Yeah, I have this blog. Thoughts in my brain, words in my head. Did you know that the current estimation of Canada’s population is 33,212,696? I like to keep track now and again, you know, find out how Dave in Toronto is doing or how Sara from Winnipeg is holding it together. We all know each other, all 33,212,696 of us. Second largest country with a land mass of 9976140 sq km, (3,612,187 sq miles), but there are a lot of Daves. I know at least four.
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Commenter Laurie who said

I “lost” my glasses by forgetting that I had just used the stove and tossing them on the hot burner. I only noticed they were melted when I put them on the next time and they were all wonky. What a dork!

I will email you Laurie, unless you get me first.
was randomly picked to win a La Loop, so she will never melt her glasses again.
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We got new low flush toilets installed on Friday, a half of flush for “number one” and a full flush for “number 2″ or “lots of toilet paper”, or several tennis balls or potatoes (i swear, those were the exact words of our plumber). We are keeping the cats away from them for fear they will get SUCKED IN! These toilets are not for the weak.
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I have been doing some gardening, despite the weather being shitty and cold most of the time. Check out my flickr pictures, if people still do that. I wonder if a picture is worth 140 characters?

I am trying for more soon. I am trying to shake off feeling like a blogging Luddite.

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Charlotte is going through her “princess phase” right now. the dresses, the movies, the stories, blah blah blah. I was worrying that being so into the princess thing that she was going to develop some skewed sense of what physical beauty is and give her the beginnings of an eating disorder. I have the same worries with barbies and Seventeen magazine and The Bachelor.
What I should have been worried about is Charlotte practicing “true love’s first kiss” on me while she had a horrible head cold. As she was kissing me like I was prince charming earlier in the week with her snotty nose and cough I was not worried about getting sick, I mean what was my choice when that sweet face leans in for a huge smooch? Now I am dying of the consumption. Or at least a horrible head cold, I am hopped up on old medicine and using my inhaler because I am an old old woman and one head cold makes me a huge sicko who is relegated to bed with a box of kleenex and plenty of fluids. Mark is out tonight and I could have gone, but I didn’t want to infect anyone with my Princess Plague. I no longer worry about Charlotte wanting a 36 – 24 – 36 figure. I think she will get over the Princess phase relatively unscathed, only to be taunted by body image insecurity in school. At least I can counsel her about that then and it won’t make me hack up a lung. Viva la Cinderella.

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