My Womb Twitched

And then my 16 year old nephew clutched his ears and began to scream. Oh yes, it's been that kind of a weekend. Saturday night was my little niece Michelle's 8th birthday.


(This is how Liam smiles)

Supreme Leader tells me there was only 12 courses, but I don't believe it. Tell it to my ruptured stomach. The baby is the newest member of the family, Madeleine Rose. The paparazzi were cutthroat so I had to adapt. If you can't take a picture of the baby, take a picture of another camera taking a picture of the baby.



Thank you Lola and Charlie,



because of you Connor will now eat green drops from Greenland (peas).



Now if there were a book that could convince him that "Happy Birthday" should not inspire terror...



It was a very long night and thankfully Liam fell asleep on the ride home. Unfortunately when we arrived home and I turned on the lights in the dining room a blue arc of electricity a la Frankenstein shot out of the light switch along with a small but still alarming amount of smoke. Great. Who exactly do you call about that at 11:30pm on a Saturday night. I went to the fuse box...the totally unmarked fuse box and flipped switches until the power went out in the dining room. Nothing had caught on fire but we weren't taking any chances.

Does it end there? No, of course not, that would be too easy. Apparently when my house was built they decided to let the landscapers do the wiring just for a laugh. The fuse for the dining room also controls the power to the master bedroom. Where our second TV is. The one that isn't in the living room that isn't working now either even though a light on the opposite side of the room is. Neither is hood above the oven, cause that makes perfect sense. We did our pre-bed time reading in the en suite. That was comfy. Oh, you know what also runs on electricity? Our heat. Did I mention I live in Canada? (Actually it's been pretty damn warm lately and wasn't that bad, but it sounded funny) Good thing Supreme Leader LOVES it when I snuggle up to her.

This morning I called our electrical guy who is a captain of a fire hall where we live and also lives up the block from us. We figure he's pretty trustworthy as an electrician given his day job. Also, if my house catches fire, I know where he lives. He's an awesome guy, unfortunately he doesn't always remember to come over when he says he will so tonight we have extension cords running all over the house. Good thing I go overboard at Christmas. And since we have little people who get up far too early in the morning I had to duct tape all the cords to the floor so they don't trip over them.

Other than that I could bitch about my DVD burner throwing in the towel when I wanted to back up some pictures, but honestly, aside from the near electrical fire, this weekend has been AWESOMESAUCE! I got a bazillionty things done around the house, the kids have been...well, mostly adorable and... well I don't know, but I feel pretty good so HooRah!