Dust in the Bathroom

I spent the last few days in Edmonton... well a combo of Edmonton and St. Albert. My mother in law lives in St. Albert and the Chinscot and I, with the Princess Wong and the schnoodle in tow, went to visit and for a very hopefully appointment for my Chinscot.
My mother in law's house is like what my house whats to be when it grows up! Her house is perfect!!  There is no clutter, or little tiny sticky finger prints, no animal hair or dust!! I know, can you imagine?! No clutter!!  It`s like visiting a fancy hotel. There are amazing sea shell art on the walls (straight from Hong Kong), and small dust free memorabilia from her life and her many travels. And hospital clean. White glove clean! The sheets on the bed are hotel crisp and my favorite feature is the wall to wall (except in the kitchen) lush SNOW WHITE CARPET!!! Its soft and fluffy and perfect. Its like walking on the fresh warm snow and it covers every room upstairs and down.
It is also a great concern when the small humans are visiting! I spent most of my time watching Son and the Princess Wong like a hawk. Are your socks clean? Are your toys clean? Will the Princess spit up? Diaper leakage? LOL ahhh the life of a Mom. Although I must admit she takes the invasion, and believe me its an invasion! in good stride. She enjoys the company and I think secretly enjoys the chaos :)
But this time, there was dust in the bathroom!! DUST!! Not alot and not on any noticeable surface. It was... well really it doesn't matter where it was..... and usually dust doesn't bother me. Its dust, I farm dust, dust and I have a relationship, I have more dust in this house than I know what to do with. FAR BE IT that I judge someone else, and I`m not.
But the dust symbolizes that she is slowing down, that the small things she was so on top of last year aren't so important now! So what's the issue you ask? Now her house is like everyone else's! You should be happy right? Less pressure for you Angie! Nope, not at all. It means she's aging, and she is winding down and not doing as much. Shes' not reaching and looking like before. I am feeling my own mortality theses days and never thought that she would age at all. She is so active and travels. I just assume she will be going full tilt 24/7 365 forever. With her watchful Scottish eyes, her proper manners and well tailored clothes.
The fact that she is aging is bothering me. I spent the drive home upset, and wondering about my own mother, who is a duster farmer as well. She is getting older, for every one of my birthdays, she has one as well. My mother is epic and amazing and the perfect mother. I spent some of the drive home, looking back at all the times I was unhappy with her or annoyed with her... and wishing i could take those days back, because they aren't important, now that there is dust in the bathroom!
I wish I could stop time for them, so they could enjoy these years forever. So both of these exceptional women get to watch the Chinscot and I stumble through life trying to raise our kids, and trick the world into thinking we are normal people!!

Have a great day, and hug your Mom!! <3 ~Angie

What Might Have Been

As I type, eating my leftover turkey and stuffing "samage" ( you have to say samage, it just makes the sandwich so much better to eat :) dreaming (unrealistically) that my twitter blog will spiral into a huge writing career, notable to only Carrie Bradshaw, I wonder if my life has made a change.

Sure, its a good life. I have great friends and a family most people dream of. My kids aren't sick, and although at this moment we aren't flush in the money department, I go to sleep every night with my soul mate. We are perfect for each other, the chinscot and I. ( my lover, he is half Asian and Half Scottish! LOL Epic I know) My kids are great, my son is is the typical farm kid, rough and tumble and my sweet little baby girl is the perfect princess! Our house is great and we have love, which is so very important!

BUT! I wonder where my life is going, or where it took the dramatic turn to Domestic Goddess, instead of Party Girl and Career Woman.... at what turn did baking cookies and wiping noses outshine my desire to become a Veterinary and live a life of leisure on my off time! And how did it happen so quickly?! I CLEARLY recall my 5 year plan outta high school, along with a loose 10 year plan. Did it involve a career at my father's second hand store and 2 kiddos? Na Na! It involved a trip to somewhere epic each year and and slicing open animals to save their darling little lives, and A HOUSEKEEPER! It absolutely  involved a housekeeper!

Life is good, but I just wonder what if... :) Cheers ~ Angie

The Non Believer! :(

So my 7 year old son is no longer believing in the Easter Bunny. I am sad and slightly upset with this fact! I mean DEAR GAWD! I can remember his first breath, and now he, in his little man way is telling me he's sure the Easter Bunny is a fake! Example, " Mom, I think if the East Rabbit is real, he will leave me a hand written note instead of the typed notes he usually leaves!!"  :( Kids grow! I know this, but seriously, I don't need to like it!! So now I am scrambling around at 11pm trying to fool my 7 year old son into thinking the Easter Rabbit is legit! Ugggh!!

I think I might go eat my mini eggs and drink some vodka.... as I mope about having kids that are growing up! Go figure!

Happy Easter!! xox