A lot of rambling, but this may be my favorite post :)

Hello everyone...not that many people read this blog...so...hello you two ;).
Mike is at work. I'm doing my domestic duties (i.e., laundry, cleaning, making lunch for Moo) and Moog is asleep. However she's been asleep for well over two hours, I doubt I'll have much time left to write before she wakes up famished and crying. Today she will be eating, mango, whole wheat pasta, a little bit of cheese and some grapes. Her little belly hasn't been doing to well with vegetables recently, so I've only been giving her things I know she can handle. I am not dealing with explosive diarrhea at 3am ever again! I say that, but we all know that she has many more diarrhea days ahead of her. Yay, the common flu!
This weekend is full of excitement and hopefully dancing. On Friday the three of us head over to Cam's for a delightful night of...I don't know...it's a welcome home party. Since Moog will be there, there won't be much drinking and absolutely NO SMOKING!** Then Saturday afternoon, Princess Stinkbottom will have her first birthday party (sorry everyone, family event). I am making her first birthday cake...a lady bug. I love baking, but creating/decorating cakes is not my forte, so I am sure there will be an array of colorful language spewing from my mouth. Don't worry, I'll take pictures. The come Saturday night is Candice's birthday. Now a whole bunch of girls (actually, I think there is only 4 of us) are going clubbing, me included. I have not been clubbing since I was 22 years old...so yes, I am a little nervous. I've become quite house bound and almost hobbit like. I like pubs. Pubs are safe and cozy. Pubs don't have half naked women running around. They don't have bouncers who get to decide whether or not you are worthy enough to come into their drinking establishment. I don't know, becoming a mother and a "wife" has made me very much a home body. Anyway, I went out and bought sexy boots and a black sexy dress. Now if only I could get my hair to work I'd be set. Sunday will be met with me hungover, while both Moog and Mike sit, point and laugh at me.
I am never very political in this blog. I don't think people are really interested in my opinion. I just want to say one thing...I don't think Canada should be fighting George Bush's war. I think that we should be pulled from the battle field. I know that Canada fights for the underpriveledged and the people in need, but we are losing so many soldiers for a cause that not many of us believe in. I don't understand how we can fight along side a country that treats us like their lesser counter part. I don't have a doubt in my mind that the U.S. would turn it's back on us in a heart beat. What are we gaining by helping America? Nothing really, other than blood shed and enemies. So there you have it, my little rant. Woo.
My dear friend Siobhan has been sending me links to "knitting revolution" websites, and the more I read into it the more I want to join. Viva le knitting revolution! Over the past couple of years (since I've been out of the knitting community) I have lost my skill. I can knit in a straight line and that's about it. To start a new coalition I need to think of a name, something catchy. Hmmmm, this may take a while. Then I have to start putting my message out there. If you want to help me, let me know. Together we can get the knitting message out there.
I almost burnt my kitchen down. I completely forgot I was making Heather some pasta. All of a sudden I could hear a crackling sound and could smell smoke. You know, I have put that poor little pot through so much, I think it's time I throw it out. All I hope is that someone bought us the pot and pan set we asked for.
Well I am off. I should see if Moo is awake and pay closer attention to my noodles.

**I've been smoking a lot recently. I haven't bought a pack, just bumming from people wherever I go. I need to stop. I do not want to be a smoking mother, the thought just grosses me out. If anyone has any suggestions on how to deal with stress without shoving my face full of food or smoking, please, let me know. I need your help!