Made my baby a onesie!

So, my new fur baby just turned one, and her puppy fur was mixing with her adult doggie fur to make one big matted mess!


Are you in there, Melody? hahaha

Time to go to the groomer! When I picked her up, the groomer showed me how her coat came off almost in one piece! Asked me if I wanted it…so, being the weird one that I am…thinking that I might do some kind of textile art with it 😛 …. I took it home. lol


wow! where is my dog? 😛

So, this was in February, and we had a cold snap. It is STILL winter here, btw…never-ending now, it seems. Might as well be Siberia! Sheesh!

She gets cold easily anyway, because of being so little(under 6 pounds!), and now she was virtually naked because the matting was so bad, and the groomer had to shave it really short all over….


Nakey pup!

Well, I had a little sweater for her, and that was somewhat ok…but it left her whole hind end exposed though, so she still shivered All. The. Time. I took it upon myself to go looking for doggie onesies…as they cover all legs and the whole of their bodies. Couldn’t find one in any stores near me, of course. Seriously? It’s Canada…pet stores should stock them! Argh!


Sweet baby! ❤

Next, I went online, and found handmade ones…for exorbitant prices, of course. And I appreciate handmade, so I get that. But still…too much for me! Then I thought..I could totally make one myself! I’m somewhat crafty, after all! 😉 I had made a few Halloween costumes in my time, so wasn’t a stranger to sewing….check this one out…off topic but  I’m proud of myself! 😀 It is a Thorin Oakenshield costume from ” The Hobbit” I made in 2014. Took 6 weeks!

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“Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold.” 😀

Anyway…. back to doggie onesies…

I found some fabulous polar fleece fabric, bought a pattern at Etsy, and just made the thing. It turned out awesome! She is warm now, and is looking super stylish! 😀

I’m thinking I will make a couple more now for variety!


Rockin’ my homemade onesie!  Thanks Mum! ❤


New Fur Baby!!

Two weeks ago, we brought home our newest fur baby! Now I have two beautiful sweetie pups! 😀

Meet Melody… 🙂 ❤

She is a Shih Tzu/Maltese cross, and weighs next to nothing at the moment! She was the runt, and is expected to be about 6 pounds full grown. Tiny little fur ball reminds me of the rabbit I used to have! 🙂 So amazingly soft! Plus she bouncy/hops when she runs, and even smells like him! lol

She is super cuddly, affectionate, smart, playful and curious. She loves my boys, but I am her fave. I know it! 😀 haha

My other dog tore her (dog equivalent of) ACL a few days after we brought puppy home, so they have not played together much, since her activity needs to be kept low. 😦  Melody loves her though!

And she loves Melody’s toys! 😛

Ember and moose

We The North

I am Canadian. A Canadian Mom. A Canadian Mom whose kids don’t play hockey! *hears collective gasp* Right? hahaha It is very nearly the reaction one gets up here when the inevitable question is asked after people find out I have three boys. But my kids can’t even skate well. They never took to it. Never asked to learn. And it, let’s be real, is quite cost prohibitive if one is not a millionaire…especially when there are THREE of them!



So they don’t play it. They also don’t watch it. Aren’t into it in the slightest. I used to love watching it. Now it feels slow and boring to me. *another gasp heard across the Great White North* 😛 And I’ll explain….

All three of my sons are obsessed with basketball. Playing it, watching it, video gaming it, & memorizing every stat and trivial nugget of info. My two oldest play at school, then play club ball in the Spring. Our house is basketball central from November to June, and in the Summer they yak on and on about how they can’t wait for it to start, while spending hours on end with their outdoor hoop. And we are not going broke letting them play it!

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What is bizarre to me, is that I LOATHED the game since high school, during which we were forced to play it in gym every. frigging. day. I was never good at it. Terrible, in fact. Got picked last all the time. It was humiliating. So I, of course, never took to watching it, either. I knew who some big name NBA players were…pretty hard to miss if you aren’t living in a cave, but I had zero interest in watching it. Until one day when my oldest was 12, and came home from school announcing that he made the basketball team. Then got so into it, that the NBA channel became pretty much the only thing our TV was/is tuned to. Then his brother hit grade 7 and wanted to play too, influenced by his big brother. Now my 10 year old is getting the b-ball bug. He won’t play very competitively until grade 7, but that doesn’t stop him with being obsessed with it during gym and with the outdoor hoop! Needless to say, they never got their love for it from me! lol

Now, I have to say, after 4 years of being surrounded by talk of it, and by watching them at school and countless NBA games as a bonding thing with them, I am quite fond of it. I may even be starting to love it. And you know what? It really does make hockey seem boring now. *more gasps and maybe fainting*  😛 hahahaha No, really, I was/am even kind of shocked by that revelation!




For me, I find that basketball is faster paced, has cooler, more impressive shots on net, and can be a nail biter right down to 6 seconds left in a game. Anything can happen! It’s fascinating & addictive! I can’t look away! lol


My oldest is a Golden State Warriors super fan….I’m talking he literally CRIED when they lost the championship last season, lol….. and the rest of us root for the Toronto Raptors… Canada’s only b-ball team. Personally I like both, as they are in different divisions, but will always put Toronto first. 🙂

Tonight they play each other. Golden State, along with the Cleveland Cavaliers, are the best in the league. But the Raptors have been bringing it this season, so far. It could be interesting. No….WILL BE interesting! 🙂


Also the Raptors have cooler graphics! 😛


Go Raptors Go! 😀


Dedicated To My Dad

I lost my Dad on Monday, July 18, 2016. 😥   He was 85.

Classic country reminds me of driving anywhere with him when I was a kid. He always had the radio on…

Ok…I need another cry now. 😦

Dad…this one is for you…it never fails to remind me of you…. I love you.



Where We’re Going We Don’t Need Roads!

Spent Thanksgiving weekend, last weekend, dirt biking in the mountains. Got a little rain…ok a LOT of rain….on the second night, and the next day was interesting in a mud boggy, gigantic deep puddles, sort of way! lol Saw a moose too! Bonus!



Gorgeous trail

Gorgeous trail! Leading up to the giant hill….

Did a lot of challenging stuff this trip. we ever do easy, now. 😛 Sometimes it is easyish, or it seems so, after doing challenging trails! My definition of an easy trail has changed dramatically in the last couple of months, as my skills improve. Hills can still be difficult for me. Coming down is harder than going up, though! Did a gigantic hill that was mostly dirt, and few rocks, and it was surprisingly easier than a few of the smaller ones. Crossed a creek…no bridge there for whatever reason…never good to have to ride through creeks, but there was little choice… to get to a trail where we then parked, and hiked a bit to get to a ghost town site. Very worth it, as that was super cool! I rode on the back of hubby’s bike to cross it, ’cause I chickened out, lol, and that was scary enough! He rode my bike across, and the thing stalled in the middle! ACK! My little guy(ok, maybe not so little anymore, at almost 9!) also went across with his Dad. It was almost too deep for his bike. The other two are daredevils, and got across on their own. I couldn’t watch! I was the only one who didn’t get wet feet, though, princess that I am! haha! 😛

ghost town remnants

ghost town remnants

8 also fell over in a puddle and got totally soaked and muddy, and was laughing the whole time. Better than tears, thank goodness! Especially since we were out in the middle of nowhere and still a good 40 minutes away from the staging area. Poor guy! Mom, of course, thinks ahead, and had a change of clothes for him. I learn something every time we go, though. And one thing is to bring about 10 pairs of socks each, instead of 3! lol Muddy and wet socks were the order of the day…well, excepting mine of course! hehehe I would dry them, and the boots, overnight on the hotel furnace fan on cool. Don’t need a fire happening, after all. Smelled particularly wonderful in the room all night! Stinky boy feet! 😛 LMAO!
All in all, it was wonderful to get to go out again so late in the season! And a great way to spend Thanksgiving! 😀

Where we're going we don't need roads!

No roads here! Skinny rocky trail….

Riding My Rocket

I love my dirt bike! Now that I know what I am doing, and can ride nearly every kind of terrain on it, it is more fun than stressful. I’m no daredevil however. I do have some sense! 😛 Once in a while my 12 year old has to come to my rescue if I am not comfortable with a spot on the trail, like huge deep puddles where the only way around is through a narrow channel of deep mud, or through the puddle while hoping it isn’t soft on the bottom! Or giant hills with lots of rocks, or channels…up or down them. Meh. I have no shame in asking for his assistance. Ok…it is a wee bit embarrassing…but I am a big chicken about pain! hahaha He has no fear, and is a chivalrous sort. ❤ 🙂
I love the straight & flat-ish areas for fulfilling my need for speed…woo hoooo! :D, and I like the challenge of the trails through the trees with their dips, puddles, and small hills, which are a rush all their own, and give me a feeling of accomplishment when I dare to do them, and succeed. Getting muddy is half the fun too! I always still have the cleanest bike of the bunch, though. Which they delight in telling me so. Little smarty pants dirt monkeys! lol

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I never thought I would love doing it as much as it turns out that I do! Can’t wait to go again….

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Mud Girl

Well, I finally know how to ride the thing. And even be comfortable riding it! A few weeks ago we went for a 4 day dirt biking trip in the mountains. I learned really fast because I just did it. Some of the trails were very tame, and some….not. By the end of the 4 days, after 142 km of various level mountain dirt bike/ATV trails, I was confident on it, and raring to go again! lol

At the start of it, though…I froze. It had been a month, or so, since I had even gotten on it, and I forgot, largely, what I was doing. I still had lots of fear of riding, because of lack of confidence. Where we had ridden before was busy, the trails moderate to difficult(so we avoided them), and the only flat place was the road in! While not ideal, it was necessary in order to learn how to shift gears. The whole time, though, I kept thinking I was going to get hit by a vehicle, so I was just tense, and I did not enjoy myself at all. So, this 4 day trip we were taking did not exactly fill me with excitement.

After practicing…on some very flat, tame trails…starting, stopping, and standing up(to go over rough spots, dips, etc.), we were ready to start doing the trails in earnest. I was last in a single file line, and that was fine with me. I get nervous otherwise, since there are no rear view mirrors. A weird psychological thing, I have, I guess. 😛

Going along on a flat, tame trail is no guarantee that it will stay that way! A lot of the time, there would be large and small puddles(it had just rained) scattered all over, and you either had to ride through them, or dodge them. Very good practice for steering and for standing! Then other times, the trail would be littered with small to large rocks, left there by flooding, etc. Dodge or go over. More practice steering and standing! There is problem solving involved as well, as you decide the easiest, or the safest way around, or through whatever the trail throws at you. By the end of the trip, I was going through the little puddles on purpose, because it was just fun!

We did some hills, as well. Big ones. Littered with river rock. Ack! A bit nerve-wracking, but after I managed them, up and down, without falling off, I was pretty proud of myself! Then there were the giant puddles in some places. Some 6 feet in diameter, covering the entire trail with no way around them! There was no choice but to charge through them. Not knowing how deep they were, or how soft the bottom. Usually the outer edges were better, but not always, as I found out. I got most of the way across one of them, and felt the bike slip, then get stuck in the deep mud at the bottom. My shifter was under water, I couldn’t find neutral, and I was panicky since I nearly went over! So, I had to be rescued.  Out of a mud puddle. A mud puddle even my 8 year old managed to get across! Sheesh. 😛 They all had a hoot over that one! lol

I broke my bike in, finally….and I got muddy, and it was awesome! Woo Hoo!  😀

All in all, we ended the trip with nobody hurt, and everyone a thousand times more confident than when we started. Because after doing what were most definitely advanced intermediate trails, doing anything else was easy…. Now, I don’t fear going again. And actually look forward to it.

The scenery is gorgeous, and the riding has finally managed to be thrilling to me. We even named our bikes…There is “Beast”, “Mayhem”, “Cyclone”, “Hippie”(my little guy’s…don’t know why that name. lol), and I called mine “Rocket”. 😀 hahaha IMG_20150718_171241