ODE TO SPECIAL LADIES

Told you it wouldn`t take so long.
Actually, I hadn`t plan on posting so soon.
This is therapeutic posting.
I need to post this before I implose.

I `ve just come back from my second parent-teacher meeting at Curé Brassard.
I met my daughter`s teacher Monday night and my son`s teacher this evening .
What a show tonight !
Now I remember why I quit teaching elementary school.
Yes ladies and germs, I once taught elelmentary , I have a group picture to prove it.

The evening started very nicely.
Let it be clear my son has a wonderful teacher ( AGAIN ) this year and has my outmost respect and collaboration.
The show started at the end of the evening when the teacher explained that she would bring her GRADE 4 class ( they are 9 years old ! ) to the Lac en Coeur at the end of the year.

You should of heard the parents complaining how bad the idea was.
"Going to the Lac en Coeur is way too boring, there could be so many things better, my kid won`t want to go, couldn`t you do better ? and why don`t you bring them somewhere and sleep over like at Valcartier ?" and so on , and so on.

I was sitting at the back , at my son`s desk, almost eating my son`s pencil on his desk.
So I `m sitting in the back, biting my tongue, almost hitting the roof, doing my breathing exercises my doctor taught me so well when I wanna harm someone for their stupidity.
Who the HECK ( that`s not quite the exact word I had in my head ) do they think they are these parents ?
I have 2 bachelors degree in teaching and would NEVER, EVER tell my kids`teacher HOW to do her job !
After 6 minutes of this nonesense ( I timed it ), I had to speak.

" Your son is blasé already at 9 years old ? "
Total silence in the classroom.
" Do you have any notion how much work it is to ORGANIZE and COORDINATE this whole shingding with 24 9 year-old kids ? "
" She is a TEACHER, not a G.O at Club Med ! "
And finally to the teacher : " I`d rather you be a G.E - A GENTILLE ENSEIGNANTE than a G.O ( Gentille Organisatrice at Club Med ). If you don`t bring my kid out of town for a sleepover , I will appreciate you anyway. "

My son`s teacher laughed, but,needless to say, I didn`t make friends with SOME of the parents there.
The teacher did respond that it was NOT in her job description to do any trips whatsoever.
AMEN.
Because she is right.
Bottom line, a teacher is paid to TEACH.
You want your daughter or son to go to VALCARTIER for a sleepover ?
Bring him/her yourself.
Bring the rest of the class while you`re at it since, according to you, sounds so simple.
Why not reserve it now ?
And if your only priority is your kid`s minimum choice of activities, you got your priorities all screwed up lady.
Like fractions, French verbs, history,reading, you know what I mean ?

And my point also is : I`m so sick of parents telling teachers HOW to do their job !
I have no right to tell any parent how to do their job, why should they ?
How about I show up my a parent`s workplace and tell them how to do their job more productively?
I`d get a kick in the behind, let me tell ya.
Well that`s exactly what I wanted to do to SOME of the parents tonight.
I don`t tell them HOW to parent their kids either, and seriously, some are in dire need of advice in the domain.

My son`s teacher is near retirement.
She has lots more experience than me.
That would explain why she kept her cool, stayed open, and respectful.
She was a professional.
I`ve been in the same position not too long ago.
But to see a fellow colleague being under the axe like this was too much for me.
Especailly to elementary teachers who do so much.
They practically give their students a bath and put them in their pyjamas before they get on the bus now !!!!!
Give them a break will ya ?

It is YOUR job as a parent to take your kids to activities, museums etc.
Not the teacher`s.
Teachers TEACH, the rest is extra.

Oh my God, I feel so much better !
Better I vent here than in my son`s classroom a few hours ago.
I really would have been in the orbituary.

On that, I`m off planning my next activity for my students.
Just kidding.
That`s later next week.

Peace out before I hit someone.
( that was meant to be funny too )
Enough,
Tata

Annie `s Got Her Groove Back !

It`s been a month today.
Some of you were checking the orbituary in the newspaper to see if I had kicked the bucket ( died ).
Then you saw me in the school corridors.
" It`s been a while Annie ! "
" I know, I don`t have much time lately ( back to school and all ) and I really don`t have anything to write about, when I do , I will promise."
I figure, although most of you are loyal readers and commentors, if I bore you once, you won`t come back, right ?
Who would puposely want to bore their reader ?
Speaking of, let`s move along shall we .

I`m having a ball since I came back to school.
Seriously, my 2 groups of Sec.2 and both groups of Sec.4 are grrrreat .
I have nothing to complain about : they are eager, respectful, perfectionists, polite and cute.
I wanna bring them all home.

I have new material ( réforme style ) and am a bit nervous since I`m used to doing my own thing .
I`ll just have to take the new material and do it à la Annie.
Big year.
My kids in 4 chose a new novel.
From the 4 I proposed and exposed, they chose : That Was Then , This Is Now by S.E Hinton.
The other group is reading the also classic The Outsiders from the same author and by the looks on their faces, they`re really liking it.

So as you can see, life is grand.

Today, Paul Lachance and I got some special visitors :
Intensive graduates from last year.
My babies ( although 18 now ) , my darlings, my sweethearts.
Now obviously the 64 of them weren`t ALL there but 3.
Hey 3 is better than nothing AND besides it wasn`t JUST any 3.
Félix Mailly (I promised to hand deliver a jar of caramel on the job at IGA ), Joël -Jean Coutu Chassé and Etienne- Petite Vallée-I`m a great musician-Thibeault.

I seriously thought my mind was playing tricks on me again.
I sometimes see them in the corridors while I stand at my class door to welcome my kids before class, the only thing, it`s NOT them !
IT WAS TODAY !
THEY WERE MY AFTER LUNCH DESSERT.
We hugged, kissed, spoke very fast because we had a class coming up, smiled, told them I missed them, told me their plans at Cégep and off they went.
They`ll be back for sure they said. And they will.
What a great job I have.
How many of my students from last year ( sec.2 and 4 ) come in my doorway while I teach or at the break to say HELLO ?
Lots.
How many smile in the corridor on their way to their English class with ANOTHER teacher ?
Lots.
But you know what ?
You`ll be mine next year.
And to my Sec. 4 :`s I say : I`ll savor every second I have with you this year and will visit you as much as possible next year, and that`s a promise.

Am I lucky to teach English Concentration ?
Darn straight I am .
Do I appreciate it ?
Every day I teach you and every time you stop by and say " HELLO "
Do I miss you at the end of the year and when you graduate ?
You bet.
And I got proof again today .
When you come back, it`s like family you haven`t seen since last Christmas, a family reunion.
Maybe just to us the teachers, but then again, it`s them that come back to visit, that come back home.
Is it a compliment ?
Probably, what matters is seeing them in THEIR new ventures and starting a new life and somehow sown a seed somewhere.
In other words, there`s a little, little , little bit of your heritage somewhere in that person.
You helped them grow as they helped YOU grow as a teacher, and as a human .
Name me a job that does that ?
You don`t do that by working at Wal-Mart !
Do my students EVER get on my nerves ?
Sometimes, like my own kids get on my nerves, we all have our limits.
So if that`s not loving your students, I don`t know what it is.

Some of my darlings from last year have told me they`d visit during their Fall break.
Bring it on, the door is always open.

On that,
I promise my next post won`t take so long.
I`ll have pics to show you too.
Give me till the weekend.

Peace out !
Groove is in the heart baby !
Annie xx

SUN WHERE ART THOU ? TAKE TWO

Like the rest of the province can see, this summer is reallly turning out to be crappy, to say the least and keeping it polite.....

If I stay one more day indoors, I swear you`ll see me on the front page of Le Journal De Montréal because I`l have cleaned the house to death.

There isn`t a spot I haven`t cleaned in the house.

Boring boring boring.

I need to get out of the house YESTERDAY !!!!

I no longer ask myself in the morning IF and WHAT TIME I will run today but CAN I run today ?

I hate being at the mercy of Mother Nature.

But what the hay, what doesn`t kill ya makes you stronger they say.

I`m one heck of a strong Momma.

Not to mention the kids are getting bored and lately, I wish I could exchange them for a case of beer ........for about 5 seconds.

So what do you do when it`s raining out and you`re ouot of ideas of what to wash next ?

You get addicted to Facebook ( thanks Pat B )

You bake cookies and muffins with the kids like there`s no tomorrow.

You take stupid pictures ( just scroll down , you`ll see....)

You unwillingly listen to your kids argue ( they`re actually doing this at the moment.....gotta go stop World War 3).

I`m back.

No one was injured. Yet

Did I mention my son who`s turning 10 in 6 months is giving a glimplse of how he`ll really be like when he`s a teen ?

It`s not pretty.

How pretty is it ?

He reminds me a lot of myself when I was a teen.

Let`s not go there shall we.

I still have 2 years before he hits puberty and I- hit the ceiling.

Let`s just say my claws are pretty much out these days and it`s not just because of this crappy weather.

I need a road trip.

Far far far away.

On a brighter note.

Marie-Luce St.Onge and Emmanuelle came over to visit.

Pierre and Kat`s husband are working on their cars : Daniel has a 1972 Duster .

They also went for a test drive to Québec together and from Pierre`s grin when he got back, really enjoyed it. Pics below.

I`m falling in love all over again with Jack Kerouac.

Thank God he`s dead because I would propose to this man and beg him to marry me and have his children.

I`m going to bed sooooooo late because of him.

Cannot stop reading.

Next road trip : the ultimate one : ROUTE 66, Jack`s famous road tripS for" On The Road ".

The more I research on this dude, the more I adore him.

On an even brighter note: WE ARE LEAVING FOR THE WOODS !

Yep, rain or no rain, we`re leaving, taking a hike, hitting the road, we are outta here baby !

Where ?

To the famouse log cabin in the mountains.

The one we go to every year ( twice a year ) with Nadia, Tonton Sébest but with the kids this time around.

We`re bringing the new tent we bought last week so the kids can try it.

By the looks of things, with this weather, it`ll be the only occasion to try it.

I`ll take lots of pics also to post.

Speaking of here are a few:

Rosie and my godchild Andréa.

This Cardinal was in my backyard . I was baking when I heard him. I run out and there he was. I run inside for the camera and he was gone! He had me run in and out of the house 3 times before I could take this pic. My kids thought it was hilarious.

You know you`re bored when you catch yourself taking a picture of an ant on your kitchen floor.

Dan`s 1972 Plymouth Duster, a 1981 MG and my 1973 Mustang baby.

Pit stop on the way to Québec city.

Now that`s what I call a grrrrrrreat view !

Pierre at Katherine`s house working with her husband Dan on their cars. Dan is helping Pierre out.

I`m concluding with one of my favorites quotes by Jack Kerouac:

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars, and in the middle, you see the blue center-light pop, and everybody goes ahh..."from On the Road

Speaking of, we`re off on the road to the chalet way up in the mountains.

I`ll be taking lots of pics.

Take care every one,

Groove is in the heart !

Annie

IT`S MY BIRTHDAY : I NEED A DUFF !

Yep, it`s my birthday.
I hate my birthday, always have and unfortunately I haven`t dealt on the subject with my psychiatrist .......yet.

My husband and sister had reserved Le Camp Notre-Dame de la Joie to celebrate it ( behind my back ) and had to cancel when I casually but firmly insisted on : No surprise birthday parties !
I like organizing them for others but don`t like having one myself.
Thing is, I don`t like surprises.
I like planned and organized stuff ( except for a nowhere roadtrip à la Jack Kérouac ).
Usally planned and organized by ME.
I know it`s the teacher part of me, but it`s also the insecure one.
I just don`t like surprises,good or bad.
Don`t lilke my birrthday so I don`t want 100 people under one roof reminding me that I`m getting older either.
My back and muscles remind me enough thank you.

However, I sincerely believe I`m getting YOUNGER and simply the age number I collect every July 30th plainly doesn`t match with how I feel.
Every year I do a BILAN, because that`s my thing : ASSESSMENT in English.
I like to do those, heck I do bilans of my bilans, it`s totally neurotic,I know.
I figure, if you wanna move forward, you gonna know where and what you`re coming from.
And that`s exactly what I`ve been doing lately, in my flowerbeds.
You should see my flowers, they are SPECTACULAR.
Alot of thought went into them let me tell ya.
It`s really the only place ( and while walking ) that I get to to alot of nonesense thinking and dreaming and of course, bilans.
They go together.
You could say my flowers are the fruits of all that thinking and at the end of the season I could show you which flowers helped me make decisions or had me thinking about subject X.
It`s literally my secret garden, nothing of that ever shows up here.
And by the looks of things in the flowerbeds, I`ve been doing ALOT of thinking.
99.9 % of it is all good.
And when a .1 % of regrets creeps up, literally bury it or take it out like the weeds.

Assessing, assessing, what does that do anyway.
Well for me, it has to have a purpose, an objective, a goal and especially : ACTION.
It`s not always good.
Example, I was thinking while Iwas weeding by the glasshouse: You know , you`re getting older, maybe it`s time you start ACTING YOUR AGE,NOT YOUR SHOE SIZE.
Tried it, didn`t enjoy it, didn`t last a week and started taking myself waaaaay too seriously.
Well I stopped that pretty quickly, let me tell ya.
Then I thought about my main motto in life .
It`s actually not mine, it`s Alexandre Jardin`s ( like in flowers......) an author, French author actually: From his novel Le Petit Sauvage , play the adult, but live and feel like a kid.
My favorite poet : Robert Frost wrote a poem called STAY GOLD about the subject which was picked up and included in my favorite author`s novel The Outsiders by S.E Hnton.
Coincidence, there`s no such thing.

So what are the actions coming about this year ?
SORRY GOTTA GO.
MY HUSBAND AND THE KIDS ARE THROWING ME OUT OF THE HOUSE FOR AN HOUR.
TIME FOR A QUICK JOG.
I`LL BE BACK LATER WITH FANTASTIC PICS AND THE REST.

ANNIE
PS: GROOVE IS IN THE HEART BABY !
I`m back.
Went for a jog, with my son trying to keep up.
Went for a ride in my Mustang and stopped at Mcd`S for a Ice coffee ( new addiction ) and came back.
Found out later my daughter made my cake with the help of daddy.
She did it so well, it was one of the best I`ve had.
Who would of though tone of my own kids would make MY birthday cake.
It`s usually th opposite.
Starting to lke the whole birthday idea all of a sudden.
Went over my sister`s house where we were received as kings for dinner.
My 2 godchildren were there, it was simply perfect.
My hubby tells me not to book my weekend.......hmmmmm, I hate the unknown.
Not that I don`t trust him.
Pierre got me the best gift ever : Jack kerouac`s On The Road and other novels and his poetry in ONE book.
It is HUGE.
On The Road changed my life at 16.
I`m doing my master`s around Jack Kerouac and his buddies and the Beat generation.
I love Jack Kerouac period.
I have to tell you all about him in a future blog, you won`t be able to resist this man.
And he was soooo darn cute.
Read the novel,then thank me.

Allright, let`s go back to the subject I was developping when I was kicked out of the house.
What are the actions I will take this year ?
This year is the FIRST year of the rest of my life.
Ths is the stepping stone year for me.
My future lies in this year.
I`m going back to school.
After years of encouragement from family and friends, I`m going not only for the Master`s but visualizing the Doctor`s degree in the future.
I`ve been researching on my Master`s subject for a year now and decided to plunge.
Everyone around me was convinced it was time to do it except me.
I have done so much research on my Master`s Memoir that I am at the moment not sure if I will do it in English Literature or in Anthropology.
Both look good at the moment.
I`m officially starting in January.
Just getting in the Master`s program is no small task.
I met the head of the Master in Education program ( very nice French woman ) and it clicked right away.
She showed me around the department and told her I was very familiar with it having done 2 B.A`s in education already. God, that just sounded very snobby now doesn`t it.
She congratulated me on my joining the program to which I answered : you haven`t even received my application form yet.
She smiled and shook my hand as I was leaving.
I`m in, it`s just not official yet.
So I will be busy from September to December.
Once I`m oficially in, I will celebrate.

New English material in Sec.2
New challenges, new stuff.
Can`t wait.
I need new challenges YESTERDAY.
I was getting bored and that is not good.

I am also preparing my future teaching career.
I`m aiming College and university level in the future.
That`s right folks, I will not retire at Jean Nicolet.
My goal is to start teaching college or university before I can teach my own kids at Jean Nicolet.
Félix-Antoine will be in Sec.2 in 5 years.
I will be out of there before if things work out like I want.
Don`t get me wrong, I loooove teaching at Jean Nicolet, I just don`t see myself doing it till I retire.
I need new challenges.
It`s time.
And who says teaching university can NOT be fun and just be serious.
Pierre`s aunt has been teaching university for 20 years now and loves it.
She was and still is a model for me.
20 years ago I wanted to be like her: career first, teach university, write bookos, no kids etc.
Somehow, my goals have changed over the years but some I still hunger for.

Besides, I went to the eye doctor last week.
Another sign I`m getting old, I need reading glasses.
I call them Professor glasses.
I figure, if I`m going to have the glasses, I might as well do the rest.
If you`re going to look the part, act the part as the old saying goes.
I`m going to look so smart with those reading glasses, I can`t wait to get them.


What is a Duff ?
A Duff is the beer on the Simpson`s right?
Homer`s beer.
Well not here.
I`m talking about a wonderful family here.
Our buddies of 15 years.
Like us : a momma bear, a poppa bear and their 2 baby bears.
Have been married for 18 years ( Duff, correct me if I`m wrong ) are are still very much in love with each other.
They are sweet, funny, the greatest, the simplest, the smartest and most caring people I know .
I love them.
There`s only one problem with the Duff family : they are thousands of miles away since December.
They are in New Cadelonia ( near New Zealand ) and a plane ticket is one the most expensive one on the market.
The Duff family is very missed by Pierre, myself and my kids.
You`d know them, you`d miss them too.
I think of them a lot while playing in the flowerbed.
They are there for 5 years !
It hasn`t been a year yet and it seems like forever.
So if I could have one wish granted today, I wish there were here.
If you want to see who these great people are and see them in their new environment here`s Duff`s blog :
http://alaindufresne-duff.blogspot.com/
I started blogging thanks to Duff.
If you`re wondering who is the sexy woman in the red bikini, that`s SoSo ( Sonia ) , his wife and my gal pal.
This family is our model and we totally look up to them.
I have never laughed so much as when I am with them.
No one has made me laugh as Duff has- No one.
I have never felt so much love among 4 people as them.
So , to the Duff family : SoSo, Duff, JuJu, Sam : 4 years and 1/2 to go.......

I promised pictures ( trust me they are friggin` fantastic )but I`ll have to post them later.
It`s really late and I need my Jack Kerouac dose before I go to sleep.

Groove is in the heart,
Annie

A day at the lake with my pal Lyne from Gatineau.Kat had brought a HUGE bag of jujubes ( another addiction ) and every time she`s hand them over she`d say : " here, don`t forget your daily fruit portion " Spoken like a true mom ! We`d eat those befrore breakfast. That` s what happens when there is no adult supervision.

Isn`t that on my my medical insurance card ? Postcard from the edge.

When we arrived at the gate Friday afternoon, here`s what was there: a Jeep with really great wheels. Had to have a pic to show Pierre our future wheels on the truck. Love at first sight !

Ok, so I don`t have a great Jeep with fat tires but I have 3 wonderful friends with me. That explains the big smile on my face and the fact that Kat is about to hand over the big bag of jujubes again.....

The view awaiting us..... And they say camping is roughing it. I like it rough baby !!!!!

Early Saturday morning ......waiting for the coffee. Best coffee in the world.

Friday night, Tonton Sébas`ribs on the grill. Best, no BEST ribs in the world. I ate so much I needed a crane to get away from the table.

Actual view from the table while we were eating. The bucket was NOT the W.C`s......

This was the official photo to put on the milk carton if ever we decided not to return home.

It was also a photo for Tonton Sébas for preparing us the best ribs on a certain 40 degree evening back in Gatineau.

I now call Tonton Sébas : Tonton SéBest.

I swear I have Katherine`s blessing to post this pic.

This is Kat, ready to use the W.c`s in back of the camp.

We thought her system to be quite hilarious until we tried it.

Works wonders.

Poster child of : " Miss Nature 2008 ".

For a first time in the woods, she was literally a happy camper, we were impressed.

She still hasn`t confirmed her return next year yet though........

Well that`s all for now folks.

And now, you know why the groove IS in this heart.

Tata darling,

Annie xx

WITH EYES WIDE OPEN

It`s 2:08 A.M.

Can not sleep.

Why ?

Had dinner over at friends`house and SURPRISE- drank too much coffee.

And to make matters worse, I gotta leave early tomorrow morning with Pierrre and the kids .

We`re going in the woods.

Can`t get enough of it.

Gotta sleep, gotta sleep.

Darn, I shouldn`t have read that friggin`good book of mine.

It`s not helping.

I keep thinking about it over and over in my head while I toss and turn.

I`d give you the title but it`s sooo long and I`m just too lazy to write it.

It`s Marc Levy`s latest one and yes I do read French books .

Only in the summer though.

Then I keep thinking of my quitting smoking date which is coming up and am panicking( it`ll be so hard ).

I`m thinking of my birthday that`s just around the corner ( did I say I hate my birthday?-always have ).

I`m thinking about my blood donation ( I have the rare bloodtype so it`s important that I give) and think ofall the people I saved today by doing so. And yes I have patted myself on the back for doing it.

I`m not just cute, I care too.

I`m thinking of my Master`s degree at university and that makes me soooo happy.

Which is not helping when you`re trying to doze off AND YOU`RE JUST LYING THERE GRINNING FROM EAR TO EAR....

I`m thinking of all my flowers outside - they are so fantastic this year.

Do you think the rain has anything to do with it ?

Don`t answer, it was a rhetorical question.

2:17 A.M

Still not sleeping, but still typing.

I gotta show you some of the pictures from my last escapade in the woods with my gals.

I say SOME because my sister has NOT sent me hers YET.

Neither has Lyne hmmmmm.

But Kat has and they are FAB-YOU-LOUS darling.

Here they are.

Thanks to my husband, we were able to fit everything in one car.
What you see in our expression on the picture is the following question : " Now, will we be able to all that again before we come back ? We`re not taking any chances, let`s take a pic of the final product. "




The Colibris : Réserve Mastigouche - The LOVE SHACK




View we had.
View inside : reading with flashlights before snoozing.

The Love Shack : no electricity, no running water and yes folks, no WC`s but a backhouse.
For some girls, it was quite an experience and I`m NOT talking about the blogger here.
THE VIEW AKA : my new wallpaper.

I used to have a jigsaw puzzle of this when I was a kid, I swear.....

Bottom: took a stroll in the woods with Kat : NEVER told me she was terrified of coming across a BEAR.

Never even crosssed my mind.

If I were a bear, I`d be afraid of crossing MY path singing and sweating like an idiot with NO make-up on!

Never told me she was taking pictures of me jogging and singing to Fergie either.

AAAAAAH, Kat is still wondering how she survived this nature adventure so far........

Alright, it`s 2:49 AM.

I`m heading downstairs to warm up a glass of milk.

Always works.

I`ll be back shortly with more pics and anecdotes when I can think straight.

My kids went to bed very late because of that dinner, so did I .

It`ll be very nice tomorrow in the woods : 2 cranky kids and one even crankier Mom.

Pierre is gonna loooove his nature day.

Tata,

Annie xx

PS : I have so not proofread this entry ,so any mistakes , sue me.

I`ll correct tomorrow promise.

I`M OFF : DEEP WOODS

I have packed, the Off Deep Woods because that`s exactly where I`ll be going tomorrow, Friday.
The lake, the woods, the food, the drinks, the super duper company : my sister Nadia, Line from Ottawa, Katherine Bourgeois and myself.
It wouldn`t be summer without this outdoor activity.
I love the woods and the woods loves me, hence, always a pleasure to go back.

So I`ll be back next week.
Take care everyone,
Annie xx
PS : I should have some anecdotes for you because our annual shingding, although brief ( 3 days ), is always eventful.
Trouble or should I say,fun, always seems to find us....

SUN, WHERE ART THOU ?

If it`s not out there, it`s in our hearts right ?
So what if the weather is crappy.

The question these days is not if it`s going to rain today but WHEN is it going to rain today .

But hey, the summer is young.

Does it prevent us from going with the regular summer programming? Heck no.

As I am writing this our beloved Maryna, is in Trois-Rivieres and will soon be leaving our Belle Province to return home.

Before she left, she came over for a last German meal .

It was delicious , to say the least.

Fortunately, she taught Pierre and me how to do it .

She even gave us the special cooking equipment to do it again.

We shall, trust me.

Maryna, bless her heart, made sure that Pierre knew exactly how to do it, since she knows that cooking and me don`t get along.

Ask my kids.

Félix once said in front of a lot of people : " When mommy cooks, the smoke detector always go off ! "

He was dead serious.

But Pierre is there right ?

And when he`s not there ?

293-6900 : Théo Pizza

or left-overs.

And that is why I have initiated Rosie to the fine art of cooking since she was 3 years old.

We make dessert together all the time.

What a great way to learn.

In a few years, Pierre will teach her the rest.

She ain`t gonna be handicapped like Momma this one !

Anyway, back to Maryna.

The meal was friggin`delicious and as usual , we ate too much.

Maryna had the hiccups for about an hour.

There are two mottos at my house:

#1- After 5 minutes at my house, you are no longer a guest, you want something, go get it.

#2- You ain`t leaving this house hungry!

Marie-Luce showed up at around 8:30 and my kids were ecstatic!

We had coffee and talked for hours when Félix Mailly showed up too.

He was returning Marie-Luce`s stuff he " stole " from her car.

" That`ll teach her not to leave her car windows open " he says.

Thing is, Marie-Luce never noticed stuff was gone until he had to tell her at the prom.

In the stuff he brought back, was a genuine pink sheep wool blanket from New Zealand.

I didn`t know there were pink sheep in New Zealand ?

Seriously, the cutest and softest thing ever .

A gift from her grandma, Marie-Luce said.

We had coffee and herbal tea while Pierre ( to Félix, Marie and Maryna`s request ), came up with HIS yearbook from 1984 !

Pierre attended Le Séminaire St.Josephe in Trois-Rivieres at the time.

I attended St.Patrick School a few streets away and we would meet for lunch at the Parc Des Pins.

Sooooo romantic .

Don`t know why the kids thought it was funny.

I was quick to tell them that Pierre had flushed me the year after, a month BEFORE my prom !

And look closely at Pierre `s pedigree, he had MY name under LOVE of his life that he eventually scratched off with a pen ( after one of our numerous break-ups ) !!

Suffice to say, we laughed a little.

I tearfully drove Maryna home since it would be the last time we would see each other.

I was leaving for Ottawa the next day for 4 days.

By that time, she`d be gone.

I gave her a matching ring.

I have the same one so it would remind me of her.

She gave me my favorite : Marzipan chocolate ( I LOOOOOOVE Marzipan ! )

and the sweetest, nicest letter anyone has ever written me.

I already miss her.

And so the next day, we wake up early and at 9:00 a.m, we`re set to go.

First, we need to go to Steve Lacerte`s house, Maryna forgot some stuff at my place .

I was hoping to see her one last time but she was gone at the hairdresser`s with Josée.

We talk with Steve, then we stop at my sister`s house which is just a few houses away.

A quick stop we say, we`re an hour late already!

I ask Caro to feed my cat, give her my key, last bathroom pitstop and off we go .

It`s 11:00 a.m !

Ottawa, here we go !

And what a stay it was.

Strawberry picking, cuddling, Sex And The City movie in English ( again )for Nadia and me.

And GUITAR HERO !

My sister and my brother-in-law ( TonTon Sébas ) initiated us to the game and we were ALL instantly addicted to it .

My sister and I played 8 hours straight one night with the guys : girls against the guys.

We had 2 guitars so it was perfect.

I want this game !

It`s an addiction!

We also bought the usual German sausages and cold cuts we find at the Ottawa market : a German deli with the best food and dessert imaginable.

I got my Marzipan too, of course.

And next thing you now, it`s time to go.

Boohoo.

I `ll see my sister in 10 days since we`re going to our traditional 3 days in the cabin far in the woods annual trip.

It wouldn`t be summer without that.

We`re usually just the 3 sisters but since Caro is doing major reno`s on her house, we`ll be 4 : Nad, Line( her best bud), Katherine Bourgeois ( ma grande noir ) and me.

It shouldn`t be boring, to say the least.

I`ll get to see Nadia start a fire in the pouring rain.

I call her the Fire Guruof the night.

She can start a fire under ANY weather conditions.

It`s like snapping her fingers , it`s that easy.

I swear , I`m filming it this year !

Aaaah, the woods, :the lake,the food,the magazines to read without any interruption, no phone, no electricity, no t.v, no music, no kids, no men.......pure bliss.

Every year, I tell Pierre to put my face on the milk carton just in case I don`t wanna come home.

In conclusion, here are pics of our vacation so far :

This is delicious !

Aaaaaaaaah!

Strawberry picking in Gatineau : every time Félix saw a bunch of strawberries, he`d yell :"Jackpot ". Too funny.

As you can see, Rosie had tested a few strawberries to make sure they were ripe.

What a great way to spend an afternoon.

Strawberry fields forever.

This is the view from the terrace where you can eat fantastic ice cream as a reward for a grreat harvest. It`s right next to the strawbwerry field.

Ice cream and strawberries MMMMMMM.

Thank you Matante Guidi for the ice cream and the coffee !

Our 2 bitches sharing lunch : Baileys and Maggie.

No, that is not a beer can in Rosie`s hand. They`re just 2 kids waiting for mom to give the green light to play guitar hero. " Can we play now mom ? Can we play now ? "
Give this girl a guitar and she`s thrilled to the gills.
My guitar heroes.


It may not look like it, but we are having a wonderful time ! We take our fun seriously.
Next step, I`m getting a tattoo.

¸Tata

Annie xx