Four times I had been to this part of the hospital. Four times, and yet it wasn’t all that familiar. My memories where blurred with the nervous energy of a mother in pain; a mother in labour. This time I took in it all, all but the pain. My memories of this birth will forever be sharper then the birth of my very own babies.
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Antisocial and Profamily
Camping… That has been our goal this summer, to go camping with the children. With success in this area has come, also, antisocial tendencies. We have hunkered down to fun in the sun as a little family unit. No kids running here and there to events of every kind this summer, just my man and I, our two girls, two boys and the dog. The kids said their favourite part of last summer was camping and we heard them!
Something New
Yup, this is the new blog… under construction, that should be pretty evident. I want to welcome those who have popped or linked over because of my little blurb on facebook.
A New Home
Garnet is setting up a new blogging home for me!! It is well under way and should be ready to launch SOON!
To Blog
Problem solving. Thinking about solutions. There may be a new home for ‘avoiding the sandy land’ in the near future. Keep you posted 🙂
TTFN
Contacts
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| (Contacts mean sunglasses, and sunglasses mean WAY less migraines, which means I am happily out doors more!) |
And the contact adventures continue! I ran into too many snags getting my first order from Costco, as had been the plan, so I went with the wonderful shop that sold me the new glasses and shades I am enjoying. No fuss and in no time they had my first six months worth for me.
Young Hunters and Pirates
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| (The Creek) |
Watching my children create an entire pirate kingdom on our patio brought to mind a favorite imaginary world I had shared with my younger brother.
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| (Mopsy and two spring babies.) |
I can remember pretending to be hunters. We would get the perfect stick and stalk the goats through the brush (my parents had a goat farm and we had endless games involving the live stock). One afternoon though we expanded the game, thanks to my brother getting his hands on a pellet rifle. Now don’t worry about the goats, we where smart enough to know shooting them was a quick way into my folks bad books. We decided, instead, to travel down river and seek out an ever worthy prey…squirrels and chipmunks.
The faithful orange Coleman canoe was loaded up, life jackets clipped on and we pushed off. The river was actually a creek that ran through the bottom of our small farm property. It was a very healthy water way, leading to many lakes and even a small set of rapids. Smooth flowing water, riddled with weeds just below the surface. It twists and turns, sleepily, around beds of floating weeds. Walled in by endless trees and bedrock, it is a true northern shield water way.
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| (The Munro Dock) |
I was guide. We sought out signs and sounds that meant our game was near by. I would let my brother off on land to do the hunting. As faithful guide I waited till I hear a shot and then let out a good ‘yahoo’ for his efforts. Never did he come back with proof of kill. Considering how many times we repeated this process I highly doubt he even came close to tagging a tree rodent of any kind.
It kept us incredibly busy and happy… till Mom honked the horn three times…. that was our get back home call. We where usually ready for the honk as our imaginative and wide wandering games often left us with healthy appetites.
My kids hunted down and buried treasure, fought the authorities and forced mates to walk the plank till supper; and they too ate well.
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| (My younger brother and I.) |
TTFN
Change of Face
Well, not a complete, or drastic, change of face really… Today was a big day for me though. A little bit of new!
I had been talking myself out of contacts for years, holding onto a favorite pair of frames. With an opportunity to go to a large glasses outlet, ALONE for a couple hours, I had my chance to change my own mind.
Walking in I had a set goal in mind. Nothing less then what I was thinking could make me put my faithful vera wang frames aside.
“Cat eyes,” was my blunt explanation at the clerks request to aid me. Well she didn’t disappoint. Back in a flash she had some bling bling cat eye frames that made me feel all glam librarian! My next response was equally as to-the-point, “Sold!”
I almost talked myself out of contacts one more time. Thanks to a very good clerk I stayed, went through the introduction to it all and discovered I am very capable when it comes to touching my own eye.
I walked around a bit, to make sure I was fine with the contacts in. As I strolled back to get the washing kit I spotted a pair of REAL sunglasses! They were BIG, pretty shaded glass and actually in style. Could these be my first pair of sunglasses since I was a child?! Casually I handed them to the lady at the desk, squealing inside, then strolled into the contacts office to get my supplies.
With that I had new glasses, contacts and sunglasses!
TTFN
Snow Aliens In March
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| (Awe, my baby boys first snow angel… or alien…) |
It is a good thing we got out in winters first real batch of snow. Only a week later, since the snow storm, and most of it has melted! This is the prairies so we could get more or we could end up with a warm wind that sweeps it all away. Such a strangely warm winter this has been…
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Where I am living weather is a normal conversation to have with anyone and everyone. Weather conversations can get very intense. One specific thing I have started to notice was the difference between my friends out west (on the coast) and my friends here on the prairies. Out west they assume they are entitled to snow-less winters and warm weather… out here we assume we will be punished for good weather, he he he… I don’t know how many times I have heard, this year, ” We are going to get punished in July for this mild winter”! It makes me smile at our differences.
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Now my kids and I have an advantage in that we are totally happy with a snowy winter so we don’t get down either way. Kids don’t think about the future like adults do. We often have an attitude of ‘if I think the worst I will not be disappointed’. That attitude doesn’t usually turn out the way we think. Generally we just become more grumpy personalities and in some ways always disappointed as everything is a chance to be negative.
Everything is a chance to not be negative too. Kids are living now and so unconcerned with what may come that they are usually happy with any weather. The attitude of ‘make the most of what ever it is’ seems to flow from children. The more I relax as a mom, and go with their happy little way of looking at life, the better I am at mothering and the better I am at living in general.
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Baby Boy has been really into making snow angels this past week. New discoveries are always so fun. He calls them ‘snow aliens’ though… not sure where he got it from but I corrected him and he gave me a look as he corrected me in return… and I realized he knew exactly what he was saying. I guess he isn’t as weirded out by the idea of aliens as I am, he he he. “Such a pretty snow alien,” he smiles.
I want to be a woman of praise… living to praise Christ Jesus in all things and the least I can do is learn to praise him no matter the weather. I am thankful for our dump of snow because of the fun the kids and I had in it. If it hadn’t snowed my Baby Boy wouldn’t have discovered ‘snow alien making’ or my five year old wouldn’t have been able to make me ‘snow soup’. My oldest two got to make their first, ever, snow forts and where so impressed with their abilities. I got to watch it all, capture it all and treasure it in my heart. Thank you Lord for working on my heart, strengthening it in you to be able to praise no matter… no matter the weather and with hope to learn praising no matter the circumstances.
TTFN
Moose Jaw Treasures
I enjoy finding treasures with character, and I found character in Moose Jaw INDEED. Feel free to check out the link to my post on our girl’s weekend RIGHT HERE!
Yes the phone in the photo above works. This candle stick corded phone is an original. Something this special deserves to be used so I have it set up in the kitchen and have put the cordless phones in other locations.
Winter is a fact of life here so why not cozy up with style?! I was going to buy the pink cup cake mittens but thought these owl ones where way more mature (wink). I do so like owls!
So not a huge hall from my last trip, but all very special. Most of the items where found in a cute little collectible antique place that I will have to visit every time I return to that wonderful little city called Moose Jaw Saskatchewan.
Happy treasure hunting!
TTFN
