honduras....almost there!

i beleive i have mentioned that i will be traveling to Honduras in May as part of a building brigade. we will be building a house on an orphanage compound and helping to integrate the new children into the orphanage community. i am very excited about this and also very stressed! it's been a lot of work fund raising and preparing mentally for the task before me, but i know i can do it. we recently hosted a fund raiser at a local night club and it was a huge success. so i just wanted to send out a thank you to all those who donated, cleaned, and hauled stuff from the cars all the way up the death trap stairs and inside, we really could not have done it without your love and support.

i am looking to do one more fund raiser before April and it will be in the form of a photoshoot or at least that is my plan. if there is anyone in blogland who lives in durham or the gta and thinks they may be able to lend a hand with any form of fund raising please send me a message so we can discuss! any and all helped is greatly appreciated.

hope you all have an amazing weekend!

xo laura

happy sounds

one of my favourite sounds in the whole entire world is the crisp sound my skis make carving snow. it's kind of hard to describe. when im on a hill and im going down full speed ahead, despite the other people all around, the ONLY thing i hear is the sound of my skis carving the snow and it's bliss. it's so peaceful. any other skiers out there know what i mean?

i had the chance to hit the slopes with my dad last weekend, and it was awesome! such a good work out and really a chance to hear my favourite sound for 5 hours is just about enough to put me into happiness overload!

whats your favourite sound?

xo laura

workaholic or something like that

so the other night im sitting here just marking quizzes, and as per usual the tv is on but i have no idea what show is on as it is there purely for background noise, and i can hear spice's bell as she's pacing behind me at the window watching squirrels like it's her job. and i realise after a while i no longer hear her bell, i turn around and she's not there. what the?! i called her name and she let out a classic spice meow that actually sounds like she's saying "mum", and the "mum" came from right beside me, so i look down and here's what i found:

now that would be the bag that i haul to and from school and it's generally full of items that need to be marked. and i know that when i leave in the morning with that bag i am gone for, what probably seems like, forever to my little fur baby! i leave when it's barely light outside and get home when it's pitch black and im always in and out of that bag. i think she thought if she was inside she could come along?

im going to make a conscious effort this week to come home earlier....it's not my fault. im always half way out of the staff room and then questions start: oh hey did you give your kids this? do you have a copy of that? what are you doing with your grade 10's tomorrow? have you seen this book? did you speak to this student? did you call this parent? and then i proceed to answer those questions and slide out the door and i think im home free buuuutt noooo there has to be a student still wandering in the halls, "Madame D, do we really have to do that for homework?" no ______, i like to waste my oxygen and tell you have homework when you dont really. and then by the time i make it to my car i realise how late it is and argue with myself as i leave the parking lot about cooking dinner and then end up grabbing some form of meal that only requires me to lower my window and open a paper bag....ugghhhh dear God, please add 8 more hours to each day, kthxbai!

so yea i finally get home and the little spicey lady is all "mum, mum, mum, muuuummm" and im all move i need to inhale this deep fried garbage so i can start marking and lesson planning as i pretend to have a life and half ass watch wheel of fortune and jeopardy.

dont worry, the spicey lady has been sitting in my lap the entire time ive been writing this. she's pretty great, im all kinds of crazy love when it comes to my fur baby.

happy hump day blogland! hurry the eff up weekend!!!!

xo laura

i liked it

last weekend i had my adorable nephew isaiah over for the entire weekend....and i liked it

i mean he's clearly adorable, he got along fabulously with the spicey lady

and i will admit i liked having toys all over the place, and i didnt even mind the sticky fingers or size 3T boxer briefs on the bathroom floor :)

my guy, sammy bam, thoroughly enjoyed isaiah's visit because it meant he had a buddy for the weekend and boy did they play hard

my handsome guys:

don't mind that snow on sam's head, his new thing is crash landing EVERYWHERE, apparently snowhills are included in his "must crash land here" list. no broken bones yet but he did get that gash on his head from a few posts back from a "super awesome cool dude" crash landing....it's just a phase right?

soooooo maybe that whole marriage and baby thing isnt a bad idea afterall? i mean as long as no one is moving my wine or touching my camera i think i could handle it. baby steps people, baby steps.

xo laura