We had some snow on the weekend, just enough to make everything pretty again.  The coversyl has been making me so tired, I've started lying down in the afternoon.  I don't fall asleep, just rest with my eyes closed.  It helps me feel a lot better and I can make it through to bedtime.  Colour me unimpressed.  I suppose on the upside, decreased risk of stroke due to hypertension, so yay.

Six weeks ago, in a fit of wanting to jazz up my wardrobe, I succumbed to online advertising and ordered a colourful linen shirt and a knitted cardigan.  They arrived yesterday.

The shirt is polyester and spandex (not linen), as is the cardigan.  The cardigan is especially hideous and not even close to what is advertised.  It seemed like a reputable site, based in Vancouver.  Ivy & Claire Vancouver is nothing but a lie.  There is no store.  There is no Ivy or Claire.  It's a scam run out of China and I'm kicking myself for buying something on the internet.  I've started the return process which I'm sure is just more bullshit.  In the meantime, my makeover will have to wait:)

I'll survive.  I always tell Jack that we learn through our mistakes, so I've just learned not to trust clothes shopping on the internet.  I will return to the mall to look for a colourful, linen shirt for summer.

It's spring break here this week and I just dropped Jack off for his first camp.  He was nervous, which surprised me, but I realize it's the first time he's gone to a camp, or someplace, where he doesn't know anybody.  By the time I left he was talking some boy's ear off, so I'm sure he'll be fine.  If not, they'll call me and I will go and pick him up.

I asked the other guardians and Jack's parents for some money to pay for camps and lessons.  Grandma says she has no money, aunt and mom never replied, and my son said he would give me some money when he returned Jack's basketball hoop.  Nothing new or surprising here.

I took Katie out for lunch yesterday and she was relatively good.  She did get somewhat agitated so I gave her an ativan, more for my peace of mind.  I couldn't handle the thought of her attacking someone else in the mall, or pushing her wheelchair through the mall with her screaming, crying, and pulling my hair like last time.  Everything turned out ok. 

Katie is having her period though, which means ovulation will be in a week or two.  I hope she doesn't have any pain or cysts, but if she does I am prepared with medications.  

Spring is struggling to get a foothold here.  I'm hoping she'll succeed sooner rather than later.  Mother nature works at her own speed though.