January 2nd 2009

Hey there hiatus

I think almost every day in the past week or two, I have said I had to update my blog. You see how that worked out.

Christmas was fine, we managed to see pretty much everyone and eat too much. Funny stories abound everywhere, including this touching interchange between my mom and Emma.

I didn’t take too many pictures, I was relaxing and being “in” the moment instead of photographing the moment. I also spent some time just doing fun things, instead of work things or house things or mom things.

I’d like to say I caught up on things, but it seems I just had a lull. Server emergencies and last-minute things still happen over major holidays. But let’s hit the highlights shall we? Because we all know if I don’t get it down now, I never will. :)

- there was a power outage Christmas morning. Meaghan & I noticed at 6am. By 6:30, the crew was outside and Ron was bringing them gingerbread men.

- we spoiled our kids and got them each a major present. Emma got a portable DVD player (which I gave her on her birthday by accident) as well as a stack of movies, and a couple stocking stuffers, Sarah got her own digital camera (plus stocking stuffers) and we got Meaghan a KitchenAid mixer - plus a few more stocking stuffers, just in case. ;)

I know there were a lot of anti-consumerist posts before the holidays, and I had a little bit of a rant / explanation, and I should probably point out I’m not trying to be defensive here. But, you know, we had a couple of pretty lean years recently. The stuff we bought is still within our budget or under what a LOT of people usually spend at Christmas. I can justify each purchase quite a bit. :) Emma watches a lot of movies and hogs the tv, which is an issue, plus there are two dvd players we have that broke recently. Sarah takes amazing pictures, and is out way more than I am. And since I have killed two cheaper stand mixers and Meg cooks quite a bit, a pro one (on SALE even) is a smart choice.

- we got Mom & Carl a digital picture frame, which they were really happy with.

- when Addison and Kaytlyn got here, we gave them a night in a hotel, plus a donation to the Canadian Spinal Research Association. I thought Kaytlyn was going to cry. As a side note and follow-up, Addison says that Guitar Hero (which they brought with them) has really helped with the nerve damage in his arm. (For new readers: He broke his neck in 2004.)

- also, when your grown children come visit, you can clean out your freezer and send them home with two bags of food you don’t want. They get fed, you get a cleaner freezer.

- Ron got me an elliptical trainer a couple weeks before Christmas, so we exchanged smaller things on the actual day. He got me jammies, I got him a coffee grinder & beans.

Even still, this was nothing outside of what we can afford, since we tend to deny ourselves of frivolous things from about October on, what with all the birthdays and Christmas we save purchases for those occasions. Yes, even socks. ;)

Also, a cleint sent me a present. I was telling her that the only exercise I got was going downstairs to refill my tea, so after she heard I got an elliptical, she sent me a glass tea pot with blooming tea, so I can relax in the office. :)

Other news:

- Sarah got a second job. It’s at a renamed access center, now an Adult Learning Center, in the local school. The difference in attitude is huge. her boss there doesn’t feel threatened that Sarah is a “just” a teenager and might know more than she does. In fact, the boss is greatly relieved. :D Sarah gets to sit on the computer all day and do web stuff for them. Well, she will when they get their Internet back up, because the school is off on holidays.

- We finally got in a visit to Saint John. I haven’t been there in two years, and haven’t seen my grandfather in that time. I can’t remember if I mentioned it, but he’s been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. the visit was okay. It’s just really sad to see him like this, he’s so tired and old. You have to know him really well to see the differences, but they are there. Even if he is in his 90’s. It’s a 500km round trip, and we did it in one day.

- On the up side, we had bought domains and starting building sites for my aunt and my father, for their professional lives. They were both pleased. *Phew*. I was a bit nervous about it, but I’m hoping it will give them both a career boost. Also, I had picked up a small stained glass suncatcher of Snoopy on his doghouse, for my aunt who is a long-time Snoopy fan. Even though it had obvious repairs and I paid ten whole cents for it, she loved it.

Since we’re packrats on that side of the family, and tend to clean out in batches and pass things around (see above with the freezer bit), we came home with a couple large boxes of things, and a fruitcake known as “the Brick”.

why the Rotarians thinks giving seniors, half of whom are probably diabetic, a large chemically-filled fruitcake doorstop is beyond me.

(Yes, I have been eating it. Tastes okay, except for the  extra preservatives.)

- we’ve been doing crafty things. Meaghan has been re-covering notebooks, here’s one example and I’ll be posting the rest with instructions at some point. So on a couple of stops, we headed in to Micheal’s and picked up large gorgeous sheets of cardstock. Mom gave is a 50% off coupon and Ron picked up a large tub of melt & pour soap, which we have just started to play with.

- One of Emma’s stocking stuffers was a couple small Perler bead kits. We all got hooked and eventually picked up a huge bucket. on New Year;s Eve, we watched the food network and made melted bead creations becasue we party hard like that.

- Right before Christmas, our back doorknob came off. Not terribly surprising. So guests were greeted with needle-nosed vice grips to turn it. We did have a replacement knob, but somehow lost the deadbolt (so that’s what the piece of metal was that has been floating around the house), and by the time we got to the hardware store for a replacement, it was Christmas Eve and Ron was enjoying himself before working on the house. It’s fixed now though. :D

- the stove has been picky, something to do with with the feed. of course, it acts up on the coldest days and nights. Last night, it went out shortly after the last of us had gone to bed. (Note: we have an electric heater at the other end of the house too) When I woke up, it was freezing and of course windy, which is hard to keep the house heated anyway. We put plastic over more windows downstairs. I accidentally put tape on a dry part of my lip and ripped off some skin. (Ow.) While we warmed up under the covers, we watched the food network (yes, AGAIN) and made perler bead creations.

So the overall theme of the holidays so far has been us being slighty chilly while in our flannel jammies, eating too much chocolate, tuned into the Food Network, playing on the Wii together now that we have a second remote, or troubleshooting someone’s server. including our own.

I’ve also been trying to work out every day. I did skip a couple here and there, but the benefits are starting to show. I sleep better, and I can feel my metabolism and brain ramping up. the down side is I want to do so much in the run of a day, I can’t do it all and get frustrated. I want to clean and organize every single room. RIGHT NOW. :D

The tree is still up though. The boxes are in the sunporch, it’s cold out there since it’s unheated, and I want to wait for a warm day to cut down on heat loss. Such is my day.

Sorry this is disjointed - I also got called away and took a phone call in the middle. :)

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December 24th 2008

Christmas is RUINT!

Before you panic, Christmas is not “ruint”. It’s one of those oft-repeated phrases we toss around here during this time of the year. Why? well, pull up a chair, get some eggnog…

Some of the members of my family on the female side tend to go a little overboard, searching, as we all sometimes do, for that holiday perfection. Yes, I am guilty of this myself. Now I don’t know if something specific happened, or of there was a big family blowout, but I do know a large portion of my family got quite tired of my grandmother (my mom’s mother) and her endless fiddling with everything to make it perfect. Just decorating the tree takes three days, as every ornament must be equidistant from each other. Maybe it was this, maybe it was one or more of us bawling and bellowing that something ridiculous like the silverware drawer wasn’t clean enough for company, or the bathroom wasn’t decorated just so.

And because we are family, we have no qualms about knocking each other off these pedestals of ridiculous perfection. I’m not sure who started it, maybe it was my grandfather, know as Papa to all. “That’s it!” I’ve heard him holler more than once, “Christmas is RUINED!” But given we are Maritimers through and through, and most of us have that harsh East Coast sea-faring tone to our voices, it comes out as “Christmas is RUINT!”

This week, as I have somewhat tried to cobble things together, and started to get stressed, the members of my household are quick to remind me. It’s not the perfect decorations, the magazine-like settings, the caterer-quality food, but the time we spent together. Well, there still better be enough food, they don’t care as long as it’s edible.

But anyway, when one section of lights on the fabulously decorated white and gold tree went out, right in front, we just laughed and said, “Christmas is RUINT!”

When we couldn’t find the Boney M Christmas Album, we said “Christmas is RUINT!”

We even try to find the most ridiculous suggestions of perfection and yell “Christmas is RUINT!” just because.

When I forgot to put the timer on for the gumdrop loaf Ron loves and I haven’t made in at least 3 years, using nanny’s recipe, all written over, I almost cried, but I still said with a smile, “Christmas is RUINT!” He ate it anyway.

When my mom gets here in a couple more hours, she’s probably note the wrapping paper she used doesn’t match mine OR the tree, and she’ll scream “Christmas is RUINT!” Then we’ll really laugh.

Regardless of what happens - if I get those presents finally wrapped and those jammie pants sewn, Christmas morn will still dawn like it has for two thousand years. So, on this holiday eve, may you have a great time being surrounded by family, and I hope your Christmas isn’t “RUINT!”

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December 21st 2008

In the middle of it all

Hmmm, where was I? Oh yeah, Ron gave me his cold. How kind! I was out for two whole days, the rest has been catchup. We’ve been running around everywhere and I’ve been trying to finish up a few maddening things before the holidays.

Emma’s day - we made a snowman cake, seen here:
The Lighting of Waxy Sticks

Easy enough to make with 3 round pans in different sizes.

As usual, she thought her birthday was awesome. I wavered between giving her what I said I would, and giving her what I picked up for Christmas. Unfortunately, Ron & I had a conversation while I was a) sick and b) about to fall asleep after 11 pm at night.

So Emma got her Christmas present on her birthday.

(which doesn’t really matter in the long run.)

When I haven’t had brain for computer work (which I have recently had to do one thing at a time, instead of 4 at once) I’ve been out in the craft room fondling my fabric. Yesterday, I was so driven to sew, I finished up a rag quilt I started… uh… 4 years ago at least. Didn’t take any pictures yet, but it’s PINK. Pink and flannel and raggedy.

Yes, it’s for Emma. She gave it 8 thumbs up this morning. She snuggled under it after her bath and while I was still snipping the edges.

Something about the holidays makes me want to sew & create and make a whole pile of stuff. The older girls had picked out some blue flannel for pajama pants, and I have the fabric already to cut out. I hope to do that today.

Then I have two client things (okay, maybe three) I absolutely must do before the holidays and THEN I can enjoy myself and all the prep that goes with it.

Yes. I enjoy the prepping for the holidays. That’s part of the holiday for me. :D

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December 16th 2008

Emma’s Eve

Tomorrow is Emma’s eight birthday. Hard to believe, I know. Just now, she asked us that “since Christmas had an Eve, maybe we could have an Emma’s Eve for *her* birthday, and she will spin the wheel in her head to pick which present from someone she can open tonight. How does that sound?”

Swear to God, that’s what she said.

***

In the car recently:

Emma: “I want some mittens with fingers like Sarah has.”

Meaghan: “You mean gloves.”

Emma: “No, I mean MITTENS! With FINGERS!”

Me: “Those are gloves honey.”

Later, with Sarah in the car I looked at her mitts. She has the ones with the mitten flap that folds down to show fingerless gloves. Yep, mittens with fingers - what else do we call them?

***

I took Emma out shopping for presents. when we came back, we had to wrap up quickly to help not spoil any surprises. One present needed a box. Emma saw Daddy near the pile of recycling - and boxes.

Emma: “Daddy, I need a box,”

Ron: “You do?”

Emma: “Yeah, a …. slipper-sized one…”

Later, I said to Ron, “Act surprised.”

Ron: “Well, I don’t know what color they are.”

***

At the grocery store, the World’s Slowest Clerk In-Training is having a conversation with Emma. “What do you want for Christmas?” the clerk asks Emma.

“It’s not about what *I* want,” she says with tears welling up in her eyes, “I just want to see the looks on everyone’s faces when they open up the presents I got for them.”

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December 15th 2008

Early

Ron has been sick for the past few days. He eventually started to think that maybe it’s something like he had last time, and we’re both trying to flush out his system before it gets that bad.

So I’m up early. Sarah has to be to work for 10, and her alarm will go off any minute now. Nobody else is up, not even Meaghan, who sometimes wakes up early with me. It’s so nice and quiet. I like the leisurely pace.

And then I remembered I have a scheduled call at 10. One that has been delayed twice already.

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December 9th 2008

20

Sometimes I wonder where all the years went. How the story goes that we celebrate today as the anniversary of the day we met, yet we had spoken before this, it’s just the one day I can really remember. Like it was last month. I sit back and think how lucky I am to have married such a wonderful man, someone to whom I can communicate without words. Just a look, an expression, a raise of an eyebrow - that can say it all.

me&ron1

And I’ve lived with him longer than anyone else in my entire family. He knows my mind better than I do some days, and despite that, continues to get up every morning and go to bed every night, telling me he loves me. It doesn’t seem to matter, all the in-betweens, the driving each other crazy, the witty banter, and the occasional need for a long walk.

me&ron2

We’re still disgustingly in love, acting like a couple of teenagers or something. And I still see that special look in his eyes.

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