Greetings from Manitoba! I've been up for about half an hour, and I'm feeling good. Art is still sleeping, which is no surprise. We had a very early morning yesterday, and a short night before that, so catching up on sleep is top priority.
My sister and her kids were here when we got home from the airport, and I got to meet my nephew Blake for the first time! He's so cute! I am in love. I got to hold him and rock him to sleep, and he even cooed at me a little bit. I could definitely go for more of that.
There is a small layer of snow here. The ground is more or less covered, but it isn't a thick blanket. Art brought all his snow gear, but I don't think he'll need it. I won't complain. I said I wanted snow for Christmas, and I'm going to have snow for Christmas.
My niece is so cute! She's such a big girl now, walking and talking. The last time we saw her, she was still scooting around on her butt. Now she can run, and climb stairs, and she repeats everything we say. Which means we have to be a lot more careful what we say. I'm not saying that I swear at all (because I don't) but what if I say start talking about some idiot driver we encountered on the road, and she overhears that and decides her new favorite word is "idiot"? Perfect. I've just taught my two year old niece to insult people. I don't want to be doing that.
Anyway, I don't really have tons of news to share. The flight was uneventful, but I did watch Julie and Julia, and I loved it! Such a cute movie. And then once we landed, we came here to my parents place, and we've been relaxing and visiting. We have a family gathering tonight, and I'm really looking forward to seeing my cousins and aunts and uncles. And this morning will be spent reading and listening to the cable guy install my parents satellite. That's right. After literally years and years of hearing my dad talk about it, they are finally expanding their television experience beyond the six local channels, otherwise known around these parts as "farmer vision."
It's kind of a big deal.
Well, I'm going to eat some breakfast and get back to my $5 Barnes and Noble novel. What can I say? I love discounts.
December 23, 2009
December 21, 2009
Christmas Trip
So the house is totally clean. It feels so good to have such a clean house! Too bad we'll only be able to enjoy it for an evening.
The laundry is half done, I'm showered, Art's parents are coming over today (I think) so that we can exchange Christmas presents with them. And it just occurred to me that we don't have anything for Art's mom. Oops.
I haven't started packing yet, because the laundry isn't done yet. But I should probably at least pull out the suitcases and start organizing piles of things I have to bring. I know I haven't talked about our Manitoba Christmas trip much, but I really am excited. I miss all my family, and I can't wait to be around some snow! Even if it isn't very much snow. It's more than we have here! Because we have none here.
So I returned the coat that Art bought for me. Well, I exchanged it. The one he bought me was a red wool peacoat, and they didn't have a red one in my size, so I got a navy blue one instead. But I still really like it. And then the first day that I wore it, I spilled syrup on it from the candied yams I had made, so I might have to get it dry cleaned.
What is it with me and new, expensive clothes? First the zippers on the fancy boots Art bought me two years ago, then the zipper on my winter parka, then my brand new wool coat. My friend suggested to me that I could just wash it here at home, and then hang it up to dry. If we don't end up doing other laundry all evening, then maybe I'll try that.
Well, I should get going. I still have much to do, and time passes far too quickly when I'm blogging. Merry Christmas everyone! I'll "see" you in a week!
The laundry is half done, I'm showered, Art's parents are coming over today (I think) so that we can exchange Christmas presents with them. And it just occurred to me that we don't have anything for Art's mom. Oops.
I haven't started packing yet, because the laundry isn't done yet. But I should probably at least pull out the suitcases and start organizing piles of things I have to bring. I know I haven't talked about our Manitoba Christmas trip much, but I really am excited. I miss all my family, and I can't wait to be around some snow! Even if it isn't very much snow. It's more than we have here! Because we have none here.
So I returned the coat that Art bought for me. Well, I exchanged it. The one he bought me was a red wool peacoat, and they didn't have a red one in my size, so I got a navy blue one instead. But I still really like it. And then the first day that I wore it, I spilled syrup on it from the candied yams I had made, so I might have to get it dry cleaned.
What is it with me and new, expensive clothes? First the zippers on the fancy boots Art bought me two years ago, then the zipper on my winter parka, then my brand new wool coat. My friend suggested to me that I could just wash it here at home, and then hang it up to dry. If we don't end up doing other laundry all evening, then maybe I'll try that.
Well, I should get going. I still have much to do, and time passes far too quickly when I'm blogging. Merry Christmas everyone! I'll "see" you in a week!
December 16, 2009
Really, James? Isn't That a Bit of a Tall Order?
"They" say you shouldn't cry over spilled milk.
Am I allowed to cry after I had a hectic, crazy, scattered day at work?
Followed by an unexpected trip south to help Art's sister with her flat tire? On the freeway? In the rain?
Which means that we only got to go grocery shopping at 8pm instead of 6? Which means that we didn't eat dinner until 9:45, instead of 7:30?
And halfway through dinner preparations, the oven broke, so the pizza dough is raw, and we had to heat it up in the microwave?
And the one highlight of the evening was when we exchanged Christmas gifts, and he got me a coat (the doesn't fit) and I got him shoes (that don't fit)?
Is that worse than spilled milk? Am I allowed to cry then?
"Consider it pure joy whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything." -James 1:2-4
Easier said than done, James.
Am I allowed to cry after I had a hectic, crazy, scattered day at work?
Followed by an unexpected trip south to help Art's sister with her flat tire? On the freeway? In the rain?
Which means that we only got to go grocery shopping at 8pm instead of 6? Which means that we didn't eat dinner until 9:45, instead of 7:30?
And halfway through dinner preparations, the oven broke, so the pizza dough is raw, and we had to heat it up in the microwave?
And the one highlight of the evening was when we exchanged Christmas gifts, and he got me a coat (the doesn't fit) and I got him shoes (that don't fit)?
Is that worse than spilled milk? Am I allowed to cry then?
"Consider it pure joy whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything." -James 1:2-4
Easier said than done, James.
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