the wedding...

This past weekend we attended DH's cuz'ns wedding in the city. It was FAN-TAB-U-LUS. Seriously...they must have one every year.

The weather was terrific, the view of the golf course in the windows behind the lovely couple. The MEAL (yummers)...the BAND....and the people. Second to none. Seriously...whens the next one.

We even managed to learn a couple of things.

1. Retzky can not handle all you can eat chocolate, sugar cubes and pop without tossing his cookies in the middle of the night.

2. C-man has never been able to make it late into the evening...and couldnt again.

3. I seriously need a haircut as all the family pics, looks like they have cousin IT in them.

4. One child loves to dress up, the other could only handle a tie for the first round of pictures.

5. DH and I do not get out enough....especially not when dancing is involved. Must do that again!!

6. We miss our friends terribly....and our family....it was soooo goood to see them again.

a few pics to start off with...

only a couple more days...

Until the big shindig, the fancy shmancy wedding...and its been a year or two since the last one. (I'm not good at dates, it could have been just a few months, who knows??)

But, the event is long overdue.

Big DH is all dudded out in a new suit, shirt, and tie. (long story...but he looks divine...)

C-man also now has a brand new suit, shirt and tie...and couldnt be more excited (actually wanted to wear it to the hockey game tonight)

Retzky is bummed, but he has reluctantly agreed to wear a shirt and tie. I have him convinced (just barely to not wear sweat pants.) But at least its not the same as his brothers. What was I thinking? (I wish i knew how to work my scanner and put in a family picture of us girls all wearing the same clothes...)

And me, well I was hoping to wear outfit #3. The swankiest of the 3. Unfortunately its still fits the same as the day I bought it. A little too snug for a family wedding. Might be alright in Vegas on a very short date with the hubby...but an all day affair with young children around....prob'ly not. So, now someone has to have another event...sometime in the next 12 months for me to wear it.

Now, off to the torcher chamber...aka...dungeon where i iron.....

This house on the hill, is alive with Mewsic....

Because I am technically challenged, I wont put up the video of C-man singing in the tub. I am sure I have shown it to most of you...if I havent, well you have to see me in person as its on my cell phone.

He sings constantly. And on tune. Big time. But, we have a pretty small house and he likes to sing LARGE. Larger than life, most times. Even when he is getting beat on by his older brother he will sing "please dont kill me, I'm too young to die" in perfect harmony (true story). He also will sing about food, sports, tv, french songs, school, girls and complete jibberish.

Retzky on the other hand, will only sing the "cool" songs..you know the ones on the top 20..or mtv .....and unfortunately knows all the words (aarrghhh)

Tonight, I decided to try to get out the geetar that I got from DH last xmas, and take an online course. That lasted about 15 minutes and now I am frustrated that I will never ever ever learn to play the geetar (even though its on my bucket list). I really would love someone with some knowledge and a lot of patience to come to my house and teach me....on my schedule (which is sporatic and non-existent) to become the musical genius I know that I am ready to be....

or at least be able to play the gambler at the campfire...

done and done...

Just finished the final football game of the short season. The boys played really well and improved a lot as the season went on. Today was their only loss of the season (7-0), but Retzky had 2 interceptions and C-man was at QB one set of downs and had our biggest gains of the day. We didnt have any coaches today, so it was supposed to be up to myself and another mom. I delegated. Its what I do. I just happened to know a couple of dads on the other team who helped us out.

Also...Retzky finished his cross country running. Not sure if that is his forte...but he loved it. (not enough to practise a lot, however) but he loved it. It may have been because they got to leave school early once/week, take a bus and have moola to spend at the canteen....but hey...he had to run 2 kms to get the junk first.

I may have to institute that rule. Sounds like a gooder...

thanksgiving weekend

The weekend has come and gone. My aunt and uncle celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary and unfortunately we couldnt make it down to be with the rest of the gang. Congrats you guys!!

We kept busy with other things. Namely, hockey tryouts, regular hockey, football and a wee bit of yardwork.

Retzkys team will be made today and they will be playing in the Step League ....C-man still doesnt know whats happening with him. We will wait and see.

On one of the days we decided to finally drive out to the crooked trees as we have been meaning to take a drive out there since we have moved here.....Enjoy the pics....

The trees are amazing. And literally just a few feet away is another bluff of trees that are perfectly "normal". It was a 40 minute ride to see them, and the kids were bored after about a minute....so we trucked our way home. Now we can stroke that one off the list....

this past weekend...

As my facebook status implied...I am definitely not a teenager anymore. There are times when I try to be...you know....staying up past curfew....tiptoeing into my parents home.

This past weekend we went out for a visit to the farm. It was supposed to be to try and help...but as usual....didnt end up that way. And it was also to visit DH...but he ended up getting called to work.

So, as it turned out, there was a dance in me-old stomping ground....and I decided to go.

I had a ball!! The band was actually 1/2 from my new stomping ground and the other half from my old. There was a really good turnout and I got to visit with old friends and make some new ones. (well...mostly embarrassed myself infront of friends children).

But...i had a blast. In spite of C-man asking me why I was going to the dance without his daddy. And who the heck would I dance with anyway? And snuggling by my side until my date showed up. (my younger, much better looking date....that just happens to be crazy mama and her darling husband) I was the third wheel...and didnt mind a bit.

Although sunday came early it was well worth it.....

boyz need their father!! (ok..mom needs DH!!)

So its been about a week or so now that DH has been going to work in not-NewYork....then heading out to the Tractors to help with harvest. Its been quite a few days with no papa.

Just before he left C-man got a note home in his agenda about what a wonderful boy he is to teach. And that when a substitute teacher came in and the other kids were lying, he was the only one to tell the truth. (and so he got to pick lots of prizes from the prize drawer).

Then...it all started coming unglued. The longer he's been away....the worse its been getting.

First, the fighting. Then the lying. Then the back talk...then then then.. Then the all out brawls at any minute.

Today, the youngest decided to ask out his first girlfriend. What was my first clue? Well...he had to wear his suit jacket to school. When I told him it might be best to save it for his first date...he relunctantly agreed to keep it at home. So, tonight when I asked him how it went....it was something like this.

he walks up to said girl and says "i think i have a crush on you"
she says " i think i have one on you too"
he says "you wanna go out sometime"
she says "let me think about it"

Ok...how is that bad, you ask? Well....that brought on the teasing from older brother. Antagonizing really......then they come barrelling inside to ask every conceivable question about sex. Literally...every one. Where the hell is DH again? (i just started to write some of the questions they asked but then i would have to put a xxx rating on this blog)

Not just about kissing and hand holding as you may expect...but it got horrifyingly graffic.

No wonder i had to go out to all hours of the evening on the weekend.