There is a reason why school ends at 3pm. Because everyone wants to take a nap at 3pm and waste the rest of the afternoon. I hate 3pm because every day I sit here and yawn 15 times and wish I could go home. It also doesn’t help when your husband phones you to tell you hes sitting a top Burnaby Mountain sun tanning. Ugh.

Anyways, here is something you can be jealous about…

So…Dario, Pat, wanna go on an English Bay Sun Set Photo Walk soon???

Going to spend a quiet Friday night by myself. Mr. Ciavarro is going out with the boys and I am left to do laundry, organize Facebook photo albums (did you know you can now upload 200 pictures per album…I KNOW!) and thanks to some info from Miss Keira-Anna I am going to watch Blossom on TLC’s What Not To Wear!

Sounds absolutely perfect to me!

Girls in the Summer

Chad: bitches ain’t shit

me: omg
i was just thinking that in my brain
CREEPY

Chad: true love

This is what my cousins do in their spare time.

I soooo hope they do more of these!

I took the last three stitches off last night. Partially because they were almost off and partially because I don’t know how to be patient.  The wound hurts quite a bit and is obviously not completely healed. I then started to worry that I took the stitches off too soon and my neck was going to explode open in the middle of the night. Thankfully, that did not happen. It still hurts and feels weird though. I’m hoping next week I can start applying cream to it to help it heal nicely.

We surprisinly finished dinner early last night. I didn’t feel like doing much of anything so we plopped on the couch to finish watching Planet Earth. The sad part was that by 8:00 I had fallen asleep. Yes, you read that correctly. I have no idea what happened to me but I woke back up again and could not keep my eyes open. I should have just let myself sleep but in fact I did not.

We eventually moved to the bedroom to watch TV because I figured I would just pass out right away and Chad could watch whatever he wanted. Instead, I laid their wide awake watching some reality show about some obese woman named Ruby who looses weight. Not going to lie, it was pretty interesting, unlike most of the TLC specials on Half Ton people. I just might have to become a weekly watcher.

After the show we went to bed and Chad decided to pretend that the remote control was a living object and wanted to snuggle in bed with us. We have this really weird thing where we pretend that inanimate object have feelings and we have to take care of them. So weird I know, but Chad thinks we do it because we are itching to take care of something but we have nothing to take care of. No babies or puppies yet, so we have to cuddle and care for remote controls, stuffed animals, and house plants. I think that’s also why Chad is obsessed with finding us a new home. Sending me MLS listings daily and reading up on ‘How to stage your home when selling it’. I kid you not,  every day he points out something else about the apartment that we should fix or tweak in preparation for selling the place. Everything we do is about re-sell value, doing everything we can to get ahead and have a bigger home to fill with puppies and babies.

I think tonight might be my opportunity to get some reading done. Though at the same time Costco is having a special on printing pictures – 200 pictures for 20 bucks – so I might just get on that and organize all my honeymoon pictures so that I can actually put them into an album. I saved so many tickets and clippings from the trip so I could add them to my scrap book and they are in a big bag in my parents basement taking up space. I should probably hurry up and do something with that. Not to mention all the left over wedding stuff everywhere. I can’t wait to have a big house that will be able to hold all of my crap. Never under estimate the amount of storage you actually need when buying a house. Lesson learned!

Someone build me another closet.

Yesterday when I got home, I went to give him a hug, and when I did I noticed a black stop on his forehead. I looked closer and realized it was a dead fly stuck to his grease.

Thats right. A bug got caught and drown in his head grease.

True Story.

Headed out over the bridge Friday night and luckily we weren’t stopped by the troll.

It’s true that its rare that we ever cross the bridge but when all of our friends live on this side why would we cross? Oh yea, because all my family lives on the other side. Elise in particular loves to razz me about never going over there to hang out with her and how she always has to come IN to town to visit me. Well, its not my fault all the cool things are in town! None the less, it was Ryans birthday so Chad and I bit the bullet and headed out to Dublins Crossingto help Mr. Tyrrell celebrate his 23rd birthday.

We had never been before but the place was pretty cool. I would much rather go there then go to the Blarney Stone any day of the week. The place is brand new, super nice, and the seating is awesome. I can definitely see us spending more time out there this summer. I’m very much looking forward to our next pub adventure out there.

The only down side to the night was that our waitress had a harsh attitude about her. She served us potato skins that were burnt to a crisp and had been sitting in the kitchen for an hour. They were so gross no one at our table would touch them. Needless to say, Chad told her to chuck them in the garbage and take them off our bill, they were beyond gross. For some reason after that her attitude changed and she was actually nice to us.

Francesca, who’s knows the cooks and much of the staff at Dublins Crossing, said it was a rare occurrence that their food looked so bad, so I’m not going to totally blast the place until I actually eat something there. Elise and Ryan ordered dinner when we first got there and their meals looked good so we will have to go back and try ordering something again.

Chad was as red as a lobster because he spent the day out in White Rock burning his skin to a crisp. Even though he is always in the sun and I am never in the sun I bet you any money I get skin cancer before him. Life seems to work that way *shakes fists*.

We had a great night and I wasn’t horribly tired which was a good sign. However, it was pointed out to me that when I’ve had booze and begin to get tired I make the infamous Rossi Face and everyone at the table thinks I’m totally pissed off. I didn’t realize this until Friday and then put the two together. I wonder how many people over the years have thought I hated them all because of my drunk Rossi Face. Hummm.

I dunno, I think its pretty hot.

For my birthday Chads mom took me out plant shopping. I had mentioned to her a while ago that I wanted to get into gardening but really had no idea where to start. The women on her side of the family are amazing gardeners and I figured I could pick up some skills from them.

Now, living in an apartment doesn’t leave much room for a garden so she said she would take me out and we could get some plants and planters for the deck.

We headed out on Mothers Day to her favorite nurseries in White Rock. They were having a large sale at one of them so she bought me two large green pots which I absolutely LOVE and some flowers to fill them up. We then headed over to another nursery to get a couple more things and I also picked up a hanging basket for myself.

Back at Casa Ciavarro she filled the pots up with soil and showed me how to arrange the flowers and how to care for them. I was loving every minute of it. All I could think about for the rest of the day was where we were going to put the pots and how I could organize the deck and what I could add to it. I was becoming obsessed.

I was really excited to explore deck gardening options but with the surgery 3 days after that I didn’t have much time. Chad and I did a little re organizing and placement of the planters but not much. I started to research some patio furniture that we could get that would be both inexpensive and relatively small. It’s not like we really needed anything but I thought a cute table and chair set might look nice near that plants so I could sit and enjoy them.

The Sunday after my surgery I felt pretty good so I begged Chad to take me to Ikea to get a few things for the deck because I was so in love with this idea that I in my head and I needed to go get the items now instead of actually heal from my surgery. I am a nut bar I know. Anyways, we found the perfect deck chair and table combo that fit perfectly on the deck in the corner by the planters. I dubbed it my reading corner.

I also bought a couple pots and plants from Ikea, which I then found out today are indoor plants, that I placed out on the table. I take them in if it rains and in the evening and they are away from direct sunlight so hopefully I won’t kill them. They just look so pretty out on the deck that I want to keep them there. I wish Ikea would actually label their plants so I knew what they were and that they were INDOOR not outdoor.

The boys are coming over to wash the deck this weekend, so once thats done the deck will begin to take shape. Chads getting a new BBQ for his birthday so we can chuck the ratty old one and our deck will be perfect! It’s going to be more beautiful then I could have imagined!

Having these plants on the deck has really got me into the whole gardening thing. Chad too for that matter. He bought a basil plant that actually looks like its about to die, but maybe he can save it. Each morning we both go onto the deck to make sure all the plants are ok and give them water if they need it. It really is like these plants are now are kids. We are always out there checking on them; taking them in if its raining too hard.

Now that I kind of have my hands in it, I am getting more ideas of what I can do for next season. Different plants and flowers I can buy and maybe some more pots. I am going to become the crazy flower lady. But not really.

Every time I look at them they make me smile, and when time are tough and life feels like it sucks they are the perfect medicine!