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My random thoughts


Why do we put up with Chris Brown?  He roughed up Rhianna and for that we (not me) still buy his music and put him on Dancing with the Stars.

Folks.  There are SO many more talented people itching for one second of publicity.  Why waste our time on this trainwreck.

Just let me know when he is in jail because his temper resulted in him assulting someone who pressed charges.

I see that Urban Toronto is looking for interns and event writers for their online magazine.  More information is available at www.urbantoronto.ca

Frustrated that your streets are broken up, or that stop signs are being ignored, or maybe cars are going too fast and your area needs speed bumps. Reach out, or join, your resident ratepayers organization and as a group reach out to your city councillor to have these changes brought forward to the folks that fix the roads.  That is how Bedford Park Avenue between Yonge and Jedburgh got ripped up and totally re-done a few years ago, sewers and all.

You can always call 311 if you see or almost get swallowed up by a giant pothole.

Our new neighbours moved in and prompty decided to place their heavy recycling bins on out front lawn on garbage pick-up day – not on their property – so it could sink into my thawing lawn and leave an indentation.  Because I want to be a nice beighbour, I just moved it on to the sidewalk (which I hate because it blocks access somewhat).  Should I say something if they do it again?  Would you?  How would you handle this?

Would putting the bins up the stairs, in front of their front door, be too forward?

The TTC are no longer allowed to strike.  Finally!!!

Heres to hoping my 4-year-old sleeps through the night tonight – although I doubt he will.  I’m tired of him waking me up at 2,3 and 4 in the morning with his excuses;

“I heard a noise”

“I’m coughing”

“I dreamed about Godzilla”

“My dresser turned in to a person”.

All to get me to come sleep in his bed so he can toss and turn the rest of the night, then wake me at 6am so I can go to work…  Except I get up between 6:30 and 7 most days.

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Random musings about my kids… Please share yours too…


One day I heard on the radio a song called “Godzilla” by Blue Oyster Cult.  I liked is so I looked it up on YouTube.  The video was old and cheesy.

I guess I was walking around the house singing part of the song; “Oh no.  There goes Tokyo.  Oh no Godzilla.

After a week my kids insisted I show them the video which I did with a little trepidation knowing it might scare them. 

It didn’t.

They loved the song but my middle child was staring at Godzilla as he shot a flame ball out of his mouth while he was swatting at airplanes.  “Daddy”, he asked.  “What is that?” he said pointing at Godzilla.  “What does it look like?” I responded.  “A man in a dinosaur costume”, he replied.   

So today, as we were singing it together in the car, my middle child – oh, how creative is he, fired out this line; “Oh no / Tokyo / There goes Joe Mihevc.”

Joe Mihevc is our city councillor.

I may have told Stewie during the election in Toronto that we we not going to vote for Joe because he wanted to put a streetcar on Eglinton like he did on St. Clair and if that were to happen they would have to remove hi favourite places on Eglinton, namely, Baskin Robbins, Big Bite Burger and the Thirsty Fox Pub.  He never forgot that and I would catch him passing along this information to anyone and everyone who would listen. 

So cute.

And yes, I corrected him once I found out that was not true about Joe.  He has not asked me in a worried manner about his “favourite” places since.  🙂

Also in this urban daddy’s household comes the latest expression from Linus whenever we catch him doing something to torment his younger brother, and send him to his room.

“You just ruined my best day!” is what he blurts out to us.

Really?!?

maybe he should have thought about that before he;

1) calls his brother a baby
2) pinches his brother
3) pushes his brother from behind
4) tries to tip his brother off his stool
5) yell at the nanny
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457) act goofy
458) say “poo” as every third word
459) write the word “boobies” on the shopping list
460) throw food at his brother

Needless to say, he is our first child and sometimes I feel we are making an example of him, but we ruin his best day, a LOT.