Goodbye Canada Day.. Hello Fourth of July!

I mean.. when in Rome!  The decorations are bought.. the grocery list is made.. now all I need is to run to Forever 21 to see if they have any cute little outfits I might be throwing myself into!  I will miss the day when I can no longer write.. “run to forever 21" I love that store!  Olive has her little American Flag Bikini ready.. and the grass is growing! thank you rain clouds..  I love any excuse to have family and friends over to bbq in the summer.. 

Last night was my weekly Ladies night! four years ago that would mean I put on my tightest jeans.. my sparkly-est shirt..  my 20 minute heels.. way to much eye make up.. and troll the city! these days however.. I wear the jeans I feel the most comfy in.. a sweater.. and ballet flats.. and walk to a local restaurant of choice.. some mamas are preggo.. some are just with child.. some just need a night out of the house!  and we eat and talk and share insecurities and life stories.. and call it a night at 10.. sometimes.. we rock it out until 11 if a glass of Sangria is enjoyed ;)  I live for this ladies night.. I count it down weekly.. It is only 3 hours out of the house.. but it is welcomed with open arms..  and when I arrive home.. my house seems a little nicer.. my baby is a little cuter.. and the kitchen.. well. .its still messy.. but you get the point.. I need balance in my life.. I love my 2-3 nights away at work.. I like my “mini vacations” away while Olive enjoys grandparent cuddles.. It makes me a happier and a better mama..  on the days I don’t leave the house.. which are seldom.. I can feel the cabin fever rolling in at 8 wondering why I didn’t even just walk around the town center and get a coffee.. or check the mail.. 

Eat Pray Love is back in my reading cycle.. getting ready for the August 13th movie release date.. which I am so looking forward to.. 

"There is so much about my fate that I cannot control, but other things do fall under the jurisdiction. I can decide how I spend my time, whom I interact with, whom I share my body and life and money and energy with. I can select what I can read and eat and study. I can choose how I’m going to regard unfortunate circumstances in my life-whether I will see them as curses or opportunities. I can choose my words and the tone of voice in which I speak to others. And most of all, I can choose my thoughts." 

"Some days are meant to be counted, others are meant to be weighed.

"[Italian men] are like show poodles. Sometimes they look so good I want to applaud…" 

times up.. my baby beckons :)