Monday, December 3, 2012

What My Mother Thinks I Do

"I help with the books, run hot shot deliveries, supervise the household, teach Sunday School, operate the fork-lift when R isn't around, and tie the odd diamond hitch."

Thus I describe myself on my profile.  As I haven't looked at my blog much in the past few months, it brought a smile to my face as I read it.  The part that I love the best is that it's not how I see myself, but it's how my mother sees me.  In her 2011 Christmas letter, that's how she described me.  Let me tell you, not only do I tie the odd (double) diamond hitch, but they are also very odd, despite my dad's teaching.  Knots and I are not friends.

Double Diamond Hitch ( that is NOT me tying) 


I'm glad my mother thinks I'm a superhero.

Friday, November 30, 2012

A Long Absence

"The older you get, the faster time goes.  Already time feels just like a dot."  Sally, age 5

If poor Sally is feeling the passing of time already, that must mean that R and I are really feeling it.  I'm sure that summer just ended.  But somehow I'm looking at the last day of November.  I'm not really sure how that happened.

There was an article in November's Reader's Digest about how we measure time.  According to the article, when there are many new experiences and a change in routine, time seems to go faster right then.  But when you look back, it seems amazing that so much was fit into such a little time.  Conversely, when you are doing the same routine day in and out, time will seem to drag on but when you look back, it flew by.  The days are long, but the years are short.

It summarizes our summer and fall.  Summer was full.  We went camping (we're almost at glamping level now!) a couple times, took the trailer to the coast for a week, I went riding for a week in the Wilmore Wilderness (north of Jasper, AB) with my mom, my parents came here for a week, we didn't stop.  The result, the summer seemed to fly and crawl at the same time.  Looking back, it was one of our best summers.  It was full and just long enough.  This fall, I realized with shock that the span from the beginning of school to the end of October was as long as our whole summer holidays.  How is that possible?  Summer felt so long.

Fall has not.  Fall has been flying by, each day melting into the next so that I look back and can't figure out how a month has gone by, let alone 3.

Don't blink.

Sunday, July 1, 2012

Memory Lane

The Internet has been around for quite some time.  My kids think nothing of asking Google when they don't know an answer.  I think nothing of it now.  Back before Internet... or at least before my family had Internet (I'm trying not to date myself too much here) I guess I just didn't wonder much about anything back then.

But sometimes, even Google can't help me.  And I don't really know who can.  Does anyone remember those truck commercials from the mid 90's.  They had two grumpy old men who were always arguing.  They were like a series.  Google is not coming to my aid, and it's driving me crazy.  I think they were Ford, but I don't know that for sure.

So, anyone remember those commercials, have one on an old VHS that I could see?  Not really sure why I want to see them, other than to prove to me that TD's current old guys really aren't that original!

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Things I want for Mother's Day

1.  The house to myself for a full day.  I get time to myself, that’s not an issue, but there’s something about having the house just to myself that sounds so appealing.  Probably because it almost never happens.  It’s happening right now.  It’s amazing.  I love it because it’s temporary.
2.  … see number 1.

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

May Hibernation

It's May.  Which means that crazy has begun.  Birthdays, anniversaries, day trips, gardening (I'm giving it a try this year), horses, field trips, over night trips, retreats, holidays, the list doesn't end.

So for now, this blog is in hibernation.  It's just one more thing to think about right now and I don't think I have the mental capacity.

Have a wonderful spring and summer!