Is it friday already?

My first week of labs for the new semester are OVAH! Unfortunately, next week brings double the work so I intend to have a verrrrrrrrrry relaxing weekend!

I don't really have much to talk about. Things have been a bit boring of late. We have lots of snow! Last night, Dennis asked me to park at the top of the driveway so that he could shovel before I packed down the snow with the tires. Ok, fine, no prob. Some where between the car and the front door, the ONLY key we have to my brother's car managed to fall off the key chain and is now buried somewhere in the white stuff. Grand. So the car's still at the top of the driveway. Miraculously I remembered to get my purse out of it before locking it up last night, so thank God for small favours.

Jacob is enjoying the snow enourmously. It's been bitterly cold, so we han't had him out much in it, but yesterday during the storm was warmer so he 'helped' shovel. Our neighbour stopped by to say hello and asked him what he was doing. His reply was 'eat white snow'. Good, contientious parents that we are, we have already taught him the only white snow is appropriate for eating whereas brown and yellow snow are forbidden. We're Canadian, eh? Ya gotta learn this stuff! :)


Toodle oo!

Hallelujah by and by...

I am alive! I promise :)

The holidays are behind us which is both sad and a relief. We're a bit off kilter, but none the worse for the wear. Jacob is a bit annoyed with us because we keep missing church. We missed the Christmas eve service, or rather, we didn't actually go to the Christmas eve service because it was at 11pm and so, we didn't get a bulletin. Hence, we were not privy to the weird and whacky Holiday schedule so we kept showing up either in the middle of the service or at the end. This happened a whopping 3 times. You'da thunk that we would have been smart enough to sneak in and grab a bulletin, right? Well, no, not that smart. So, three times we were forced to pack up an unwilling, upset toddler back into the car. I'm quite certian that God's punishment was having to listen to my toddler cry 'Church, Church Mama! In church! Pweade?' pitifully over and over.

This is gunna be such a wicked term for me. My workload will triple. I KID YOU NOT! TRIPLE!!! If only my pay would triple as well *sigh*. So, if I seen to be MIA, more often than not, that'll be why.

As I don't have much else to talk about or report, I'll end with a corny joke. I don't think I've posted this one before:

Ahem: So, Snail was tired of being slow, so he decided to invest in a car. He had it painted red with a big yellow 'S' (for snail) on the side. His friends were in awe! Whenever they saw him, they'd all exclaim 'Look at the 'S' car go!'

Wa wa wa wa waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanh.