Rage, Breakfast, and Easter Weekend

It's an overcast morning, and Jesse is playing on the floor while the dog sleeps the day away on a pillow nearby. We had a fantastic Easter weekend, that started with a relaxing family day down by the water in 28 degree weather, and a drive around Ottawa with the sunroof open and windows down.

On Saturday after my work shift, my brother Josh and his wife Kari-Leigh came by for dinner and a movie. They live in Toronto, but KariLeigh grew up In Ottawa, so they make their way down here to visit her family on several occasions. Jesse has officially entered the fear of strangers phase...and while he is FINE and happy being around anybody, he FREAKS out when anyone he doesn't recognize HOLDS him. As you will be able to see from the next pictures I'll post on facebook.

He continued with this trend on Sunday at church, and Sunday night when we went to visit Darrin/Leah and fam for a amazing meal. We not only had chicken wrapped pork, but roast beef too! Jesse did well with Leah, who he has spent time with on several occasions, but there were some other guests he wasn't familiar with, and he threw a total fit when passed onto them. We took Cooper with us to play with their Puppy, Boo. Boo is not even a year and part Poodle/Shitzhu. She is about twice the size of Cooper, and has boundless energy and spunk. Cooper mostly cowered when she came bounding over to play...but as soon as Boo would come near Jesse, Cooper would growl(which is very rare for him) and bark his head off. At one point, I was sitting on the floor with Jesse on my lap. Boo jumped over and started kissing Jesse's face and jumping on him. Cooper jumped into the way and was circling us "defending and protecting" us, as poor Little Boo was trying to check out Jesse. It was pretty amazing how loyal these dogs can be.

Aside from a brief outing, and egg hunt, Monday was a bit of a work day for us. Dave with school, and me with the other unendings, such as dishes and floors. Since we are moving, we had a preliminary walk through of our apartment by the management to determine it's "showing quality." They will be showing it for the next little bit and said they will call before hand the day of. It's suppose to be neat and tidy for the viewings, so I'm all paranoid about this now, and have been forced into a neat freakish way of life, that is no fun, really.

I've gotten through a few more recipes in my book over the weekend. We had a really gross breakfast of an apple/almond/raisin with toasted oat muesli with plain yogurt, banana and drizzled honey on Sunday. It sounds good...but it was just TOO much taste and texture going on for one little bowl. Even Dave rated it a 2/10. The next recipe we tried on Monday made up for it. I made rice flour crepes, and stuffed them with bananas and chocolate hazelnut filling. They were UNREAL! Unfortunately, my recipe book received it's first war wound from this one, but it was sooo worth it. After blending all the ingredients together, I went to pour the batter into a bowl, and the mixture was so light, that as it hit the bottom of the bowl it splashed OUT and ALL over the counter and my book. Ugh. I was SO livid. Half of the crepe batter GONE. Sweet Dave came in and cleaned up my mess for me, while I fumed and resumed. (he he...that rhymed) Most people don't realize the TEMPER I have, and while I also have a good deal of patience, I snap when it comes to silly things like spilling stuff or stubbing my toes. Sometimes I surprise myself with the amount of anger than boils out of me. My mom, who I adore and love to pieces, has a wicked temper, and I think I have inherited some of it. She told me that she didn't realize she had a temper until she was married and her and my dad had friends over for supper. She was cooking some rice and it burned, and she was so angry, she took the plate and broke it over her head! We both can usually laugh after the fact at our ridiculous actions, but in the moment, the RAGE is intense. It's a good thing I married collected, David. He keeps me balanced.

I feel tired today from the past few nights sleep. I'm not sure if it's a stage or teeth, but Jesse has been waking up 2 or 3 times within the first few hours of the night, SCREAMING his head off. He's also been flipping out when I put him to bed, and I've not really had too much of a problem with that before, aside from 10 minutes of tired crying. But this is like INTENSE rage and tears. I'm kind of hoping it's just teeth, and not separation issues.

Well,,, I've nannered on enough for the morning. I have things to do, and people to see. And some rice bran and raisin muffins to try out for the new recipe today. SO, I best get at 'er. Thanks for reading. I'm off.