Our family collects ducks.
Perhaps I should have listed this in my 10 Weird Things About Me post, but really, it’s all about my dear sweet crazy hubby, Neil.
During Neil’s first year of Optometry school, he and his classmates had a pretty rough go of it. They thought they had this University thing down pat, but graduate school was a different thing altogether.
Neil compared it to being asked to drink from a fire hydrant. The amount of information they were expected[...]
Archive for October, 2006
I’ve been accused of letting this blog suffer in favour of my new one, and alas, the accusations ring true. I’m very focused on my health right now, and the fact that I’m not doing enough to improve it.
I also didn’t want to post anything new too soon, as I loved my 10 Weird Things post and I didn’t want it to get lost in the shuffle. Have you all read it and basked in the weirdness[...]
Thanks for the tag Lara. As a kid I was always the last one picked in gym class – I feel like one of the cool kids now!
The Wyrdness that is Kym:
1) I have Split Personality Disorder. There’s Kimmy, but don’t call her that. She’s a rather grouchy kid, a little on the over-sensitive side, and quite determined never to grow up. There’s Kim, who’s a pretty happenin’ gal. She’s witty and self-confident, outgoing and assertive.[...]
I’ve started a new blog, since I don’t want to clutter this one up. I invite any and all to join the crowd over at
To Health and Happiness
The more people checking up on me, the more motivation to behave myself. Please help me get skinny!
Emma and I spent two glorious hours playing outside today. We kicked balls around the driveway, swung on the swingset, and explored the pasture beyond our back fence. We took turns chasing each other till we crested a small hill and took in the view of the nearby lake. Our neighbours’ dog Blazer frolicked along with us, and Emma shouted to her periodically. “Blazer! Blazer! C’mon!”
We had a tickle fight in the prickly brown grass, chased a spider, counted leaves,[...]
I have two incredibly adorable little girls. I’m not posting a giggly grinning picture of them just to show off the fact though. It was the best way I could think of to start this post…to say how happy and how sad I am that there isn’t a third on the way yet.
We thought that we had had an “oops”…but you know how the home pregnancy tests boast that they’re 99% accurate? Well, it turns out that I’m the 1%.
I[...]
I scrawled this one night after feeding Becca – 3am or thereabouts:
“I’m quite besotted with the idea of one day being so famous a writer that companies will shower me with free merchandise in the hopes of receiving an honourable mention in one of my works. In fact, the idea has taken such hold that I scrounged up a pad of paper and pen in order that I should not forget this fantastic bit of egomaniacal dreamery (and that, is[...]
My Mom and Dad are coming to visit. I can hardly find words to describe how thrilled I am (though knowing me as well as you do, you certainly know that I’m going to babble on for a few paragraphs anyway).
And, if it’s even remotely possible, I seem to have gone just the weest bit crazier. I am a cleaning machine. I find myself scrubbing the weirdest places…like the baseboards in the living room, and the inside of the pot[...]
Once again the dishwasher had to be unloaded. Why is this always such a chore? I put it off till it’s absolutely necessary. There the dishwasher sits, full to the brim with sparkly clean dishes, and I hunker down in the living room, refusing to make eye contact.
What’s the technical term for fear of kitchen appliances? Applasialosis or something along those lines, I’m sure.
So last night I decided to face my fear. Despite exhaustion, a[...]
I’ve been thinking a great deal about friendship lately. Having moved recently (it was in June – can I still say recently?), I’m in the process of missing old friends, making new friends, and trying to be a good friend to all.
I find it both bizarre and hilarious that in the course of making new friendships, when I mention my issues with shyness, lack of confidence and poor self-esteem, my new friends are incredulous. Kim? Happy, bubbly, thinks-she’s-funny-and-we-all-indulge-her Kim? No[...]
