I Did

Four years ago today I married my best friend.

I thought I married the best of Mike, I honestly didn't think he could be any more wonderful than he was on February 1st, 2007 but I was wrong: the best was yet to come. After being with someone for almost eleven years you have a pretty good idea of who they are but the only way to determine what kind of parent they will be is to see them in action when/if the time comes. I've lucked out and am truly blessed to be married to a man who is not only an amazing husband but also an outstanding father. I love watching Mike with his little mini-me, the adoration that is mirrored in their eyes when they look at one another makes my heart skip a beat.

Four fantastic years under our rings and a new addition to share the rest of our lives with: what will the next four have in store for us?! I can't wait to find out! Happy Anniversary, Baby!!

Do you believe in miracles? I do now.

image source: valche's etsy shop

If I had any doubt in the existence of angels and miracles before I certainly do not now. Mike defied the odds and walked away from not one but two major highway accidents early Friday morning. TWO! Yes that's two totaled cars (our Lexus and a rental car) and three people including Mike who managed to leave two terrible accidents without any major injuries. Nobody was hurt in the other vehicles either: insane.

Thankfully neither accident was Mike's fault, not that I would be concerned if they were - that's why they are called accidents - but it's one less thing for him to think about. Reliving the second crash every time he closes his eyes - it involved a lot of crashing, spinning, rocking and three lanes of highway traffic speeding towards them while they were trapped in the car sitting in the fast lane - is enough for one person to worry. Adding guilty feelings to the mix is simply not necessary.

To think that things could have easily ended very differently... well I'm trying not to let my mind go there. I'm just grateful to have a very sore but able bodied Mike home safe and sound with us. Miracles do happen and we have proof: he is the love of my life and his name is Mike.

4 Months Already? Nope: 5 going on 6.

Yep it's true: my little teeny tiny peanut is turning into a big boy. The Rockstar turned four months old when I started this post at the end of October. October was a big month for the Rockstar , he rolled over from his tummy to his back for the first and (until earlier this week) only time, started swimming lessons and became the Jolly Jumper extraordinaire.

Oh and we can't forget Halloween! The he Great White shark terrified everyone who came to the door trick-or-treating.

Scary, huh?

November was a blur but a fabulous blur. The Rockstar turned five months old two days before his Daddy turned thirty four. The boys celebrate their special days in style: in MEXICO!!

We had an awesome trip! The weather was fantastic and the Rockstar was the best behaved baby on the resort: he loved all of the sunshine, swimming and attention from his Mexican peeps but of course his favourite part of the trip was having so much time with his daddy.

Spending my boys' special days drinking pina colodas next to the pool was heavenly.

Our week in the Mayan Riviera was amazing. The Rockstar and I miss having Mike with us all day every day like we did in the summer so it was a treat to have him all to ourselves for an entire week.

Happy belated Birthday to the most amazing husband and daddy on earth!! I love you, Baby!

Dynamic Duo

I'm amazed at how fast the days fly by since our boy entered our world, it's kind of scary. I'm going to try to post a little more regularly now that we are getting into a routine around here and now that the swing is the Rockstar's friend. All should bow to the creator of the little lamb baby swing.

NOTE: HA! I wrote that paragraph a week ago, our daytime 'routine' seems to change every day which I guess means it's not really a routine yet. We'll get there eventually!

Today marks the first day of the second week my little man and I are a duo for the day!


It has been such a busy couple of months that I haven't even taken the time to explain that Mike has been home with us since the day the Rockstar was born. He took two weeks off to stare at our boy, went back to work for one day and then had the surgery that he has been waiting 10 months for. It has been a crazy homebound summer with a new baby and a barely mobile husband but it has been fantastic having Mike around so much. He is now working from home until he gets the okay to return to the office. Fingers crossed that his appt goes well tomorrow, assuming it does then he'll move into a walking boot and begin his mobility recovery.

I'm now getting a taste of the reality of weekday mommyhood: so far so good! I've managed to shower most days and slapped three coats of oil on our new deck last week while the Rockstar practiced kickboxing (another shout out, this one to Baby Einstein and their playgym/mat thingo). The little man LOVES being outside and spent the entire time smiling and 'talking' to his toys and me. Yes we FINALLY have a full deck out back (five years after moving in) and it looks amazing - I'll post pics once it is all done..

I'm going to post this puppy now or it may never happen and then maybe, just maybe I'll get to cutting some fabric for one of a million projects I'd like to get going on. Christmas isn't too far away and I would REALLY like to make a pile of prezzies and for the remaining gifts I'm hoping to buy mostly homemade: gotta love Etsy!

I L-O-V-E Miguel

Happy Sloppy Kisses Day to the love of my life and Happy Valentines day to the rest of you!

L-O-V-E photos via: 6. One Letter / L, 7. Tube at my Feet, 10. Bead Letter V, 11. Shopping Cart Containing Letter E

Killer Remix and a MEGA Belated Birthday

Anyone who has seen the Slap Chop infomercial will get a kick out of this video. Mike and I have laughed at the original commercial more times than I can count: "You'll love my nuts." so obviously we thought this remix was brilliant!



Most of our friends killed themselves over the remix as well so when Marcel and Tina gave a copycat version of the Slap Chop to Mike for his birthday all our friends' hidden infomercial acting selves made an appearance. It's really too bad we didn't have a video camera back in November.


Oh and did I mention he received a Sham Wow too?!

Hilariously fabulous gifts!

I guess this is a VERY belated HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY post for the man who makes me laugh every single day. I love you Michael!!

Broken Bits

My husband is broken and I'm sad for him. At the end of August he broke his foot while downhill mountain biking, he flew off a ridiculous jump and when he landed his foot slipped off the pedal. He didn't fall off his bike, his foot just slipped but the slip meant his foot took the impact of the landing along with his bike's wheels. He has spent the last three months in and out of a boot, having to use crutches, seeing a physiotherapist and repeatedly telling the doctors that something is very wrong with his foot - he was continuously told that it was fine and would heal in time.

Three and a half months later and he's just now getting some answers as to what is happening. Found out today that he shattered a bone in his foot that is very difficult to break and one that cannot fix itself - the specialist said that in his 23 years of working in the field he has yet to see anyone break this particular bone in this particular way. Figures.

Now Mike is left waiting to see another specialist, the one out of five in our city who the doctor thinks MIGHT be able to operate and fix the bone. Brutal. Mike's handling it all very well, I'm impressed actually, he can't play soccer or basketball or do anything physical really and he's a super active guy especially in the fall and winter when he usually plays in 3 or 4 different leagues. Thankfully some other things are happening in our world which help distract him and of course he knows that it could always be worse.

Fingers crossed that he gets into see the next specialist sooner than later! I'll keep you updated.

Slow & Steady by Ypsi Kid

photo credit: swisscan

It's a beautiful fall day and this is the perfect downtempo track to listen to while sitting back and soaking up some sunshine.

Slow & Steady by Ypsi Kid

Tonight's the Night!

I'm super excited! Tonight Joanne and I are off to see U2! Mike's work gave him two floor tickets and he gave up his so that Joanne (who is a HUGE U2 fan) could go with me! Woooo hoooo!! Thanks babe!



I was extra excited to find out that Snow Patrol is opening up for U2! This is going to be an awesome night!

Mission Accomplished

My husband is a musician/DJ who has spent countless hours in his studio over the last ten years working on music with the hope of eventually releasing a record.

I'm stoked to be able to announce that he has reached his goal! Mike won a remix contest and his track will be released on itunes, amazon and a pile of other online digital distributor sites at the end of 2009 or early 2010.

The original track is titled Substance D by Nick Cenik, Mike's remix is titled the Ypsi Kid's 4 Course Meal Mix. Check it out by pressing play below or click this link: Nick Cenik - Substance D (Ypsi Kid's 4 Course Meal Mix)

You can check out more of Mike's tracks on his Sound Cloud page.

Ultimate in Quality

We escaped for a weekend getaway in Toronto that truly was Ultimate in Quality.

Used travelzoo.com to snag an excellent deal at the Hyatt Regency downtown T.O. We will definitely return to travelzoo as well as this particular hotel - how can you resist a sweet rooftop pool?

Spent Sunday at the Zoo watching the monkeys and wished we had a super zoom. I fell for this guy but felt sorry for him, doesn't he look sad?

Monday we hit Canada's Wonderland and felt like we were 15 again. Good times!

This summer is certainly off to a fabulous start!

What the?!

This picture makes me laugh.

Apparently we don't eat enough carrots in our house.

The Perfect Imitation

The photo below was sent to me in an email with a reel of cute baby pics. I couldn't help but laugh when I saw this, it's the PERFECT imitation of Mike. I swear, walk into the studio when he's just pulled off something spectacular and this is the look you'll find on his face.

Two Years Today

Happy Anniversary Baby!

Whispered Sweet Nothings

He sits rubbing my socked feet like a good husband and then comes out with these sweet words.

him: "Is it you with the big toe?"
me: "You mean the extra long toe beside the big toe?"
him: "Yeah, it's freakishly weird."
me: "Thanks babe. And what who else would the toe belong to?"
him: "Anyone with their socks off."

huh?

There you have it, I'm freakishly weird, or at least my toe is. Thanks babe.

ADDITION TO POST: I am surrounded by such sweet men. Here is my brother's response to this post, "Yes you are freakishly wierd and it isn't because of your "Normal" Storozuk big second toe. There is plenty of other things that make you freakishly wierd..."
Thanks bro.

Santa's Message to My Man

This is a very cool little tool you can use for your kids (or husband) for Christmas. A personalized video from Santa himself!

Check out the message from Santa to Mike, I'm sure he'll be thrilled when he sees it. Be sure to have your volume turned up and you might have to refresh your screen once or twice before it actually comes up, it will say error but it's LYING!

Oh and one side note, if I was creating one of these for a child I think I would choose one of the options other than "how does Santa know who has been naughty and who has been nice" - how creepy are the elves peering in the window?! That would freak me out if I was wee!

One Year Wiser!

This is a very belated Happy Birthday post for my fabulous husband. No I didn't forget his birthday, I just haven't wished him a happy day publicly. So here I am wishing my Michael a VERY happy 32nd birthday! I love you Miguel! I love you so much in fact that I'm willing to have you plastered all over some bombshell's bod. NOTE: That might sound like an open invitation but it's a once in a lifetime thang and since you're plastered all over the girl below the offer is now null and void.

A birthday post wouldn't be complete without a PhotoFunia pic.

Halloween Hangover

I ate far too many of the little chocolate bars meant for the goblins last night. I have a chocolate hangover. blech.

Of course nephews and niece were definitely the cutest trick or treaters stomping around town.

The Mario Brothers costumes Joanne pulled together turned out phenomenal if you ask me:

They've got the poses down pat.

And of course Princess Belle made an appearance.


Jess and I watched The Exorcist as planned last night. I arrived home at 130 am totally freaked out and planned to sit in the living room until Mike got home; that was until I checked my mail and realized Lola had sold. Her new home is in Savannah, Georgia! Thanks to the sale I was distracted and got over being creeped out.

Mike and I had planned to attend a Halloween party as zombies tonight, unfortunately Mike is really turning into one so we can no longer attend. He found out yesterday that what we thought were some nasty bug bites are actually shingles! Ick and ouch. Thankfully I've had the chicken pox; unfortunately we can't be sure everyone else has so we're skipping the bash.

I hope you had a wonderful Halloween and that you enjoyed my Blogtoberfest run this month, I can't believe October is gone already. I'm going to attempt to stick to the daily posting so be sure to stop on by regularly.

I Want One!

Mike sent this pic my way today knowing I would melt when I saw it. I want one.

Socked in the Face

The long weekend has come to an end and it certainly was not a dull couple of days. For the first time in a very long time I managed to have two late nights in a row and survived to tell the tale; Mike did too but just barely. Let me explain.

Friday night at 1130pm we decided to drive to a nearby city to bowl. Apparently our local bowling alleys are not open past 11pm; why that is I just don't understand. Isn't bowling the happening thing to do these days? Okay so maybe it's not but we had a blast. I've never been ten pin bowling so my first attempt ended up looking (and sounding) more like a shot-put toss than a roll; the second ball nearly took me with it. I finally figured out that there are different weighted balls and then I was on fire. I'm pleased to say that I won one game and Mike won the other two; our competitive pal lost all three. It would be rude to laugh about that so I won't (aloud).

Saturday is when the excitement took place. Mike is an electronic music junkie and DJ's whenever he has the opportunity; he hasn't played out in quite some time so we were both really looking forward to his set. The bar we were at is a bit sketchy inside but has a great patio so I figured it would be a decent night; sure enough a pile of our friends showed up (including a few we haven't seen in a long time) and a fabulous night was had by all. Mike played an amazing set that had the entire place bouncing . The night came to an end and that's when our adventure began.

All of our friends left the bar at about 1:45 am; we left shortly after at 2am after Mike packed up all his gear. Mike and I headed out of the bar and started across the small parking lot located off to the side of the building. As we were walking I noticed three young guys walking towards us, they were talking and laughing, as were Mike and I. Without any warning one of the punks ran at Mike and slugged him in the face. WHAT THE HELL?!

I've witnessed some pretty bizarre things in my life but this definitely finds a place at the top of my list. Mike hadn't even noticed the guys walking towards us, they hadn't been in the bar we came out of, we've never seen them before in our lives. It was a total random act of violence.

Mike managed to stay on his feet, he stumbled and settled himself up against a car to gain his wits while the three little punks sauntered off. Needless to say I freaked out after the slugging. I called the little thug the nastiest things I could think of on the spot and screamed for the people in front of the bar to call the cops (which they did and believe it or not: 911 was busy). All of my yelling managed to attract cops from a street over eventually but of course the guys were gone by then.

The positive in the scenario is that the little bastard used his fist rather than a knife and thankfully none of our friends were nearby because no doubt it would have turned into something much worse if more people had gotten involved. Then again it's unlikely that the little bugger would have had the nerve to hit Mike if others were nearby; I'm certain he was an easy target because of the fact that he had a heavy record bag thrown over his body and a woman at his side.

Mike's okay, he has a nasty bruised fat lip and a sore throat but other than that he's fine. We are both still in shock for obvious reasons.

I wish karma would send me a postcard with a picture of the little beater after she pays him a visit - no doubt he'll get what he's given a few times over and he'll deserve no sympathy. This world of ours is certainly a crazy place.