ABOUT BLOGGING

Okay this is my third log entry and I am still trying to maneuver the site and figure out how to add pictures etc. I am still not quite sure what a blog is suppose to be about. I think some people treat it as a journal of sorts, some as a place to rant and air their views and others might try out their writing skills or poetry. I know some that use it to help advertise or link up to their business or hobbies.

Me? I'm not sure why I started one it just seemed like a good idea, since I was trying to sell my artwork online and others have found it helpful and truth be told, I love a captive audience. Well, okay you aren't capture you can click on the little 'x' if you're bored. Or maybe you're so bored you're surfing the net and reading everyones blogs? Whatever the reason I'll work more on my blog site and try and make it a bit more interesting for you.

I could fill it with jokes? Pictures of my kids? Nah....I'll have to come up with something a little more interesting. Want to see some of my art?? No I suppose if you wanted to do that you could go to my website. Maybe I'll just think on it awhile and get back to you okay? Until then....stay tuned.

Trish

oops as you can see I haven't quite figured out the html or font thing. I'll save that for another day.

JUST ONE OF THOSE DAYS...

It could be worse right? Hmmm....Do you ever have one of those days when you know you should have stayed in bed? Yup, we all do. Well, I had one of those yesterday. Where to begin? First off, I got out of bed, which was my first mistake. Had I known what was lying ahead I would have hidden under the covers all day. So...back to.. I got out of bed and went to drive my son to school. As I was backing out of my icy driveway I slid a bit and hit the end of my fence hard enough to take out the end post and loosen a whole strip. Okay, it wasn't really that hard, it was starting to rot so I don't suppose it would have taken much. Well, after getting out of the car and picking up the pieces of the fence I proceeded to drive my son to school. When I came home, I parked the car and went inside for a much needed cup of tea. About an hour later I headed out again, this time to take care of bills, you know, rob Peter to pay Paul? Anyway, wouldn't you know it...the car wouldn't start. Dead as a doorknob. Grr....I stormed inside and went to the phone to call my CAA. About half hour later they showed up and gave me a boost warning me not to turn the car off for awhile. Once again, I headed out to do my business, the whole time leaving the car running, hoping someone would come along and steal it. On the way home I stopped at my local corner store to pick something up. While chatting with the clerk, she pointed out to me that I had a flat tire. Yup, I sure did, but because of the mess of the icy, bumpy roads, and unless you live in Northern Canada, you wouldn't understand that, I couldn't tell I had a flat. So I hopped in my car and drove to the service station to put air in my tire. After struggling with the air pump I realized it wasn't working so I drove over to the service center to get help. As I was walking around the car to enter the station my feet flew out from under me as I stepped on a big patch of ice. I went down. I went down hard. I tore the knees out of my pants taking off a few layers of skin, banged my cheek bone and managed to bend my glasses a bit. Feeling like a complete fool I struggled to my feet, brushed myself off and proceeded into the service station to get help with my tire. One look by the attendant and he quickly informed me this was no slow leak but more like a puncture, probably from my encounter with the fence. Okay by now it was only 2:00 o'clock in the afternoon and I decided to head home and lay low. Enough adventure for me for one day. Maybe I should just go home and throw my frustrations into my artwork and create an awesome painting. And how was your day?til next time...Trish the clutz

My first entry

Well hello there and welcome to my live Journal. This is my first entry and I'm still not too sure how to maneuver the site so please bear with me.

A little about me:

I am 46 years old with three children. A daughter that will be 22 next month, a son that will be 20 this week and a son who just turned 17. It doesn't matter how old they get they still keep you busy. Or as my mother told me...the children get older and the worries get bigger. How true. No more worrying about whether they will leave the yard, go into the street, fall and hurt themselves, now we get to worry about things like...will they get in the car with a drunk driver? Experiment with drugs? Yes, mom you were right, the worries do get bigger.

Okay so by now you have concluded that I love to talk about children and raising children. Maybe because that is one thing I feel very strongly about. I always wanted children and when they came along I put everything into raising them. Not that I neglected everything else but I took my role as a mother very seriously. After all, these children depended on me.

One of my favourite quotes I would like to share with you and if you give it some thought it is so true. We have the ability to shape the future, to mold future society, within reason of course. We can't control everything. Here it is:

"A hundred years from now it will not matter the house I lived in, the car I drove or the size of my bank account....but the world may be different because I was important in the life of a child." - think about it.

Until next time....Trish