MarMar Madness

So - we are living in a very modern age.  An age where time  and distance don't really get in the way of much.  Especially relationships.  I am not a computer geek - I struggle with a lot of the techno lingo and jazz, but I love my email and my facebook.  I don't twitter. Heck, I only just got a cell phone in August and still don't know how to text efficiently.  But Facebook has become my best friend.  Some people think it's a stupid thing.  Some judge me saying the relationships I have on there are shallow and vain.  I see it very differently.  Some people may say I waste a lot of time on the computer playing on FB.  I daresay, some days I do.  I have to watch myself.  My sister even told me to stop when I was getting a bit too "computer-focused".  But I have to say, Facebook actually makes me happy and has broadened my scope of friendships and connections.      When I went to boarding school we didn'...

      When the school year starts I am good with lunches.  I have fresh and creative ideas and I enjoy packing them for the girls for school. They also get into it in September and ask to get up a few minutes early to help organize their food for that day.  Then October comes and they don't ask to help anymore.  That's ok...I'm down with that.  By December I am looking forward to a break from lunches - from smelly lunch bags!  Now it's May and I am done. Finished.  Sick of it.  Why so cranky about lunches?      My kids are good eaters.  They eat a lot of things - a lot of different things.  Just ask my family and friends - my kids get fed some wierd stuff...but they are used to it.  Just like the kids in the middle of the jungle don't know any different from eating crickets and bark, my kids don't know anything different than eating my food!  For lunches I try and get all the food groups - so...

     So, I know this kid. Her name is Grace.  She is a very funny kid. Wise beyond her years. Seriously.  Darren and I coached her in soccer a few years ago.  She would sit on the bench and make  us laugh. She was covert in a lot of her humor.  Dry and witty and lovingly cutting!  We grew to love this kid and to love her family too.  It's been a few years since that crazy indoor soccer season.  We still see Gracie once in a while and her family.  And even tho we may not see them much - we would consider them great friends.  Grace has hung up her soccer cleats.  Sports aren't her thing - they are her brothers thing.  Reading, writing - creative stuff is Graces' thing and not only does she like it - she's so good at it.       A short while ago I started to blog.  I love blogging - writing about randomness, stories, experiences, thoughts.  It's an outlet that I've craved and ...

Music is very important to me. I was raised in a  musical family.  We played instruments and sang together.  We were a quirky VonTrapp family at Christmas with our wee group that included the accordion, piano, cello and saxophone!  Yes, it sounded brutal, but heck, mom and dad paid for our lessons so we had no choice but to all play together!  Kara and I grew up singing and playing together. She would play the piano and I would sing.  Old show tunes were our forte.  A favourite of ours was West Side Story - and the songs from that film.  I rocked it with my Mexican accent - however, my hips didn't move so well for the dancing....still don't!!  Today my  own girls sing show tunes ...albeit, they sing along with the dvd's they are watching as the lyrics come on screen.  I am not fussy - they are still learning songs I grew up with and adore.  I listen to music lots and enjoy loads of different types.  I love the Organ! ...

I have a hard time believing I am ok.  I struggle with the acceptance that I can do things.  This, in return, halts me from branching out and doing some things that would challenge me and possibly make me more of a well-rounded and confident person.  I have confidence.  I know I am a good mom (most days).  I know I am a patient and kind wife (again, most days). But still, I lack in believing in myself.  Years ago I decided to do something for myself and enrolled in the night course at Humber College to do Interior Design.  I LOVED being back at school.  I was scared silly - but was so glad to be sitting in the back of a class room with my pen and paper in hand - ready to tackle hues, colours and shades!  I had a great year and did really well.  However, I went and got pregnant and had to quit school.  Doh!  I was good at the design thing....but deep down was probably happy to have to resign as my next course was drafting and th...