Today my kids fought. It is a usual event, but today they threw pizza pockets at eachother. Hold me.

Yo.
Guess what I just did?
I attempted to twerk in front of a mirror.
And it was not a pretty sight.

38.5 year old women who have birthed three children should never, ever twerk.

I am old.
And jiggly.

Group hug please.

*There is a stranger living in my house. 
OK, not really. 
The stranger is actually my husband who has been working for 3.5 weeks and only home to sleep.
Now, his schedule is back to normal and the family is readjusting to being "normal" again.

*Dear Children
This pisses me off.
And this too
Love Mom

*I think I hate Princess Kate.
Her flawless skin.
Her perfect hair.
Her classy wardrobe.
Her perfect body just weeks after having a baby.
Yep, I hate her. I bet she even looks good twerking

*How I look when my kids eat the last cookie

*Dear New Parents
Having a new baby is wonderful isn't it?  I know it seems difficult at times, but, just wait until that beautiful, perfect lil' human gets older and the hormones take hold of their brain and body.  Sorry to rain on your parade, but enjoy the coos and smiles now, before they turn into anger/tears and rage.
Love V

Send me happy pills please.
And send some for my hormonal kid too.

Happy Friday y'all!!!
It's been a bad day.
Feel sorry for me, k?

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Random Photos. Random Crap.

Howdy doody!
Guess what time it is?
Are you ready?
Hold on to your granny panties, because it is time for random crap.

EEP!
The excitement is too much for you to handle, isn't it?

This week has been pretty uneventful.
Hubby is still working non-human hours, so, it's just me and the kids....and Jersey the dog....and the horses.....and.....umm, you get the jist.

Last week I told you I was addicted to Breaking Bad, but I forgot to mention my other favourite show.
Catfish. OHMYGAWD, people. You must watch it.
Then you must question and be suspicious of anyone on the computer because they are probably not who you think they are.
I mean, for all you know I could be a 67 year old single man who lives in Tokyo.
It freaks my freak out to see how dumb people are.
They love people they have never met in person. They send these people money and naked photos.
Cuh-razy.


Dear Child of Mine
When I asked if your pregnant supply teacher was young, you told me no.  Then you said she was about my age.
Ouch.
Love Mom


This is what I want to do when my favourite song comes on.
Ok, I totally do that.

Oldest son is almost 12 and I am pretty sure that hormones are taking over his body.
This scares me.
This makes me want to run away for a few years.
I am thinking about starting a support group for parents of children going through puberty.
I will serve alcohol and bon bons.
Who is in?


There was a snake in my grandma's basement on Thanksgiving day.
I peed my pants a little when my brave Uncle brought it upstairs to show everyone.
Dear Grandma.
I love you, but I will never, ever go in your basement again.
Love Vikki


November is coming up soon.
Stuff happening in November.
My 13th wedding anniversary.
Trip to Disney.
Lung Cancer Awareness Month. Learn about it. Then we can talk about it, because it is an evil monster that needs to be cured.

My Daddy's tree.

I miss him.

Linking up with a few of my favourites
A Rural Journal
Cecily
and 

Random Photos. Random Words. And people without teeth.

I am thinking of turning this blog into some sort of random nonsense kinda place, because, well, that's all I write about.
This could mean a few things.
My life is so boring that I really have nothing to talk about.
Um...yeah....that's all I can think of.

So, lets chat about Breaking Bad.
Holymotherofgoodpeople this show is effing amazing.
I now know why everyone talked about it for years when I didn't have Netflix and was too cheap to spend $8/month.
It wasn't until all of the hype about the finale, that I finally convinced myself to get it, and now I cannot stop watching it.
I want to watch it all day.
I want my children to go to bed at 630pm so I can watch it.
I want it to come back for 20 more seasons please and thank you.


My boys recently won more awards at school because they are the best kids to ever walk this Earth.
I took my good camera with my awesome zoom lens and this is the photo I got.
Apparently I embarrass them or something.


My daughter has no top teeth.
OK, she has a few, but not many in the front.
Please send the Tooth Fairy some $$$ as she is broke.
And send the poor kid some pudding and jello because she cant chew anything.


P.S. Don't ever google "People with no top teeth". I am scarred for life.

Dear Ellen DeGeneres
When I told my children you were 55 years old, they were shocked.  They thought you were 27, because you don't have any wrinkles or gray hairs and you dress cool and dance alot.  I think this is a sign that you should invite us to your show and maybe even to your house for some dinner and a board game.


This weekend is Thanksgiving for us wonderful peeps up here in Canada.
I am thankful for Ritz crackers.
Redken hair products.
Comfy pants.
Pumpkin scented candles.
And all that other mushy stuff.


Happy weekend y'all!

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Stuff

I have owned my Nikon DSLR for a few years now and finally opened the Owners Manual on Tuesday.  I have come to the conclusion that I will never understand aperture, f-stop or depth of field.
And to be honest, I don't know if I want to because, then, I would put too much pressure on myself and freak out and do the ugly cry....over a photograph.
No thanks.
Stress sucks balls.

On another note, I discovered that the reason some of my photos weren't clear was because I had the VR {vibration reduction} turned off.  And, I also discovered the Movie mode.

Doh.

Anyways, that has nothing to do with this post.

Firstly, I took yearly photos of my beloved babies wearing their Daddy's shirt and Mommy's apron.

They are good looking peeps, aren't they?
All was going superbly until Jersey the dog wanted in on the photo session.

He knows how to make it memorable.

Secondly, husband and I have had many difficult discussions this week about life, money, family....and the possibility of a big move out west.
No final decisions yet, but I am one step closer to a nervous breakdown thank you very much.
Pass the booze.

Thirdly, this picture of my toothless 5 year old.
Best. Ever.
Tell me you didn't smile....or giggle......


Fourthly, today, during the school assembly,  I had that moment.
That moment when I realized this is the last year I will ever have a child in Kindergarten. *sniff*

Fifthly, we have major construction on our country road.
My boys are loving the mud and dirt and machinery and mud and mud and mud.


Sixthly, Barbara Walters needs to retire....yesterday.

And, last, but certainly not least.
This video about poop.
You're welcome.

Happy weekend y'all.