Friday, 26 July 2013
Oh fun
Years ago, a roommate tried to get me Christmas decorating. I don't think I'm very artistic and can't make things look "perfect" like you would see in all those craft magazines, so generally, I don't try. This roommate, Sarah, wouldn't take that for an answer and just said that my creativity just had "character". I love that word now and laugh at all my lopsided creations while announcing that they are full of character. Well, today, I made quite the creation. I had a bunch of coniferous branches from the Christmas tree outing that I thought I might make into a wreath. I was putting it off for a few days but finally, this morning, thought I'd give it a try. I first did my research on "how to make a wreath" but quit shortly after since all the pictures were perfect and I didn't have any of the supplies I was told to have anyways. So, with bare hands, Opa W's cooking string that he gave me, and all those branches, I made a Christmas wreath. And what a wreath! I doubt it will stay in tact till Christmas but by the end I was laughing, and festive and so it was worth it. Ta DA!!
I decorated it with some leftover small ornaments.
Then I went inside and decorated the half wall by the stairs too. Oh, the decorating can go on and on. But at the same time, I'm thinking about how frustrating it is going to be trying to take off these tiny ornaments in January. They are going to get stuck in everything.
Speaking of these ornaments, I'm trying to remember where I got them. They are tiny little wooden figures of Christmas things. Some are toys, some are angels or a stable. Some are little Santas. I know I got some wooden ornaments at a tree farm a few years ago but I've got tons of these. Oma Z gave me some ornaments a few years ago so I'm wondering if these are part of them. If anyone knows, let me know. I want to be more careful with them if they have any meaning to them. On the other hand, if they are from the dollar store, I don't mind if I lose
a few in the middle of the tree. 
a few in the middle of the tree. 
Tuesday, 23 July 2013
Is a picture worth a thousand words?
I hope so because I really haven't had the time to sit by a computer on my time off to write a post.... even though I've got about 4-5 of them all planned in my head. I just don't feel like sitting behind a computer for some reason!

I've been taking Chloe for a walk through the fields in the morning. I throw on the old barn coat, step into the barn boots and head into the muddy fields where other mean dog owners won't bug me. I've since discovered my new favourite smell. A corner of the field was burnt down one morning and within a week the new grass started coming up. mmmmm. Just the smell of the burnt field was wonderful but mixed with the smell of new grass and dew... you just can't beat it.
Here's my new tomatoes growing under Opa's grow lights that he gave me. Sarah sent me some heirloom tomatoes. My heart has been craving some gardeing but I really haven't been putting in too much of an effort. I don't know why. Maybe it's the fact that I don't even have a garden patch yet, I don't know. So really, all I've got is 4 brocolli plants about 10-15 young tomato plants. I started them late but, oh well. It's still fun to watch them growing. Their on their 3rd pair of leaves right now.
I really don't like this picture of me but it's to replace the thousand words I should have been writing to update you all on the new job. I was wondering if I should be writing anything about the job at all online just to keep some anonymity. To keep it simple, the job is as an addictions counsellor. I like this line of work, I really like the job, I'm not enjoying being a rookie. The office is probably the best office I could want to work for. It's relaxed and comfortable but I'm still new at this job and I still need to ask a lot of questions... something I'm getting used to doing.
And last of all.... we were out visiting today so I got a chance to hang out with Jaela.... I love that kid!

I've been taking Chloe for a walk through the fields in the morning. I throw on the old barn coat, step into the barn boots and head into the muddy fields where other mean dog owners won't bug me. I've since discovered my new favourite smell. A corner of the field was burnt down one morning and within a week the new grass started coming up. mmmmm. Just the smell of the burnt field was wonderful but mixed with the smell of new grass and dew... you just can't beat it.
Here's my new tomatoes growing under Opa's grow lights that he gave me. Sarah sent me some heirloom tomatoes. My heart has been craving some gardeing but I really haven't been putting in too much of an effort. I don't know why. Maybe it's the fact that I don't even have a garden patch yet, I don't know. So really, all I've got is 4 brocolli plants about 10-15 young tomato plants. I started them late but, oh well. It's still fun to watch them growing. Their on their 3rd pair of leaves right now.
I really don't like this picture of me but it's to replace the thousand words I should have been writing to update you all on the new job. I was wondering if I should be writing anything about the job at all online just to keep some anonymity. To keep it simple, the job is as an addictions counsellor. I like this line of work, I really like the job, I'm not enjoying being a rookie. The office is probably the best office I could want to work for. It's relaxed and comfortable but I'm still new at this job and I still need to ask a lot of questions... something I'm getting used to doing.
And last of all.... we were out visiting today so I got a chance to hang out with Jaela.... I love that kid!
Saturday, 20 July 2013
I need to unpack my poop calendar
Yikes!! I should not have packed that thing away. We moved here in May (right?). Since then I'm sure I've missed at least 6 occasions when I should have sent a card, made a call, or at least written an email. I missed my best friends birthday (although that was before the move) and we haven't talked since (oops), I missed my sisters 29th birthday (and haven't brought it up or even appologized), I didn't miss Frank and Alisha's (phew... I was there, right?), I missed my own parents 30th anniversary (!!!!), and today is my Opa's birthday. Not that I remembered on my own... mom called and told me this morning. The thing is, I haven't even really forgotten all these events. I thought about Amy's birthday about 10 times that day. I just forget to make the call or write the email. Today, I'm going to write an email to my Gramps and call, just in case. And I'm sorry about all those other missed calls. These are things that could be important to some people.... And I'm not just saying this all because my birthday is on Tuesday (nice drop there, eh?).
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