Fun,Fun Fun

Sorry,

it has been awhile since my last post

those of you who read this (is there anyone? delurk now)

know that with the three of them we are busy.

the boys have had a busy couple of days.

They went out to Archery on the weekend,

then we drove around the neighborhoods.

to get a feel for what is in the real estate market here.

then back to school

Middle weasel was out for a field trip yesterday,

and cleverwife went with them.

then more archery last nite.

It doesn't help that I am going into work earlier, and leaving later.

Isn't that always the way?

when the family life gets busier,

it seems that there are more work demands

and you always have to walk the line between the two.

by the way the picture is of the dog Daisy

affectionately known as moosie

( I am not explaining the grass skirt)

Games and Fun

2 Christmasses ago, the weasels got these
from our good friends.

They now have several of them each.
Yougest weasel has 11

For her birthday, Cleverwife got this one.
I even have my own

The webkinz website is pretty neat,
there are games to play, and you can earn
Kinzcash so that you can buy food and items for you virtual pet.

what bugs me about this is the amount of time we seem to spend on the website as a family.
playing the games, designing the rooms for our pets and ,
in the case of Cleverwife and I
(whose pets share the same virtual house.
we spend time putting virtual clothes on each others pets to make them look funny.
( I like to dress her Pug up like a pirate---It's a thing)

The weasels like laying the games and building the rooms too.

We even have got my sister her own webkins too.

It's like a drug, and we have to get everyone hooked.

Saturday stuff

So here we are on another Saturday,

We have already spent time at the rink this morning
with the youngest weasel and hockey
and we got home so that we could start doing
all the laundry and cleaning that needs to be done
all the time

I hate the house that we live in here.
it is too small,
too crowded and there is just not enough space for a family of 5
plus the zoo that we have.


I also think that the small space that we are living in is making
the boys act in the worst possible way imaginable some times
they fight with each other and cleverwife and I over the most trivial and
useles things



I think My limit just has been reached

Friday whatever

OK So they didn't Kill Meredith off on Grey's

that makes me feel better,

what I was suprised about was them killing her mother.

Oh well, At least I can still watch it.

On another note,

Manny the rabbit seems to be adjusting fine, and he and Joy (rabbit the first)

are actually playing with each other.

Harley, (or cat the second)

who is still a kitten, loves them both, and plays with them too.

Harley loves everything.

I have never seen a cat with a more loving disposition.

whoever picks him up is treated to the greatest purr festival ever.

He sleeps on our bed, and has a lovely habit of sticking his wet nose in my face to see if i'm awake.

Tonight we are going to watch a movie and

relax.

Here's a picture of Harley

morning

Good morning

I have to get this off of my chest

i can't believr tht they killed
Meredith off on Grey's Anatomy
If they don' somehow bring her back from the dead,
I am never ever watching again

Am I the only one who feels this way?

Or am I just crazy?

Monday

It is the typical monday

except oldest weasel has his own blog now

check it out over at
http://mattcenterofworld.blogspot.com/

The title refelcts the way he generally feels, that he thinks he is the center of the world

(he is but only in his own mind)

That being said, latly he has been a pretty good egg( more on this later)

Monday

This is Joy, or rabbit the first just before Halloween last year

Ok the winter has to end.

We had a snow day last Thursday, and as Iam writing, the snow is falling again!

I am getting tired of all this.

Mandela the rabbit seems to be adjusting fine to his new home

the older rabbit, Joy

seems to be rather, well, bitchy about the whole thing

she grunts and attacks poor Mandela, or Manny as he is called.

I think she may be a tad jealous.

The kids all seem to like him,

Cleverwife and I like him too

I just don't enjoy the fact that he likes to pee on me from time to time.

Back to my mom, when we told her of our future plans, she didn't say much, just

kind of had the whole attitude about the idea.

Why is it that family always seems the least supportive?

ANOTHER DAY

I'd say another dollar, but I don't even think I'd get that right now

My neck and shoulders hurt so much, that even Oldest weasel is taking pity on me
and rubbing the Ben-Gay into my shoulders

Youngest weasel scored another Goal at hockey this morning.
Middle weasel is supposed to be in bed right now but is busy, running around reciting lines from the movie "zoom"

The weekend was uneventful, except for the visit of my mother and sister
Why is it that family members just don't get things at times and can make you
second guess your plans?

the name

The angora bunny now has a name.

his name is Mandela, or manny for short.

Manny because 1) cleverwife like manny the mammoth from ICE Age

and because i have a quote from Nelson Mandela on my digital signature that says " the greatest glory lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall"

Cool huh?

Here is manny

Update

I know, I know,

How can I be updating on anything, when it was only an hour or so ago that
I wrote?

Well, the zoo is bigger, Cleverwife is now the proud mama to a male angora rabbit
don't ask me what his name is,

so far the choices are narrowed down to
Hamish, Gilbert ( she had a crush on the guy from Anne of Green Gables)
Chewie, McGraw ( as I was inspired by the Tim McGraw song " live like you were dying")
SHe wants to possibly get into breeding them so why wait?

Let's live like this could be our last day.

So far he has no name, (I like Hamish)

I will try to post a picture of him when he has a name.


I think we may be crazy there are now 8 animals in the house

2 cats , 1 dog, 2 rabbits, and 3 guinea pigs ( i think I mentioned this.

I invite your comments as to our sanity.

So far there is no name

Snow day

As I write this I am at home with all 3 weasels and CleverWife, because it is a snow day.
youngest weasel's best friend M (who I believe shares his brain) is here too, and has been here most of the day.

God Help us all.
so far, I have
1) done some laundry
2) shovelled the driveway (with help from middle weasel)
3) made a TIM HORTON'S run.
4) washed 3 loads of dishes\
5) made a batch of cookies
6) played STARFOX ASSAULT with the boys

and generally had a huge fight with oldest weasel about cleaning his room
which apparently does not invlove say cleaning the crap off of his floor to him.

I have also spent time lost in cyberspace because of Blogger's insistence that i move to the new blogger.

PS. I am also debating/discussing/arguing with Cleverwife over the addition of another animal to our zoo
we already have 2 cats, 1 dog, 1 rabbit, and 3 guinea pigs, and are going top be adding some angora rabbits(just for fun)

I am not opposed to this, I just want to know where we are going to put them.

Of course, they think that because I am home, that i should go and get one of these rabbits now, regardless of the fact that school was closed because of the roads.

I am dispensible I guess

Sunday Hockey

Ok so here we are and it is still miserable and cold
Is this ever going to end?

Sunday last (or last Sunday...whatever).
I had to dive youngest weasel 45min away to
a very small town for a hockey game.
in quite possibly the coldest arena I have sat in yet.
I thought he had fallen asleep, because he never just sits in a car.
there is always a non-stop dialogue (one sided)
and an endless barrage of questions that spew forth from him.

Suddenly from the back of the car comes "are we going to be there soon?"
I had to laugh because that whole are we there yet thing popped into my head.
I think that he needs a haircut soon, because one of the girls on his hockey team
offered to lend him a ponytail elastic to hold his hair back so he could see.

All in all the game was fun, they lost (the scoreboard said 4 to 0,, in reality it was like 20 to 0)
The kids didn't seem to care, but the parents did.

however one of the kids on the team did get a penalty shot with 3 seconds left.

Giving a 7-8 year old a penalty shot is like the best thing, because1) it never ever happens in the NHL, and 2) what kid hasn't dreamed of going in on a goalie all alone.

I never got a penalty shot.

There is more hockey to come,

as the season progresses, though, the kids are getting way better.

Cold

OK I know it's winter, but does it have to be so $%^&^ cold every morning??
I fell like we are back living in Northern Alberta again.

Having to start the car and let it warm up every day is a pain.
The weasels have no appreciation for this either.

I think they expect it.
All three of them are now doing archery, although I still question my Sanity at giving the tasmanian devil unchained that is the youngest wesel the opportunity to use something that can launch a potentially lethal device. Given that at the first nite for him he was quiet, attentive and focussed on the whole deal, safety and everything .


I secretly hope they will stick with it as it is a well run activity and the focus ids on having fun in a safe atmosphere.

When youngest weasel came in with me though they asked if there were ant more kids to come in next time. I laughed and said no that he was the last.

Funny how though, when the house was a mess this morning. Cleverwife informed me that it was all my fault as I had said yes to having #2 and # 3.
Wouldn't change anything. when I look back, i can see that there are many good memories of all three, and the promise of more to come.

Last night, the youngest weasel came in the middle of the night for a cuddle.
Cleverwife is the one that they go to because, I like my sleep too much, and will kick them out to their own beds after10-20 minutes. Cleverwife goes back to sleep, and the weasel will still be there in the morning.

As Cleverwife was wound up and could not sleep, and i was barely sleeping because of an ongoing shoulder/neck pain, she woke me up to see her raise sleeping youngest's arm and go "aren't I cute ?" about 3 times.
funny yes, but I was sleeping.

If it isn't the kitten crunching Bic pens in the middle of the night(more later)

It's this kind of thing from time to time, not only did she wake me to show me this, but whenI did fall back to sleep , youngest weasel rolled over , and slapped me accidentally( that's what he says) and woke me up again.


tonight i'm sleeping on the floor.

( after Grey's Anatomy and Supernatural of course)