The family that loves the outdoor life πŸŒžπŸŸ

I have very fond memories of growing up in a family that loved the outdoor life. My parents are from the north and most of my summers were spent either at my uncle’s camp fishing, boating, tubing and swimming or I also spent time in the bush with my grandpa learning about bears and the beautiful gardens my grandparents had. Either way the memories are filled with doing things outside. It was always so much fun. Both my parents have big families so it was endless fun with cousins of all ages. It was truly some of the best time in my life. There’s something to be said about breathing the fresh air and taking in the views or the smell of a pit fire. I wanted very much to keep that part of me in my life but like everyone else my life got busy πŸ˜’ So those things I used to enjoy were becoming just memories. When the girls were young and when it was just me raising them it was hard to find the time to make it a priority.  I very much wanted my children to know what that felt like. In today’s day and age technology seems to be raising our kids more than we are. I know…..dont get me wrong…. I know how hard it is to accomplish EVERYTHING you want or to not take advantage of the use of technology when your so busy all the time. I’m not innocent by any means….ive stuck my kids in front of the tv or laptop just so I  can finish something or have a minute to myself but the truth is I found myself doing it too much. They began quoting thing’s they had heard on the internet and all they ever wanted to talk about was this show or that show. I began to realize I was headed in the wrong direction with them. They needed to know a simpler life. I wanted them to have more memories of time spent with the family and I wanted them to know what it felt like being outside more.
And so began our journey. The journey we as a family decided would be good for us😊 We started with taking the kids to the beach or the park or trecking through a forest or two to find a good fishing spot.

We even went as far as buying a boat!!

We have had some amazing adventures and we are not even close to being done. We are having some of the best times together and creating more memories then I could have ever imagined. It’s bringing us closer together as a family and the kids are enjoying it more than I could have wished for. They have even started asking to go outside more with their friends and the technology is becoming a thing of the past. They want to learn new things too which in itself is pretty amazing. They can get their own fishing poles ready and put on the worms and also want to swim more and participate in learning about the boat. They know what kind of fish they are catching and they know how to assemble a tent and start a fire in the pit!

The point in sharing our story is to let you know it’s never too late. There are always things you can do with your family to make memories….ours just happens to be outdoors….but every family has a story of what brings them closer together. Family is the most important thing in our lives. We need to cherish it and make memories anyway we can. We only have this one life and for me I’d like my girls to enjoy it the way I did. Discovering nature and making memories together as a family and hopefully pass it on to their own families one day πŸ’–πŸ’–

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Kids who do chores vs. Kids that don’t…..

It’s funny how as you get older you realize how different things are. Especially when you have kids. I myself am an 80’s baby and as such I was raised COMPLETELY different. Kids nowadays are served everything with a silver spoon.  Any kid born between the 90’s and now are failing at life completely. I mean don’t get me wrong maybe not all of them. I’m sure there were parents who stood with their beliefs and family values and passed that on to their children, as I have tried to do, but we all have to admit that those who were NOT raised that way are being brought up to wreck havoc on this world. 

 When I was growing up my parents made sure I did chores everyday! I started doing chores around the age of 6. I started with the basics. Pick up my toys when I was done with them, make my bed, put my laundry in the basket….stuff like that. I was always taught not to consider the chores I was doing as punishment or for rewards. Quite the opposite. I was taught that doing chores was part of growing up. I was learning how to take care of myself. And every time a new chore was added, of course like any kid I hated it but I grew up in an age where it didn’t matter if I didn’t like it….it was happening and I accepted itπŸ˜‚ chores became a staple of independence in my life….the more I learned the more I would be able to take care of myself when I left home. And that’s exactly what I did. I make my bed every morning and I definitely know how to clean and take care of myself and my family😊 doing chores for me was a life lesson….a lesson that seems to be missing from this new generation. Nowadays kids are not raised to take care of themselves. Their parents do EVERYTHING for them!! When they are asked to do chores it’s like the worst thing you could ever expect from them. 

When you are raised not doing anything for yourself how are you suppose to function in this world? The purpose of a parent giving their children chores to do is to teach them. That’s what we are supposed to do as parents. Kids are like sponges. They soak everything up. And when taught properly they become very functioning adults that add to our society. My children, for example, have daily chores that must be finished before they can do their kid things like playing with friends or after school activities. It’s not a long list and they are not my slave drivers by any means but they are responsible for making their beds, cleaning up after themselves, and basic things like bringing laundry down, doing dishes, outside work, garbage, litter box’s, cleaning toilets, vacuuming, dusting…..etc. I do not pay them for doing these chores either. My parents used to give me money only if I went above and beyond and did other chores that helped them out. I have them doing these things because once they leave my house and have their own life they will be responsible for themselves and their own families some day. If I paid them or gave them extra things for doing chores they would never learn.  If I didn’t teach them what to do I can’t imagine how they would live??!! It’s not just about taking care of yourself either, it makes you a better person in every aspect. Being a kind person who has values. That’s what this generation should be like. Instead you have these kids working at Tim hortons or McDonald’s who are the rudiest people you will ever meet! Or they think they know EVERYTHINGπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ 
At the end of the day it is the parents decision on how to raise your own child but I am that parent that strongly believes in teaching. And I want my children to reach exactly what they are capable of. My Kids, that do chores, will hopefully add some much needed love, respect, kindness and structure to our society. What are your thought on this topic? Please feel free to share with me 😊😊

Lazy sunday🌝🌞

Sunday’s for me are not like everyone else’s. Other people get to sleep in. Kids don’t have school. No real reason anyone should be up early on a Sunday right?…. well not me. My dear loving boyfriend has the unfortunate responsibility of working on the weekends 😦 Sunday’s for us are early rise. 730 am…..every….single….sunday 😲😲 

Normally I would have all kinds of things to say about this nonsense but as I know… it’s out of my control. I mean really what kind of girlfriend does that make me to complain to Steve about having to get up early to drive him to work when I’m sure the last thing he wants to do is get up on a Sunday either but he does it to take care of his family. So I keep my mouth shut. If I really wanted to I could go back to bed and sleep but instead I take it as an opportunity to make Sunday’s MY day. The day I can get caught up on me time. I LOVE to read. I’ve always been able to escape into a good book….so I get myself a nice Tim Hortons coffee and start reading. It’s relaxing. During the week I try and finish any cleaning and or organizing that needs to be done just so I can have my Sunday fun day. I like the fact that the kids get to sleep in so I have those few hours in the morning to throw on a face mask and get a couple chapters in. I also get caught up on my recorded episodes of general hospital 😁 (yes ….i watch a soap oprahπŸ˜’ I’ve watched it for 30 years and dammit  it’s amazing πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ so no judging!!)  

Being a stay at home mom means I’m a busy woman throughout the week. Don’t get me wrong, I do get to have alone time during the week too but it’s not the same. All my daily activities with getting the kids to where they need to be, cleaning, laundry, getting Steve to work and taking care of dads needs at the end of the day when I get my down time it’s more like exhausted time then me time lol…. so that’s where Sunday fun day comes in to play. I find myself stressing and yelling and micro managing all week long so when sunday comes its my day to be free off all that and at least give myself a few hours of good solid stress free me time.  When you give yourself that time you learn things about yourself. I’ve learned I love writing😍😍 Its become a very good source of relief as well as disbelief for me. I enjoy very much getting everything out of my brain and I’m also discovering that I’m really good at it! A hidden talent I didn’t know I had or loved so much😊😊
I firmly believe that any woman in my situation desperately deserves free time….doing whatever she wants to do. Its important for your health and important to make sure you don’t lose who you are. Your still a person aside from being so many things to so many people. It’s also in your family’s best interest to allow you to have the time cause let’s get real for a minute….we would snap like twigs 😲😲

The point to me sharing this is because I made it a point to accept my early Sunday’s and create something good for myself. Not only is it helping me be a better person but also a better mother, partner and daughter. It’s helping me build myself up and discover new things about myself. If anything I’d like to pass this feeling on to all the amazing mothers out there who need a pick me up sometimes πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ’–

The other woman…… A.k.a ….kittycat :)

Imagine you are in bed with the love of your life and all you want to do is snuggle up and fall asleep in each others arms and all of a sudden you are interrupted by a loud meow and a thud on the bed. This usually happens to me every single night. I have a cat named shadow. She has been with me for over 15 years. She is a very loving and loyal pet. The funny thing is that when Steven and I moved in together things with her changed. It was funny in the beginning because Steven hates cats and all shadow wanted to do was be near him. But one day all of that changed. All of a sudden shadow was Steve’s entire world. They snuggled together all the time. Wherever Steve went, shadow went. She would meow at him to pet her and she was always purring even if Steve just looked at her. Of course she used to be that way with me but there is something about Steve that makes her only think of him and no one else. As my dad would say ” she doesn’t talk to us anymore” lol….. I’m not saying I’m jealous…. but I’m jealous!!. She has been through all kinds of things with me and the girls. It’s almost like a slap in the face. Like she’s saying ” who cares about you… you only feed me and shelter me and have my back all the time”.Β  Don’t get me wrong, I can hear how stupid this all sounds, and maybe crazy lol but I can’t deny how much it irritates me! I love both of them with all my heart but now they are choosing each other over me.Β  Shadow has literally become the other woman in our lives.

The worst part of it all is the constant meowing she does at night. Just imagine….you’re almost asleep and all of a sudden there is obnoxious meowing coming from upstairs. Then it makes its way downstairs. That happens more times than I can count throughout the night. And then….. the icing on the cake. She carries all our shoes downstairs to our room for Steve as gifts!! They are EVERYWHERE. Usually if you ever have to get up in the middle of the night you know the pathway to the bathroom pretty good. Well, Β not us. Its lights on so you can see the obstacle course you have in front of you just to friggen go pee!!

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The picture doesn’t do it justice but I’m sure you can imagine what happens after 8 hours of prime shoe carrying time πŸ™‚

Anyway after she brings him all theΒ gifts she finally tries to decide where she will be sleeping. There are a few positions she prefers. She likes sleeping on Steve’s pillow but when he kicks her off then she sneaks under the blanket or on my hip or across my shoulder! But of course she settles with sleeping on my pillow purring in my ear and knitting her claws in my hair! Basically Steve gets all the love and loyalty from her and I get the annoying side of her. Does anyone else see how unfair that is?? lol….

I guess in the end it makes sense why she loves him as much as she does. He spoils her and loves her very much. It’s not very manly and he’s probably gonna be pissed at me for talking about it but seriously…. its adorable and maddening at the same time!! I am a very lucky woman to have the other woman be a cat and I do count my blessings about that for sure but its time everyone else knew what was going on lol…Β  In reading this back it definitely sounds like I’m crazy but I’m sure I’m not the only one who has weird stories about their pets…. feel free to share them and lets all have a good laugh together πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

Sleep??? So overrated…….

The year was 1999………it was a glorious year. It was the last year I fell asleep without thinking, without hesitation. The last year I was able to lay my head on the pillow and fall asleep instantly. I didn’t have any children or thoughts of responsibility. The only thing running through my mind was how Prince told me this was the year to party……and party I did! I miss that feeling. The feeling of being able to just sleep without reason. To do what you want, when you want. These days id be happy to get more than 5 hours sleep a night. I would probably pay any amount of money to stop my brain from thinking and allow me to return to 1999 when I took sleeping for granted. How stupid was I ??!! Now it takes me HOURS to fall asleep. I could have one of those nights where everything is done and everyone else is sleeping and I get a chance to maybe get a couple of hours extra sleep and just when I think ” this might be the night! ” I lay down and can’t turn my brain off!! I literally think about the stupidest things at night.  I have a list of things I have to run through in my head before my brain says “ok now you can go to sleep”. I think about things like “why do they call it chilli if its hot?” or “why do some people breathe through their mouth instead of their nose?” or “what would I do if there was a zombie apocalypse?” Do these things really matter?  I mean really, what does breathing have to do with anything? It gets even weirder than that too sometimes. The other night I was thinking about cleaning up my backyard and using the soil I bought last year to try to save some money and I starting wondering if manure goes bad?. Like poop…..why am I thinking about poop while I’m trying to sleep?? There’s no reason poop should be on my mind, yet there it is. I think about laundry and the kind of soap I use. I wonder why I bought a washing machine that only take the laundry pucks. I think about how my mother-in-laws laundry smells amazing and mine smells like kids and old man and cat! I think about letting all the cats outside one night and try to think of a valid excuse to give the kids as to why when they wake up there are no cats left!! It goes from things like that to ” should I rearrange my room?” or ” is taekwondo really an important activity for Julia?” or to the dramatic thought of pushing Steven out of the bed and pretending it was an accident so he STOPS SNORING!! When it gets to that point I usually get up and have some water and a smoke lol… But once I get back to bed the whole process starts over again 😦 I have such resentment for Steve when we go to bed and within SECONDS the man is fast asleep. Honestly….how can you have NO thoughts?? How do I get back to that moment in time. I was just like him once. Seems like forever ago. I almost wonder sometimes if this thinking I do at night is adding more stress to my life than is really necessary!!!

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I now realize that the reason I’m the one who has to be awake so long is because there are 4 other people in this house that I take care of. The reason they all sleep the way they do is because of me. They have nothing to stress about because I am the one who takes on the burden. That to me means it’s just another one of my motherly duties that gets done that no one else realizes. It makes me the good mother and girlfriend and daughter that I am πŸ™‚  It doesn’t really explain some of the crazy things I think about but I think maybe because I’m always thinking about other people maybe that’s my time to think about me or what I want to think about. What a minute if that were the case then why am I not thinking about the male revue or Channing Tatum…….hmmm I must be crazy then…. that’s it… that’s gotta be it right??? lol

Well that was all a crock lol….. just forget what I said and go back to 1999 with me and Prince 😜

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