so little time. so much to do.

Going through three converters blowing up in my face was some what exciting I guess but inconvienent. All I wanted to do was charge my laptop/camera/ipod/use straightner. Things aren't easy when everything here has a different voltage and a different outlet. Aparently things don't just work out smoothly for me. Thats just one of the differences. As the days go on here in Windsor, I realize how many differences there actually are across the ocean. Even though we speak the same language there are so many things that make us who we are as a country, or even as a city or a town. The other day we were driving to the park and oh who is that right in front of us turning into there driveway, oh just Prince Andrew. At home I used to get excited when I saw Ace Burpee driving around, nevermind the Prince. Walking down the streets of Winnipeg you usually pass a McDonalds but you have to walk through a detour sidewalk thing because of all the construction to get there then you will probably pass a couple of people who are on the corner of the streets with signs in there hands and on the front of the sign it'll say "SMILE" and on the back it'll say "I NEED BEER!" In Windsor walking down the street you'll pass I fancy ice cream shop called Mauds and men all in there fanciest suits and right next to the ice cream shop is nothing but a huge Castle. Gorgeous actually. Everything is so "posh" here and everyone has to be on there best behaviour just incase the Queen catches them. She wouldn't want to see them splashing around in there willys.

Everyday I wake up and there is a cup of tea ready for me. Not only is the tea ready, but the kids are up and ready to run around all day at full speed. They are really good kids and have there moments but it is so different to see kids on an adult point of view. You worry about them before yourself, and you always put them first. It is so annoying when they whine and cry for things they want and have to have. Mom I will try not to do that ever again. Raw brocoli is the worst thing you could put on there plate, they will not eat it. Aparently I talk funny and while i'm in England i have to call pants trousers because pants are underwear. I have to call the washroom the loo. Dinner is tea. Tea is tea. Lunch is Tea. Garbage is rubbish. When you want a turn... May I have a go? Theo told me the other day I must be from High School Musical because I called a jumping jack a jumping jack. "In England, we call them star jumps, so for now you must call it that." He said. My accent hasn't changed really since I got here. I just say pardon a lot more cause Theo says it about every second. Kids are so entertaining and everything that you say, they repeat it.

My days are quite short and don't consist of too much right now. I wake up around 10 1030 sometimes 11. Then I get ready have a cup of tea, leave the house and walk to Theo's school which is about 15 minute walk from the house. Then we go to the park usually and find fun new exciting things to do each day. Like run through the field to see if that really is a huge clump of mud and snow. Then send a little man parachutting off of the play structure. And we do that again, and again, and again, until food is better than play. After making Theo lunch back at the house. We play roller skates. Then biking. Then boxing. Then pirates. Then hot wheels. Listen to skaterboy. His faave song. Then when it is time to pick up Dulcie we walk to her school which is about twenty minutes away and five minutes past there is the castle and downtown windsor. From there we walk home and do letters and then Tea, then a sweetie, pajamas and then the parents put them to bed. Then I have Tea with Jocelyn and Austin and it is always the best home cooked meals ever. Then after a couple more glasses of wine and a good movie I head to bed. Which is where I am laying right now. It is tired and tommorrow is becoming today. So off to bed I go.

xoxx.