I can either drink or blog but turns out I can’t do both!

‘tis the season for holiday parties and I can barely keep my eyes open from all of last week’s activities.

I started the blog in order to capture life moments as they happened but didn’t realize that when life is happening, blogging is hard to keep up with! No wonder it’s a full time job for some. Not wanting to forget the parties I attended, here’s a quick recap of last week’s parties!

Tuesday night was my sorority holiday party. The one time that we allow the wives in our group to bring their husbands. It was fun… if you brought a husband. Just kidding Beta Sigma Phi! It’s nice to see your other halves and even nicer to share a holiday drink with everyone.

Thursday night I headed to Ottawa for my work holiday party. We started off the night with box seats to the Ottawa Senators/ Buffalo Sabres game and in true holiday party fashion, drank way too much! We ended up at a Country Bar where the drinking continued. I was a shade paler in the morning and the airline puke bag was within reach the entire time. I started this job 3 months ago and I don’t know how I would have ever lived down the embarrassment if I was the rookie who puked on the plane ride home.

Friday night was my book club holiday dinner… I stayed home cuddling a bucket, drinking Gatorade and attempting to eat toast. Either I drank a little too much on Thursday or I can’t recover as quickly as I once could. Either way, I’m sure the dinner was nice.

Saturday my little brother turned 30. His new wife planned a full day of celebrating. Old Man Winter decided that snow would be appropriate for the celebration and Toronto was hit with a massive snow storm. This time the snow stayed but it didn’t stop us and I recovered just in time to start drinking with him and the rest of the family and be able to enjoy cake.

As I flip through my phone for photos to post I realize that I am glad that I don’t blog while drunk and this will be a text only post.

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Adventures in Babysitting

I don’t know how it happened but somehow I spend more time babysitting and pet-sitting, than going on dates. Not that I’m complaining, I’m usually the first to volunteer. I actually enjoy spending time with other people’s kids and their fur babies but I really must resolve to balance it out a bit in 2014. This past weekend was a good example of how my baby/pet sitting can take over my calendar.  In addition to the two foster cats that are still living in my apartment, I added another 2 cats to my care this weekend.

Meet Winnie and Finn.
Win and Finn

While the parents of these two siblings gallivanted in NYC this past weekend, I spent Friday and Sunday night cuddled with them watching Gilmore Girl reruns on TV. The best part about pet-sitting is that you are totally justified in just cuddling and watching TV. That’s your whole purpose, pets don’t need to be entertained, they just need a little loving and they always love you right back.

Before I headed over to veg with Winnie and Finn on Friday night, I babysat my Godson S. He is 1.5 years old and I don’t see him as often as I should. I was looking forward to spending some time with him and arrived shortly after 6. S’s bedtime is 7 so we had less than an hour to play and I was so happy when he only cried for about 3 minutes after his parent’s left.  We took full advantage of the time we spent together. We read books, played with blocks and he even showed me how to find his games on the iPad. Yes at a year and a half, he has already mastered the tablet!

How adorable is this face…

Seb

On Saturday, I babysat my regulars. A 10 year old girl and a 8 year old boy, both with red hair, they are affectionately called “the gingers.” I’ve been babysitting the gingers for 8 years. They are like family to me. They keep me updated on what Rainbow Loom is, they give me an excuse to watch Disney movies over and over again and they even taught me how to play chess.

Chess

My weekend wasn’t a roller coaster ride of comic mishaps ending with Vincent D’Onofrio dressed up as Thor. No, it was a little more tame than that but I still love my weekend adventures in babysitting. Although I will resolve to make play dates with children my age in the new year! 🙂