May 14, 2010 § 4 Comments
The sky is dark, the ground is wet
The air holds a dampened chill
The house is oh so quiet
Life it seems, at a standstill
It’s a perfect day for pj’s
And getting some knitting done
For puttering around the house
Turning the radio up, getting a groove on
It’s a perfect day for cocoa
And sitting by a lively fire
Watching whole seasons of The Tudors
Mmmmm Jonathan Rhys Meyers
It’s a perfect day for baking
Something with apples and cinnamon
And blatantly ignoring
All the housework not being done
The sky is dark, the ground is wet
The air holds a dampened chill
I pull my housecoat tight around me
While looking beyond my window sill
It’s a perfect day for pj’s
May 13, 2010 § 3 Comments
Renovations are coming along very slowly. Hubby’s working 50 hours a week outside the home and I can only do so much in day, attacking small projects piecemeal. Though I did recently get our entire family photo collection together and started sorting them. That was no small feat. 🙂
The weather has been too wet to get anymore exterior painting done but at least the flower bed and the vegetable garden are loving the rain.
We were supposed to have at least done the planning for the deck by now with the hopes that by the end of the month we would have at least the post holes dug. Hubby is hoping to have the deck done in time for summer. I’m just hoping it’s done before fall. 😉
I still have an entire wall of paneling to remove in the den and despite it being one of the simplest jobs, I keep putting it off. I’m sure it has more to do with the amount adhesive I’m going to find attached to the wall underneath that’s intimidating me.
Other than that, life goes on as usual.
May 12, 2010 § 9 Comments
Hubby left for work this morning before I was even out of bed. But he didn’t leave me without some acknowledgement of our special day.
A dozen pink roses with a note followed by…
When he did arrive home for the day we exchanged presents. I got…
A beautiful timepiece for our mantle. The heart says “Happy 15th Anniversary.”
And Hubby, well as well as a Dr. Who DVD from the original series, also got a stein that was engraved…
There’s an inscription that is hard to read in real life and impossible to see in this photo but it says…
“Life…don’t talk to me about life.”
May 12, 2010
That’s a quote by Marvin the Paranoid Android from Douglas Adams’ “Hitchiker’s Guide to the Galaxy”.
Twenty years before Hollywood tried to profit off the genius of this British masterpiece, failing miserably I might add, there was a fledgling fan base of nerds who had taken flight. By 1993, I was one of them.
Anyway, just after we met, Hubby quoted it and I credited it without even skipping a beat. It was like a modern day Cinderella slipper.
Except that I had no idea what the slipper was until it fit. That doesn’t make sense I know. But I’m smiling anyway because being married to the man of your dreams for 15 years and counting feels like a fairytale.
May 11, 2010 § 4 Comments
Only in Canada! Okay, only in Eastern Ontario can it be 18 degrees Celcius during the day and drop down to -2 overnight in the middle of May.
It’s hard to believe, even harder considering what an incredibly mild winter we had, that we had frost overnight. Thankfully we heeded the Environment Canada warnings and covered the vegetable garden last night so all my little sprouts are still intact and doing fine.
Still no ducks though and I think I’m going to have to concede that they aren’t coming this year. I’m disappointed for sure but I’m trying to just be grateful that I had as many years as I did to enjoy, feed and commune with them. Not to mention how many pics I have to remember them by.
Besides, there’s always next year. 😀
May 10, 2010 § 6 Comments
I love surprises and I hate it when they’re spoiled.
This was a lesson I learned when I was twelve years old and went snooping for Christmas presents. Well, I found them and on Christmas morning there were no surprises for me. The disappointment was palpable and my mother even asked why I was so dejected.
Of course, I couldn’t tell her that I had peeked and knew what I was getting but I also couldn’t shake the feeling that not only had I let myself down, I had let her down as well. She was hoping for an excited child on Christmas morning and because I had peeked, we were both disappointed.
The problem is that when I am the giver of surprises, I have such a difficult time keeping them to myself. I want to immediately share the joy of giving someone something meaningful that they weren’t expecting.
Which leads me to Hubby’s anniversary present. Even when I woke up this morning I had no idea what I was going to get for him, I just knew I wanted to get it today. And it had to meaningful for us, something that had nothing to do with anything or anyone else and something that was a symbol of our enduring relationship.
Well, I had a stroke of genius and just went with it and today I got it. I’m so excited that I want to give it to him as soon as he comes home.
Thankfully, Hubby is much more patient than I and even if I encourage him to open it early I know that he won’t. He’ll put it out of his mind until Wednesday while I chew at the bit for the next two days.
Oh, I can’t tell you either because he reads my blog. So now y’all have to wait ’til Wednesday.
May 9, 2010 § 5 Comments
My good friend Shady Lady requested that I post another song. High on the kudos and kind words of support from so many of you, I’m feeling rather brave and have decided to oblige.
This song for me is basically an anthem about my parents. It is deeply personal and at first I thought it would mean very little to anyone else. Over the years, as I played it for family and friends, I quickly learned how universal the feelings behind this simple song are.
I’m very proud of this song and I sincerely hope you enjoy it.
And Shady, you rock. Thank you for everything. 😉
May 9, 2010 § 6 Comments
It’s a Mother’s Day Sunday’s Share this week and as always, Cate @ Moments of Whimsy got the ball rolling with her post.
I’d like to contribute this thought…
A mother’s greatest lessons to her children are in the example she sets for them. Modeling is far superior to merely using words to teach her kids how to get on in the world. So if a mother wants her children to follow their passions, pursue their personal dreams and shoot for the moon, it stands to reason she should being doing these things for herself also.
Happy Mother’s Day
In addition, here’s a pic of what I woke up to this morning!
May 7, 2010 § 3 Comments
As I suspected, Hubby was not nearly as enthusiastic as I was about the offer to buy our house as is. He kept going on about how we were just at the bank the day before renegotiating the mortgage. Though he trusts I didn’t set the whole thing up, it was still a little too soon for his liking. Hubby doesn’t do change well, unless of course he initiates it. 😉
I want to thank Lisa and Shady for their very kind and enthusiastic responses to my song. I was honestly racked with nerves about posting it because I’m terribly insecure and ever concerned that people won’t like my stuff. Neurotic much? Yep, all the time.
We’ve got a full weekend packed with a friend’s birthday party tonight and Mother’s Day stuff for the rest of the weekend. Lots of socializing and good food that I don’t have to cook. Woohoo!
Wednesday is our 15th Wedding Anniversary and Hubby and I have not even talked about any plans. The middle of the week in the last few weeks of a contract is not the best time to hope for Hubby to get the day off so if anything we’ll likely just go out for an early dinner. Still, I think the jist of the conversation will be, “Wow, can you believe we made it this far?”
I hope everyone has a great weekend and to all my Mom bloggy friends I wish you a fabulously restful Mother’s Day!
May 6, 2010 § 5 Comments
For the last few years I have been praying that someone would just walk up to the house and offer to buy it as is. Hubby called it wishful thinking and I had to ultimately relent and agree.
Well, you wouldn’t believe it, but today someone did. Someone we had contracted to replace the eavestrough came by to give us an estimate. In the middle of our discussion he asked flat out whether or not we were thinking of selling.
I was a little taken aback because just yesterday we were at the bank renegotiating our mortgage. Something that I loathe doing especially when it comes down to the final numbers. We owe you how much for lending us this much???
And you’re not loan sharks because…
Anyway, this guy offered to buy my house and when I said, “You haven’t even seen the inside.” He replied, “I don’t have to, I’ll only gut it anyway.”
Bells rung inside my head. This is what I’ve been praying and hoping for. It’ll cost us tens of thousands of dollars and countless hours of labour to get the house up to move in standard.
Apparently this eavestrougher flips houses on the side and he was very interested in ours, as is. I’m trying not to get my hopes up, mostly because Hubby has no idea that any of this has taken place. He’s still at work.
Anyway, I threw a fair market value number at the guy and he raised his eyebrows and made sure he had our number. Now to convince Hubby that this is an opportunity we can’t afford to pass up.