Thursday, December 29, 2011

So far away

On Christmas Day my cell phone rang and my heart leapt to see that it was my dear cousin, Svein, calling. It was this time last year that he became a real part of my life...not just a name and picture of a small boy with his two brothers. He became someone I have come to love very dearly and to hear his voice on Christmas Day was a lovely sound to my ears (and to my heart).

On a sidenote: how long does this scraggly, mop-head phase last on boys...I liked when we "had" to get his hair cut every 3 weeks...he is still cute and all but a little scruffy, no?

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

I Call This Meeting to Order

Ok, I didn't really say that but...I should have because it would have been so timely.

Yesterday, while BigDaddy and I were getting our scrumptious deals, we also went for a nice, childless meal.  At said meal, we talked about 2011 - failures, successes, almost successes (which, yes, are totally different from failures and most deserving of their own category. You. Are. Welcome.). We then talked about the upcoming year - our desires, hopes, dreams, restructuring, goals...

A family, and a home, is kind of like a business...once in a while you really need to revamp. You know, see where you've been able to hit it out of the park and see where you hit the foul balls.

Does your family do that at all? You know figure out that you need to tighten your grip up on the bat and pick your pitch?

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Shopping Success

or as I like to say... WOWZA!!!

Boxing Day Week shopping has never been something I have ever done a lot, or any, of but I may be sold on the notion of it as of today.  We hit the mother load! Other than all I could seem to find for tops was sweaters. {What? Do we live in northern Canada or something? grin}

One mall and one other store (read Old Navy) later and we had spent $260 and bought:
1 pair of jeans
1 dress coat for BigDaddy
3 t-shirts
2 dress shirts
3 dressy scarves
1 sweater
2 cardigans
1 pair of brown boots (flats)...
and a partridge in a pear tree...

Ok, ok, maybe no partridges were purchased but that is still quite a bargain. I, being the cheap frugal gal I am and loving a deal, just HAD to tally up the regular prices of all these items (less the partridge of course) to see just what kind of a deal we walked away with AND the grand total of said purchases at regular price was (drum roll please...ok, could you at least imagine there's a drum roll?)


I think I could just get used to this Boxing Week sale shopping...

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Merry Christmas, to ME!!!

Have I told you I have a great boss? Have I? Because really, he is. Dr W and his wife are, if I dare say, FAN-freaking-TASTIC!!! I mean, not only are they paying for our schooling this year but... and this is a HUGE but (NOT "butt", c'mon, work with me people), I just opened the envelope they left in my mail slot at work.

I could tell there was a gift card in there and it wasn't just a kindly written Christmas greeting on a winter scene cardstock. It was sitting so pretty in my hand and when I opened it, it got even prettier.  It most certainly was a gift card but it was more than that.  It was a It is a $450.00 gift card to a shopping mall in a city just a hop skip and a jump from here.

Add that to the nice steakhouse gift card Rush and her boyfriend (trying to think of an intername for him...), the Subway gift card BigDaddy got for his birthday and the Tim Hortons' gift card I got for a gift for a friend and you are talking one nice, leisurely way to spend a fabulous day-long date (where I just happen to be able to buy myself oodles of clothes!! :D)

Picture it (I am reminding myself of Sophia from the Golden Girls), BigDaddy and I hop in the car, grab a coffee for him, a hot chocolate (supreme - meaning whipped cream and chocolate syrup) for me, drive to our destination, shop a bit, feed ourselves with a tasty, healthy Subway sandwich made to perfection by a qualified "sandwich artist", a bit more shopping, walking, discussing game plans and what-not for 2012, and then a soft-lit, overly priced steak with baked potato and asparagus...

Sounds a bit euphoric if you ask me...

P.S. It is Christmas Eve evening and I am on my way to church service with my family and then to enjoy the magic that is this night. From my house to yours, Merry Christmas! Enjoy each other. Don't tear into those gifts in the morning but savor every moment, capture every memory in your heart, etch it forever in your memory banks and stay safe.

Friday, December 23, 2011

It's here

The cards are - mostly - out, the tree is up, the baking is done, the gifts are bought. There's a poinsetta sitting on a speaker near my front window and the 10th annual gingerbread house has been constructed and assaulted with candies of various design. Yessireebob, Christmas is here.  Now, if only I could get around to finish wrapping presents or we may be starting a new tradition...environmentally friendly gifts with no wrapping paper just close your eyes and...SURPRISE!

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

I Miss You?

Ok, really, it isn't a question. I miss writing on this blog, interacting with you.

Life has really bowled me over lately. Not in a bad way. It has, for the most part, been great - just uber busy. Work, school, kids, kids school, church, photography...all good things...they have just taken up more hours in the day than I have had to spend and so, something had to go and...

I confess, as much as I miss you all, this was the first on my chopping block. I don't promise to be here every day (I did just start school last week) but I do promise to be here more than once a quater. :D

I can't eliminate this all together; I discovered that. I miss the writing. I miss the seeing what y'all are up to and the friendships. I plan to rebuild those friendships.

Forgive me...? Still want to be my bloggy friend? :)

I hope this time of year finds you in the midst of loved ones, making memories that will last a lifetime.

I WILL be back...

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Interactive Church

Yeah baby!

This was the experience of a lifetime AND...
 It is going to happen every 3rd Sunday!

What is it?

Through this wonderful invention that has connected us all together, the internet, we connect with, right now, 6 other churches from around the WORLD having the SAME church service at the SAME time! It was phenomenal!!!

We participated in a church service where, when we looked at the screen, we saw friends who live a 24 hour drive away, hearing and singing the same song we were, responding to the same message we heard.

Doing it again this Sunday!  Can't wait to join with two churches in Kansas City, another church from the same province we are in, a church in Holland, a church in Finland and another church that is just joining us for the first time this month...

If I ever get my butt in gear and get some pictures uploaded to picassa; I will get them on here for you to see...I have some catching up to do don't I?

Friday, November 18, 2011

Having a party

In just over a week my baby girl turns 11. EEEE - LEV - EN!!!!! For reals! What does an 11 year old want for a party?  Sounds like a spa party this year! Nope, not going to the spa but, we are purchasing face masks and nail polish and watching a Hilary Duff movie, eating grapes and berries and cheese and crackers and a bright blue cake with orange and pink gerber daisies piled on top of it.  These daisies will also be strewn across the living room.

Guest bags have bath bombs, lip balm, book marks, dessert gums, sparkly pens and maybe some candies...

Did I tell you she is going to be 11? I think I may have just (literally) felt 4 or 20 gray hairs pop right out of my head... Again, for reals!

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Going to School

Yeppers...going to school and I am kinda sorta freaking out...sorta...just a little bit... I will still be working full time and doing distance learning. The great thing is the rest of the girls I work with will be taking the same course at the same time...I have study help... YAY!!!  The course? Certified Ophthalmic Assistant.  The benefit? Aside from learning oodles about the eyes and all that pertains to them, we will be made members of a profit share of the doctor's company AND he will be flying us to different conferences twice a year to get us "edumicated"... first conference on the list will be in the spring of 2012 and it sounds like it will be Chicago... Fall's conference? Vegas, baby.

Friday, October 21, 2011

Go on an Adventure

I absolutely need to tell you about a children's book I just bought and read to my children. The author has no idea that I am doing this, although I could tell her. More on that in a bit.

This book is so much more than a children's book; it is an opportunity to open discussion up between parents and their children about fear, change and letting go AND it is an opportunity for the parent reading the book to learn about fear, change and letting go. 

I can honestly tell you that I cried reading this book.  I cried for three reasons.
1. There is a wonderful message of learning how to let go, to accept the things that need to change and to not let fear rule you.

2. Reading this book I could hear my Grandmother's voice in my head "reading" it to me as this was written in a manner that my beautiful grandma would tell stories - the poetic descriptions that made the story dance with life in my head.

3. My cousin wrote this book and I am so incredibly proud of her because it is PHENOMENAL!!! Now, I know what you are thinking now. You are thinking that I am promoting this book simply because my cousin wrote it but you couldn't be further from the truth.  If my cousin wrote it and it was mediocre, or sucked even, I would tell her it was a great book and never utter a word of it to you all.

This is a matter of MY integrity. I am taking the opportunity to share this book with you because it is truly a great book with a great message that is presented in a soft, loving but clear way that your family will fall in love with. I know we have fallen in love with it; as a matter of fact, we have read it 5 times since getting the book on Monday (and we have not been home most has come with us!)

To get your very own copy follow this link to  Not from Canada? No worries. will ship to "almost any address in the world".

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Since my last post

There has been a concussion, a change of schools (not due to the concussion), a "could have been broken" sprained ankle that is preventing Jellybean from participating in her volleyball team for about 3 weeks, oh a volleyball team acceptance, a new trumpet player added to the school band, a new drumming student added to Mr Dean's music students, 2 new children added to the Saturday morning swim lessons and a gigantic family potluck planned for when my cousin, Svein comes to visit us this weekend, from Italy.

We also have a real ugly leak in our main floor ceiling that is irritating me and yet, somehow not getting fixed. Me thinks we need to remind the maintenance people...

So speaking of Italy and Svein and family and eating...mmmm eating... {kidding}

In 1 1/2 days (that's two sleeps, people!) I am going to the airport to pick up my cousin and meet him face-to-face for the first time ever! Pretty freakin' stoked about it - pardon my strong wording. :D

We are having the afore mentioned family potluck, letting him drink Canadian beer (this is a special request), perhaps taking him to buy a cowboy hat, he will see my my grandparents homestead and their gravesites and learn as much Canadian culture as he can in 4 days...

Jam packed!

And that being said, I am on my way. Laundry needs done. Grey hairs need covering and a "could have been broken ankle" is needing iced and elevated because I have no way of knowing how to keep that energetic one still for long, duct tape may be needed. {grin}  Oh and a lovely sign to take to the airport saying "Welcome Svein. Yes, this is your crazy family" in Norwegian is needing to be made...

I promise pictures as soon as he leaves. We have 4 days and I am not going to spend any of that time on a computer.  I know you all understand! :D

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Big sigh of relief

Yes, three weeks into school and the routine of things is getting back to being normal. There are new things on our routine. New school schedule, new work schedule, new schedule of being home/away for Daddy, drum lessons, swim lessons, a pay schedule for Jellybean.

Yes, she is watching her brother for the hour between the end of the school day and the end of my work day.  I am not about to ask her to do it for nothing but, given that she is a part of the family and is helping the family out by doing it, she is getting paid cheaply but it is "a lot of money" for someone her age - according to her. 

I like routine and that is why Fall usually brings me comfort.  You can rely on your meal plan because the weather will, 99% of the time, cooperate with your meal plan.  You can rely on Tuesday evenings being drum lessons so a quick easy supper is needed and Saturdays being swim lessons right after lunch so an early, lighter lunch is required and a planned snack brought for the car ride home.

I love Summer, very much but, I find by the end of it I have lost all motivation for meal plans, cleaning schedules, and have all but lost control on the ins and outs of running a smooth household.

This year has brought new challenges with schooling,  New school. New school system. New dynamic of children and new mindsets of children at the school.  Jellybean is experiencing racism and I think, although not substantiated yet, that that is the root of the issue with Bug being beaten up 3 times (that I know of) since the beginning of the year.  The biggest challenge for this mama is to not run to the school and feed the guilty boy to his parents on a nice platter and to just keep in contact with teachers and principal and documenting EVERYTHING... Ev-ery-thing...even if it is miniscule by itself to take to principals and school boards, if needed.  I have pictures of bruises and cuts and scrapes at the ready should this become a pattern and not a simple growing pain of getting to know a new school, the new kid and a bunch of new students who all ready have a natural order to their friendships.

It is also hard doing it without BigDaddy but we are learning to adapt.  He has been gone 4-5 weeks out of the last 6 and will be gone the next 2 on top of it.  It stinketh but it could always be worse.

So, here I am Big sigh of relief escaping my lips as I sit, realizing routine and normalcy is beginning to settle into the walls of this house again...although we are a bit on the excited side with a countdown going to the day my cousin, Svein, comes to visit from Italy!  The countdown is at 16 days!

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

A glimpse of a world outside her own

2 months and 19 days before she turns 11, Jellybean has experienced something I wish no one ever had to experience...ever. It is a hard lesson and not something easily processed but Jellybean has experienced her first bout of racism.  There is no such thing as prejudice in this house; I am a bunch of different nationalities and races. Some of our best friends are, we have been told, different races. Yes, it has been pointed out to us. I see people for their heart, that is what matters and that is the attitude we have taught to and marinated our children in.

Today, Jellybean's heart broke because a young friend of hers as decided that Jellybean is no longer her friend because Jellybean is white.  She doesn't understand, and I know nobody does, the mindset of racism.

I explained to her that she is always to remain nice to this young lady, to offer a smile and to pray for her. I also told her that she does not want to be friends with someone who judges anyone based on skin color.

I am new at this and so, I am requesting your help, your advice...anything else I can tell her, anything else I can do when/if there are future events

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

My Head has been Spinning

I know a lot of times I come back from a blogging sabbatical by saying how life has just been busy, and it has, but this sabbatical has been more about shock and grief.  My dad began dating, and married, a lady 20-some years ago. The majority of my life.  A couple weeks ago she chose to walk out of my dad's, and our, life. 

There has been a lot of grieving over what was, over what we thought was, over what never was and what never will be.

My biological mom, emotionally left us when I was 8. I am not going to go into the details of how or why, because I will not speak ill of her; she just did. When I was 13 years old, she chose to leave our home for good and our relationship has never been a true mother/daughter relationship since.  I fell in love with my step-mom as a mother figure, knowing that there were things that weren't perfect in that, seeing that there were differences in relationship between her kids and "his kids". I turned blind eyes to it because in my heart I just really wanted a "mom".

There have been, as in every relationship, little things that added up to become a giant, out of control ball of rolling goop. I am not going to say it was heavy handed on one side or the other because it takes two to dance, right? That being said, I have now seen two moms walk out of my life.

You may say something like "that doesn't have to be" and that's what I said too but circumstances and her words/actions have dictated that, no, it does have to be.  A choice has been made.

In the last two weeks I have cried more than I care to admit. My whole life one of my biggest desires is to have a relationship with a mom; even as a woman in my 30s, I desire that relationship, to have "those talks", those lunches, those moments... I pray that will come.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

The ladder, the bannock and the doorknob

Now I know you are dying to find out what those three things have in common on a day like today and in the same story no less so I will quit with the lollygagging and get on with it.

Today is my birthday. I know! I don't look a day over ssshmooshhmmmmttthirtymmumbleseven...fantastic! Because I am NOT a day over...well, that number. No I kid. I have no shame in my age. I have worked darn hard to get that number! :D

I tell you that to set the theme because Jellybean was in her room doing a few things and preparing for my birthday celebration that she had planned. Yep, just me and my two littlest kiddos today.

The door to Jellybean's room has, apparently, been sticking. This I did not know until AFTER today's kerfuffle. So, somehow, don't ask me how; her door got jammed shut, absolutely bonifiedly stuck! As in LOCKED. IN. HER. ROOM.  For over an hour my baby was stuck in her room while her babysitter and brother, downstairs, thought everything was cool.

She couldn't get their attention so she opened her window and finally got the attention of someone. Bug ran over to the neighbors to get a mom, who called some of our guy friends, two of them, to get Jellybean out.  In the mean time, she was a smidge hungry because what else do you do in times of being stuck but have the desire to eat bannock? {mmmm bannock} She was talking to a friend out the window who decided Jellybean needed bannock and through the, at the moment, screenless window, she threw some bannock up to Jellybean.  {I couldn't have made up this story if I had tried, people!}

The two men could NOT get Jellybean's door open so one went to get a ladder, climbed up and into Jellybean's room and blammo, she is now free and has no doorknob on her door.  But, she is able to go in and out of her bedroom at will. :D

Jellybean's biggest fear? That she would have to climb down the ladder.

The text I got from the babysitter? "I just want to let you know that Jellybean was in her room and door was stuck. Now she is safe."  This made no sense to me at work. In fact, I just sort of shrugged it off until I got home and managed to get the full story.  This is a definite Wedding Story, probably Grad story, first date story, fourteenth date story, tell-her-children story...interweb story...

Things I have learned today. You really can get locked in your room even if your door doesn't have a lock and Jellybean is afraid of ladders. Oh, AND the flower called Birds of Paradise is absolutely gorgeous! (I received a lovely bouquet from my friends at work today)

Seriously, People! No way I could make this up {grin}

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Because I grew up on a farm that's why!

"Mom, why do you like to catch frogs like boys? Girls aren't supposed to like catchin' frogs..."

We had a lot of fun in the midst of watching/playing a soccer game the other day. We caught frogs and gave them Spanish names. I don't know why they had to be Spanish. It seemed like the right thing to do at the time...because it was funny and made the kids laugh.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

I will follow on the path after you

A couple weeks ago we celebrated the 50th anniversary of one of my aunt and uncles! What an example of love and of what marriage should be! So thankful to have them in my life!

Top picture: Making sure he was cutting straight lines in the cake...humor is one of the keys to this dynamic marriage!
Middle picture: The happy couple
Bottom picture: smooching is another key...{grin}

Thank you, Auntie & Uncle for being so in love with each other and being such an excellent example to us of what love is and of what it looks like!  I love you!!!!

Monday, August 8, 2011

He's got da music in him

Bug is always dancing...ALWAYS... and by always I mean always!
 His sister caught him dancing at a wedding ceremony when he thought no one was looking...boy was he embarassed when he knew they had been watching him the entire time.

He dances as he is walking, as he eats supper, in the, dance, dance. And it doesn't matter if there is music playing or's in his bones...

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Because summer is all about fun

BabyK at the local fair in their town...

Saturday, August 6, 2011

To capture a moment

We recently discovered that one of my uncles is very sick. He has just been diagnosed with aggressive stage 4 double lung cancer... Not good.  The good part is that he still has strength, right now, to enjoy his family.  A couple days ago he started his second round of chemo and has just now begun to lose his hair.

Knowing this, his children, who were all together for a rare moment this past couple weeks, decided that we should take a day and get some family pictures while Uncle still has enough strength to do so.

It was such an honor for me that they asked me to do the photographing.  It was a beautiful day, complete with being with my family and sharing time and a nice meal with them.

A couple of shots from the day...

Auntie & Uncle

 My cousins and their fabulous spouse!

 One of my cousin's children
 Uncle and "the sons-in-law"...they were totally oblivious to the fact that B was being a terd... I love my family!!! :D

 "So this is love..."
 Minus one son
What a card! I love his makes me happy.

I loves me this boy!

Friday, August 5, 2011

Happy Friendiversary

18 years ago, I lay in a hospital room, having just had a beautiful baby girl (one who will all know as Rush). A young lady bounded across the room to her bed across the room from me, her boyfriend fooling around using the wheelchair.  She had just had a baby boy.  We introduced ourselves and the rest, they say, is history.

18 years of friendship. 18 years of laughter, tears, silliness and support.

Thanks, Shea, for being born on the 5th, making a way for me to get to know you and your amazing family!

Love you Crys!   Too bad we live so far apart happy friendiversary wings would be in order! :D

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Time sure flies

when you're having fun!

When I met this beautiful young lady she was just a baby; she would snuggle with me and giggle. She wrapped me around her tiny little finger. I have watched her grow from a squishy cheeked baby to an absolutely gorgeous young lady with an amazing sense of humor! I wish we could spend more time with you...know that we love you to pieces!

Crazy, fun-loving girl!
Happy 14th bday, BabyK!!!! (July 28th)

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

They say it's your birthday...

...ok, ok...I promise you I will not sing!  It's's just that I {sniff} practiced and {sniffle} worked really hard and...nah, just kidding!

Anyway, back to the birthday thing.

Today just happens to be a very special day for my dear Rush. Today she turns 18 years old.  Holy guacamole, Batman! Did you say 18?!?! Yes, I sure did! 18 years old. She said on facebook "Well, it's official. I am old." Pardon me my dear but I am double your age so what does that make me... ha ha ha...

We had a wonderful birthday outdoor bbq for her on Monday (for my American friends, that means 'grill' not real bbq). What was on the menu for an 18 year old's meal of choice? Steaks - medium rare, stuffed potatoes, salad, multi-grain bread with asiago and artichoke spread and angel food cake with strawberries and strawberry icecream.  Yumalicious.

Once I got home I realized that I didn't get a single picture of me with my girl but I did get some shots...still on my camera but here's one from my phone!

My beautiful 18 year old girl! What a delight you are! I am so thankful our relationship is growing stronger and stronger, that you feel you can call me and talk, that we laugh and have fun again. My heart is full of so much joy. I thank God for where we have come from, where we are and where we are headed! I love you baby!

My beautiful girl!

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Never Satisfied

Why is it that we as women (primarily women, some men too) are rarely satisfied with our looks? Why is it that after 3 children, 3 c-sections & 4 pregnancies I am just as unsatisfied with my body as I was when I was a 20-something year old with a 5 foot 6 inch frame carrying a mere 100 lbs?

Why is it that, as a mother of 7 and grandma to 1, I can't look at my rolls, lumps and jiggles with a sense of pride and accomplishment? Have I not, in a sense, earned each and every one of these stretch marks and these hips that don't fit well into the latest trends? Why must we constantly run the race to beauty with the proverbial carrot dangling in front of our noses that we will never quite reach?

With maturity does one not gain insight into what is truly important, what is truly worth being sought after? Evidently not.  Perhaps I just have not reached maturation {grin} but I thought that at my, nearing, 37 years, that I was at least a bit closer than I was at 16.  It seems, however, that I have some sort of a glitch - instead of maturing, the self-image part of me has been retarded, stunted.

Let the record show, we are moms. We are real life people. We don't have personal trainers, personal chefs, personal stylists, personal nannies to care for our children so we can dedicate countless hours to our waist-lines, botox, yoga, nail appointments and what-not.  I can not allow myself to think that is an image I want for myself - it is unattainable {maybe that is why so many celebrities, um, losing their focus on reality.} For the record, I do not have skilled airbrushing personnel to ensure that my every appearance is flawless.

I am flawed. You are flawed. I will never be model thin, at least not again. I wasn't even happy with myself when I was. And I shall never strive for my happiness to be wrapped up in appearances. Appearances are as fleeting as the next gray hair.  I do know that I am needing to shed a few pounds. Not a lot. But in order to be at a nice "healthy" weight, I would like to see approximately 35 pounds gone. 

I'll let you in on a little secret though...

...I certainly am not going to let my joy or my happiness ride on 35 pounds...not anymore

Friday, July 22, 2011

And the beat goes on

and on and on...

That's what happens in the house of an up & coming 8 year old drummer with a passion for a beat...

...and loud. Yes, he has a passion for loud.

I know many of you know just what I am saying, especially one friend/reader in particular who has a few musicians (boy ones) living in her house. (While you're here, reading, follow the link and pop by her blog. She is a fantastic storyteller with some uber amazing makeagain recipes that will leave your moouth watering.)

Back to Bug, currently he is downstairs drumming away.  He's got a good beat going and is so loud the fish are swimming to his soundwaves...wish I were kidding.  They may have even tried to cover their ears with their fins...(ok ok...they don't have ears).

P.S. Why does it seem the only time my children fight is when I am trying to get ready for church?

P.P.S Why do I seem to feel the need to look at the floor to yell at them if they are on a lower level than me? Do I think they can see the "angry face" and make them listen quicker...

Yes, that is what it is like in our least tonight...Heh, I won't front. My life is great and I enjoy most moments.  I have joy that is limitless but, we have "family moments" like every one's all in the way you handle things right? If you can end a fight with both opposing parties laughing with each other, it is a good moment.

Wedding Antics

 Love this shot of Bride and her I said the thread that ran through the very fabric of this wedding was fun & laughter.

 Strike a pose, ladies

Pie Are Squared

No they aren't; they are round but, that was the theme of today.  Today my baby, my youngest, my Bug turned 8 years old. I know! That's what I thought when I woke up this morning to! Kind of a 'Where in the dickens have the last 8 years gone and who was driving that speeding bus?' Maybe Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock got a hold of my life and turning it into a spinoff of Speed.

So anyway, back to the Pie Are Squared thing... We had a couple of the birthday boy's favorite things: his favorite kind of "pizza pie" and for dessert, his favorite kind of pie.  He has all ready had cupcakes (this past Sunday) with all his buddies and he had a sleepover with one of his best buddies last night.

This boy, this young man, who turned 8 has a heart of gold, whose smile can capture you in a moment where you are frozen in time, whose eyes are so blue, so kind, so innocent, so full of love you can fall into them and never want to leave, a boy who has music locked into the marrow of his bones. He is always dancing, always singing, always drumming...

This young man, whom I adore...Happy Birthday, Bug. I'll love you forever. I'll like you for always. As long as I'm living, my baby you'll be.
There was a food theme to his birthday this year.  Jellybean didn't have the money to buy him what she wanted so she scrounged what money she had and bought him a chocolate doughnut. The bride from this past weekend's wedding brought him over her favorite dish as a child, sunomono salad (this but without the crab or shrimp).

Other than that he has birthday money and gift cards to spend, new rollerblades and his buddy who just moved has informed me that he is sending him a tackle box with a couple of hooks. He will be so excited by the gesture and the knowledge that his buddy, now two provinces away, did not forget about him.

Thursday, July 21, 2011


From beginning to end this wedding was about fun.  The bride & groom were officially married last year but being a fun-loving couple, they wanted to share the joy with their friends and family.  There was the grand entrance of the attendants boogying in to "Eye of the Tiger", the bride being driven to the aisle by her dad on a Harley Davidson and the laughter that filled the park they were married in.  All thread through the wedding the atmosphere of F.U.N.

It was also the very first wedding I shot on any kind of official basis.

 The bride writing out the groom's vows from her phone.

 Smooches on the Harley
 Anxiously awaiting the arrival of his bride

 Walking down the aisle with her daddy.

Flowergirl and beautiful daughter of the bride.
 Yes, she read her vows off her phone; it would not have been their wedding if there were not moments like this.
Mr & Mrs