randomness

• Steve is wanting me to either password protect the blog, or prevent people from downloading pictures, or not post about the kids (or even just shut it down) so I am having a hard time being in this space.  I don’t really know how to prevent people from stealing the pictures, and I am not interested in password protecting the blog (because then, isn’t that just facebook?) and well, not posting about the kids seems ridiculous considering the whole at-home Mom gig and so what the hell would I talk about!  Hence the lack of posting.
• I had grand plans today to just sit, relax and create.  My girls have grand plans to climb all over my persons and whine.  It’s messing with my creative mo-jo.
• Callum’s birthday was a roaring successs.  Literally, he had a jungle safari (I know it makes no sense, safari animals don’t live in a jungle, but safari decore isn’t as interesting).  The cake was adorable.  I should post a picture.
• Actively working to get a handle on Christmas so I’m all organzied and ready to roll by the end of October.  We’ll see….
• The salmon are a running up the rivers.  Plan to go and take a peek tomorrow.
• It’s cold here.  It’s weird.

time, time, time. Where do you go?!

I can’t believe that it has been more than three weeks since I last posted.  It hasn’t felt like three weeks. Has it?  It really hasn’t to me.  Time is cruel.

tickled pink

It has been a delightful three weeks, at least.  We did this crazy road trip to Edmonton last weekend to attend my friend, R’s, wedding.  This meant that we got up early Thursday morning and drove ALL DAY, hitting Calgary around midnight.  The kids were traveling rock stars, something they obviously get from their Papa because I don’t car travel well.  In fact, I don’t understand why we haven’t invented that contraption from Star Trek where they just beam you up.  What the hell are all those innovators doing, anyway?  It’s not like they’ve cured cancer so get on it.  Invent me a beam-me-up machine.  But call it something cooler than that.

The phenomena of time doing this disappearing act on me has made me a sucky friend, too.  It seems I never have a decent chunk of time to get on the phone to say hi or whip up a decent email.  Weeks and weeks will go by before I even realize this.  I can’t even get it together to have coffee with my friend who lives up the road.  She lives UP THE ROAD.  How hard can that be?!

Honestly, I have no idea what the hell I’m doing with my time.  Although at this moment my house is remarkably clean.  I am so glad that school is over tomorrow for Callum.  Hey Sun?  BRING IT.  The summer is bittersweet though, my little monkey will be in Kindergarten in the fall.   KINDER. GARTEN.   I can’t tell you how desperately I wish he wasn’t going.

In other news, we’re toying with the idea of getting some chickens.  Hee! Chickens!  No goats, though, no matter what Claire tells you.  Kid is lying.

summer love

summer love

When Steve decided to build a frame for the hammock to hang from, I envisioned lazing around with an ice cold cooler and a book.  Sometimes I’m stupid.

I’ve been thinking a lot about Christmas.  I know.  Weird, yes?  I casually came across an old blog post about Buy Nothing Christmas.  I didn’t even read the article, but it has got me thinking about doing Christmas without buying anything.  Or rather, buying minimally.  How do you do that, and still make sure that the kids don’t feel cheated.

My kids are pretty good about it all so far, because they’re 4 and 3 and 4 and 3 year olds are pretty good about most things.  They get excited to get fake mail they intentionally left for themselves.  Fake mail with scribbles on it.  They’re an easy group to please.

There is always relational giving and I think in the spirit of Buy Nothing that could work, especially if the gift is a service (snow shoe rentals and a weekend with Papa, say or a fishing license and a set weekend to go fishing).

How else do you envision a Buy Nothing (minimally, realistically I don’t see it ever being Buy Nothing until the end is near)?  I’m looking for ideas.

I have also been thinking about Christmas because I’ve been finishing up a lot of the handmade items I had started last year but never quite got around to finishing in time for Christmas.  Some showed up at Easter.  Some just showed up.   If I’m going to be making things, I need to get on it and that means thinking about the winter just when summer finally starts to roll in.

I’m toying with the idea of making (possibly with thrifted materials) the kids quilts for their bed for Christmas this year.  Don’t worry.  Santa will bring something better than that for them. I’m thinking a spread that would bring their room together but could still be gender specific.  They are very big on their genders these days, and there are very set boy and girl colors.  This is reality.  I have choosen not to make too big of a deal out of it except to point out that yes, in fact, a girl can wear blue and a boy can wear pink.  The world will not end.  I promise.

nothing really

We got a virus.  Then we updated to Vista.  The I couldn’t get to my site.  And so it goes.

I’m here now!  But not really, we have a busy weekend planned so I’ll come back on Tuesday!  I’ve been busy making stuff!  It’ll be fun!

um. yeah.  LAME.  I know.

so the world just keeps turning

“so, one of the guys at work was watching the debate this afternoon”

“the debate? like, an election debate?”

“uh, yeah”

“we’re having an election?”

“um, yeah…”

“seriously? provincial?  or federal?”

“federal.  where have you been?”

“huh.  I guess that explains all the signs out there these days.”

“you should consider watching the news.  Even once a month.  There’s a whole world out there.”

…so I’m watching the news.  Turns out there isn’t a lot of knitting talk.  I’m not sure this is going to hold my interest.

Also?  Canadian politics is kinda lame.