not fun.

I was taking Max to Taylor's hockey game on Sunday and started to feel kinda weird on the way there. I was thinking it was just Bunny not liking what I ate for lunch. I parked the car at Courtice South Arena, opened the door and instantly threw up all over the parking lot. Not my most shining moment. Max is in the backseat saying "Mommy sick, Mommy sick!" So I called Les and she came out and got him so I could go home. This is the type of thing that when it comes up it makes me wonder what I'll do if we move to Edmonton, no family to help out in a pinch. Anyways I digress...

So I spent the afternoon curled up in bed. Steve got home from Guelph (lacrosse coaching clinics) and looked after Max. Even though Max kept running in and saying "Mommy wake up, Mommy sick". It's nice to know that you're needed and loved but I really just wanted to be alone.

Sunday woke up feeling better and went to the Shed to work for a bit. New session started and we don't have much enrollment so I was trying to figure out what would run and what wasn't. I can honestly say if we move to Edmonton that I don't think I will miss this job much. See ya Ice Shed, bye bye bossy emails from Leslie, who I'm not sure what she does with her days of not working and having an independent child. Again I digress...

It's Easter this week and I'm really looking forward to it. Once I grew up and the Easter Bunny didn't really visit anymore, Easter lost some meaning for me. Outside of having a family dinner with yucky ham (bleh!). But being with Steve for 11 years (!) Easter has a much more traditional and spiritual meaning to me. Like he said yesterday Good Friday has always been an important day to him.

This year will be special because we get to introduce the 2 sides of Easter to Max. We were walking into daycare last week and they put a door cover up with the Easter Bunny on it. Max looked at it and said "Bunny Mommy?" It never occured to me that he had no idea who the Easter Bunny was. I told him that it was a part of Easter that the Easter Bunny comes to good boys and girl's houses and brings treats. He said "Bunny bring treats?"

Two Roads

I was reading my Creating Keepsakes magazine and Ali one of the regular contributers had an awesome layout with a long journaling taken from her weblog. I'm not sure why this hadn't occured to me sooner but I jumped up and registered here on blogger. I have journaled since I was a little girl but writing can be time consuming and this just seems like an easy way to record my thoughts and happenings. (and there is alot of both of these right now)

I'm kind of excited about keeping this. I'm someone who is afraid of forgetting the little things, I think that's why I take so many pictures. I want to capture memories and keep them close to my heart. Max is doing so many funny things everyday that I just don't want to forget them. I guess I'll be writing alot about that.

We are in the midst of a life changing decision. To go west or not to go west, that my friend is THE question. The poem I had to memorize in Grade 8 "Two Roads" keeps running through my head. To take one road leads you down one path in life and the other another. I have always tried to live the philosophy "don't die wondering". So this makes this that much more difficult to say no, lets not do this. More (definately more) to come on this...



The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.