Driving, getting lost, and icky food

Today I dropped my daughter off at some obscure pool in a park that I was unfamiliar with and got lost. Twice.

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Spills and accidents and other mayhem

I have plans for my weekend, to get things done and accomplished. The family is away on their annual camping trip and this mom here is on a roll.

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children + communication = mom in looney bin

Yesterday I spent most of the day doing this.

It was actually kind of relaxing as my partner prepped the old, original doors by sanding them down and puttying the holes and scratches. All I had to do was use a brush and paint the doors with primer.

The Benjamin Moore down the street recommended we use oil primer to seal the old wood properly. The doors are original to the house (1949) and in dire shape. They look ugly too. So this summer, my partner decided to do something about them. He started but then got called away to work so I offered to do the priming.

It’s messy, painting with oil. I turned off the AC and opened all the windows to keep the air flow going, and luckily it was a pleasantly hot rather than oppressively hot day.

I took one break to walk Jasper, beyond that I was busy with the the doors.

At some point in the afternoon the girl child announced she’s going to her friend’s and she’s bringing an overnight bag because it’ll probably turn into a sleepover.

(Doesn’t it always? 🙄 )

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Artistic impressions and the questions they leave

When we went to old Zurich on our last day of vacation in Switzerland, we walked by a gallery where I saw this sculpture.

The artist’s name is Alexander E. Raber, and I wish I had gone in to look around. 🙂 (The gallery was closed, unfortunately, at that time.)

I have some questions:

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How to improve a bad mood: type a blog post and hit publish

This morning I got attacked by a bird if you’re wondering how my day is going so far.

😳🐦

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15. Vacation memories: hiking in the Alps – part 3

We took our kids from Toronto, Canada to Switzerland on vacation. This is our adventure.

This is a multi-part series. Scroll down to the end of this post for a list of the previous stories in chronological order.

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Part 1 of this hiking story is here.
Part 2 is here.

As we descended back to the closed restaurant where the nice man gave us drinks, we contemplated which loop we should do next. There was the trip we took 15+ years ago, pre-kids, that was lovely as far as I remembered so we decided to do that one again.

I did worry about us not wearing proper shoes though. We had running shoes on, not hikers. We didn’t really go out and buy hikers just for this trip knowing no one will wear them again once we return back to Canada (where the kids play sports and wear runners, or cleats (or skates, hah). Our financial situation isn’t exactly a bottomless pit… 🙄

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14. Vacation memories: hiking in the Alps – part 2

We took our kids from Toronto, Canada to Switzerland on vacation. This is our adventure.

This is a multi-part series. Scroll down to the end of this post for a list of the previous stories in chronological order.

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Part 1 of this story is here.

We found the cable car. 🙄

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12. Vacation memories: river

We took our kids from Toronto, Canada to Switzerland on vacation. This is our adventure.

This is a multi-part series. Scroll down to the end of this post for a list of the previous stories in chronological order.

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With the heat, the kids have been a little bit…whiny. They either want to swim or eat popsicles or gelato. Anything requiring work (like walking) was met with a little bit of complaining. Not all the time, but often enough.

It kind of grates on your nerves after a while.

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