ANOTHER WONDERFUL DAY...

Tuesday I wanted to bake something for a refugee family that my church is sponsoring to make them feel more welcome. I didn't have much time so I decided on making some EatMore bar ripoffs. The most simplest recipe ever and I've done it a million times before successfully. But not this time. They turned more crumbly then chewy and I have no idea what went wrong.

Then I heard that they love chocolate and cake. Being the genius that I am I decided I would bake them a chocolate cake. As I was getting started I realized that I only had one round pan instead of the two that I thought I had. So I ran across the street to Zellers to buy another round cake pan. I got home only to find that they were not the same size. It was too late to go back to Zellers to find a smaller one. Oh well, I'll just cut a bit off of the edges so that they are the same size. So I put them in the oven, started a load of laundry then went back to the kitchen to clean up my mess.



I then took them out of the oven and allowed them to cool for a while. I took them out of the pans and this is what I got.



Fantastic!

Somewhat upset I decided to call my family and chat with them for a bit before going to bed. I hung up the phone and heard a huge thump. I look in the laundry room to find that while the machine was spinning, my Costco sized container of liquid detergent had fallen off the machine. Now it didn't break, thank goodness, but the lid did not remain in it's sealed position so I now have blue detergent splashed up the walls and all over the floor. Awesome!

I cleaned that mess up then got ready for bed. I still really wanted to bake a cake for the refugee family so I got back into my other clothes, went back into the kitchen and started again. I was a little short on milk so I added a bit of water to it. Hope it still works. I also greased and floured the pans like it was going out of style. That is where I am at right now. Waitingfor the moment of truth. Those cakes better come out of the pans smoothly or there will be heck to pay.

INTERESTING THINGS I'VE HEARD RECENTLY

I was watching an episode of "Saturday's with Mark and Tony" yesterday. It's a great little show online, it's a pastor and a Christian singer/comedian that discuss theology and various other things. In this particular episode they discussed women as preachers. They both were for it, and supported it with scripture. I was disturbed to hear that the NIV had changed a passage. In Romans 16:7 Paul is speaking highly of two church leaders, Adronicus and Junia, a man and a women. Tony says that the NIV changes the name Junia to Junias, a man's name to fit their theology that women should not preach. I haven't had time to check it out yet, but hopefully soon.

Another theology related thing I heard is that many biblical scholars believe that the book of Hebrews was written by a women.

At Walmart I was buying some hangers and was told by the cashier that she would not put them in bags because it was difficult to do so. Are you flippin' kidding me? So I walked with my arms full of hangers and got to the door and the man told me I had to show him my receipt, which I had put in purse. He did not offer to take some of the hangers while I struggled to find the receipt in my purse. When I accidentally dropped the receipt and it started blowing away I got quite a bit of joy watching him almost grab it only to have it blow away again.

A friend of mine also told me that a bill is likely to be passed making spanking against the law. I guess I'll be going to jail when I have kids.

Lastly, this not something that I heard but rather something someone heard me say. WARNING: If you are a male uncomfortable with female problems you may want to stop reading. I went over to my friends house to meet up with her before we headed out to play beach volleyball. She asked me how I was doing and I said,
" Other than the fact that it feels like world war three in my uterus I am doing fine."
We go into the living room a few steps away and she says,
"Hey Chantal, do you remember my friend Andrew?"
Awesome, I am sure he heard how well I am doing.

So I have had another great week. One of the kids at work bit me, so I know what it must feel like for you breastfeeding mothers. He was definitely old enough to know better, but all the kids have been acting strange. Maybe there's a full moon or something.

I got a flat tire. Turned out not to be so bad because I had a full size spare in my trunk and it happened to be close enough to work that I could borrow a jack from somebody else. Now I know that I should have my own jack, but there is a good reason why I didn't, but I am not going to go into that now. I was pretty ticked though that nobody offered to help. I was passed by a few males who just kept walking or offered stupid tips. My pride would have probably forced me to decline any assistance but that's besides the point. Where are the gentlemen? That's okay, I am completely capable of doing such things on my own.

I was baking a banana loaf the other day and discovered that my oven mitts had ants in them. A fair quantity had taken residence inside the cozy cotton. I might just buy some new ones because that was pretty gross, there is probably tons of bacteria and little ant feces inside. And I needed new ones any way because I accidentally put them in the dryer when I washed them so they were a little snug on my massive man hands.

Still sick, but a different kind of sick then last week. I think I might make a sticker chart of all the common illness that infect humans and see how many I get. So far I have had a cold of the upper respiratory system, laryngitis, cold of the lower respiratory tract, fever and chills, with intermittent episodes of diarrhea of unknown origin. Just in the last three weeks.
Oh life is good!

KIDS ARE GREAT

I've shared with you some of the joys of working with the elderly, now I thought I would share some of my favourite moments from working at the daycare.
I am paired one on one with a 2 year old boy who has autistic tendencies. He is a bit of a screamer. As soon as he sees someone crying he screams at the top of his lungs and doesn't stop. I have discovered that if you sing him a song it distracts him. Being a two year old I thought his favourite song would be something like the ABC's or old MacDonald. Nope. His favourite song goes like this...

"We will, we will... ROCK YOU!"

On a similar note I was surprised to hear 4 year olds singing Avril Lavigne's song "Girlfriend". I don't think that song sends the best message to girls.
Despite being one on one I do have a lot of interaction with the other toddlers. One little boy, who brings in all the teachers imaginary "double doubles" from Tim Horton's everyday, brought me a picture of a hot air balloon from a magazine also handed me a freshly picked gift. Flowers would have been good, but nothing compares to what he handed me. A great big green crusty booger. How thoughtful.
I also get a kick out of the 1 year olds who think they can run after the older kids. It usually ends up in a "Jack and Jill" type scenario where the little ones come tumbling down the hill after. It sounds mean but it is actually quite hilarious to see a little one rolling down the hill not being able to stop himself. They are pretty resilient. I have seen kids take some pretty serious spills and get up like nothing happened.
Another wonderful part of my job is getting to potty train kids. Especially boys who insist on standing up to pee. I never would have thought that a two year old could pee with such force that he could spray the ceiling.

Mr. Right

Well, I have been kind of down in the dumps lately. I found out that my boyfriend found someone else. Yes, Harvey the 95 year old farmer left me for a younger woman. But I don't think I'll be single for very long.
I was approached today by a super cute boy. He had gorgeous brown eyes and strawberry blonde hair, cut short, non of that long hippy hair. I've known him for a couple of weeks now. He's a sensitive guy, not afraid to show his emotions. He asked me to dance. I was a little reluctant, but I wasn't really doing anything else so I said yes. He took my hands in his and off we went. We polka-ed and two stepped and then just jumped around being silly. He never took his eyes off me, and smiled the whole time. When we were done he threw his arms around me and kissed me. I never thought I could fall in love so fast. That adorable little two year old stole my heart.