Turkey.

I am such a turkey of a blogger lately, but here I am. Over the past week, I have been to Ottawa to surprise my cuzzin for her 40th b-day. I kidnapped her. I literally showed up on her doorstep unannounced, with a bunch of helium balloons plastered with 4-0 all over them. We went out for a lovely seafood dinner, drinks and a sleepover in a hotel. No children. No husbands. No crayons or booster seats. And best of all, NO early wake up of any kind. And no, I am not sharing with you what time we woke up.

Then I returned home on the Saturday to go to a party with my hubby. Friends of ours wanted to have a grown up (no kids) party, just because. Let me tell you, it was so much fun, and I bet you it'd been at least 10++ years since I'd last danced the Time Warp in someone's living room.

Then on Sunday, I found myself truly missing my kids, so we went to the circus!! We saw all the lame acts, and ate popcorn, got our faces painted and met some clowns.

Then I found this little display on the stairs. Findings like this always crack me up, it practically warms my heart, the complete spontaneous presentation that arrives from simple innocent minds.

Then I find this on the fridge, should I be worried in any way? I confess, my youngest son (by 27 minutes) is named Ben. I can't hide it if I wanna show you this. He said this was his robot name. WTF???

The weather has been stunning, with that fall chill in the air surrounded by warm sunshine. We've spent countless hours cramming in as much time riding bikes, playing tag or hanging (literally) out at the park. Gotta get it all in before the snow arrives. My fall mums are such an interesting arrangement this year. They bud as though they will burst open in a blood red or wine burgundy, but then they splash this lovely muted orange all over the place. Check it out:

And speaking of turkeys. The Hubs has once again abandoned us due to a business trip. This one taking him to the land locked Kingdom of Lesotho, in South Africa. So, I invited myself to earlier referenced Cuzzin's house for turkey dinner tomorrow. Road trip! for me and my boys. I've got the CD's loaded up in the van already. I wish you all a Happy (Canadian) Thanksgiving, let's all be thankful for being who we are, and those who surround whom we love.

Oh, one more thing...I have this very nifty contraption which helps us in our very puny powder room. It does this:


For when this happens:


Yet why, oh why, oh WHY do I constantly find this:



Hmmm...who's the turkey?