Saturday, August 14, 2010
Closets R Us
Monday, August 9, 2010
How Far We've Come in the Kitchen Department
Finally the peninsula has an overhang for the kids to sit at on our new stools and eat some freshly baked chocolate chip cookies and share their deepest fears and secrets with their June Cleaver-esque mom. Well, the cookies are probable. Don't hold your breath for the rest.
Counterfitting
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Where Is Indiana Jones??
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Do You Like My Hat?
For the past few days both kids have been away: J was at a friend's cottage and S was with his grandparents. It hasn't been an uneventful few days, though, because Scooby ingested something awful that came out again from both ends with amazing force, I went for a job interview for which I'm pretty sure the successful candidates are already selected, and the planning for a certain couple's upcoming 50th wedding anniversay is well underway. So when J picked up some supplies and put them on his head, I laughed and laughed. He looked positively Seussian. I really missed him!
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Deer in the Woods
Scooby, in his morning search for the perfect blade of grass on which to relieve himself, scampered so close to the deer that I thought for sure he'd scare the poor thing away. But Scoob seemed to not notice the animal and ran on past.
On closer inspection, this deer had a curious seam across its withers and its gaze was woody and absent. And it only had one front leg ... and only one hind leg. And it was riddled with bullet holes. And made of styrofoam. Hmm. It appears that we have been the victims of a cruel hoax. Who the perpetrators are we do not yet know, but INTERPOL is working on it.
In the meantime, he remains in the front trees, and greets me with his wooden stare every morning. I think he needs a name ... any ideas?
Friday, July 30, 2010
A Camper's Paradise
I love it all: the tent, hot tea in the morning, itchy mosquito bites, the frantic rush to put up a tarp in the rain, meeting camp site neighbours, swimming at the rocks, canoeing in the sunshine, biking through the mud, hearing the call of loons, hammock naps, sunburnt shoulders, poptarts and jujubes ... really, it does not get any better. Why do the days fly by so much more quickly when you're on vacation?
Girl's Night Out
Art Gallery
Saturday, July 17, 2010
A Saturday in July
My better half has been working like a demon, though, and still has found time to install new fans in the kid's bedrooms (same fan) which have remote controls and nice bright lights and whir along brilliantly keeping the heat wave at bay. It's hard to find ceiling fans that don't look hideous, are the right size, don't sound like the Concorde landing on your roof and are in a reasonable price range.
Also, the mirror for the upstairs bathroom was ordered, picked up and installed ... and it looks MAGNIFICENT! The only drawback is that I have a full view of myself as I exit the shower which is a bit of a fright first thing in the morning.
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