I have nothing of great interest to spill here tonight.
So, some fluff pour toi!
My weekend went something like this:
Friday was a really long day at the office and marked the close of a hellish week at work. Without a solid sleep for over two weeks accompanied by this damp, cold, rainy November-like weather, I was pretty hell bent on spending the night in with a book and a very grande latte. However, after having received what seemed like a tenth call from my mother inviting me over for dinner, I caved. I’ve been pretty emotional this past month so I felt that some time with the fam would actually do me swell. I was longing for comfort and a sense of security; a desire to be in a place where I could just shut down and not have to think. So off I went.
At a moment in the evening, I sat there quietly taking it all in.
A table adorned with an assortment of cheeses, olives and fine wine; mother fiddling with a bottle of hot oil for garnish while yelling at pops to ensure he doesn’t burn the pizza; a double oven filled with thin crusted pizzas toppedd with bufalo mozarella, olives, thinly sliced potato and homemade proscuitto; my brother aggressively typing away at his laptop tuning in once in awhile to toss in his two cents; one voice talking louder over the other. I stopped and smiled to myself … it was home and it still felt like it; just as if I never left.
After a great meal, a bottle of wine and a competitive game of scrabble, I called it a night. Of course, not a night which ended in actual decent sleep but one where I finally turned in at 4:47 a.m. (great fun)
Saturday, all zombie like (from lack of sleep), I scoured the city on a mission for Miss C’s big girl bed. King Street, Avenue, Queen, Ossington… I hit them all. Fueled only by coffee, I successfully sourced a bed, a dresser, night table, pendant lamp, rug, chair and linens. I must say this little girl is gonna have one hell of a room. Seeing as though this was gonna put a very large dent in my account, I decided on adult furniture that she could grow with for a while. In effort to simulate an ethereal haven, the colour palette I’m leaning toward is white, grey and cream with pops of fuscia. lavender and chartreuse. Anyway, here are images of some of my picks so far:
(not sure what’s up with the mish mash of pics???)
You get the idea yes?
Obviously I could not accomplish said task with success avec spunky three year old in tow, so lil’ Miss C stayed with her grandparents. All was dandy until I got a call notifying me of an accident. Miss C had fallen off a chair and landed with her weight on her wrist. She was crying for a solid twenty so I dropped and made a mad b-line for home. Of course, the paranoiac that I am, I immediately thought to rush her to Sick Kids for an xray but there was something about the idea of an overcrowded wait room with “sick” germs floating everywhere that didn’t seem like a good solution. I called Telehealth and they instructed me to give her tylenol and apply a cold compress to the area. Great. Now I have an injured, irritated and cranky three year old that won’t stop crying. I held her the entire evening trying to comfort her the best way I could.
This morning I woke up (well I never really slept to begin with…super fab!) hoping that today would be a better day. Not so. I ran around town trying to collect all things Halloween to put into loot bags for Miss C’s fellow comrades. Apparently candy is not permitted to be given out due to nut allergy precautions. What? No candy? Sacrileges! Alright, I dealt with it…. moving along.
I went on to sourcing pirate paraphernalia for miss C’s upcoming third birthday. Yes you read that correctly, she wants a pirate party. She’s obsessed with this shit. I ransacked Michaels Art Store and Party Packagers for swords, hooks, hats, flags… you name it. Anyway, I’m adding my own girly twist to the theme so it should be super cool. However, I certainly have my work cut out for me this month.
I ended the day with some shopping for myself in hopes of a pick-me-up. My loot went something like this: Ole Henricksen Cleanser, OPI Dark Room Nail Lacquer, Two pairs of pants, a stone washed denim looking spandex skirt (tres 80s), a blue shirt, a vest, a sequenced vest, a sweater/fur vest, a pencil skirt and a peach long sleeved T……. I also consumed three tall lattes. Got home from todays adventure, in the rain I might add, only to learn that Miss C is not really using her right (injured) arm. Something is surely up…. uggghhhh
Tomorrow, wait its 2:36am …. Today will go something like this: don’t bother going to sleep, continue to search for fluff on web, go to gym, take Miss C to pediatrician, go into office to grab some things, work from home….. blah blah blah
Moral of the story: I’m fuckin’ tired.
