Saturday, October 24, 2009

An Awesome Day

So a beautiful sunny day... some family pictures in the hills with my favorite people.. (and kids that co-operated fairly well)... A hubby that actually was into the picture taking.. (Yep)... and then a surprise date by 'said' hubby to Stage West (without kidlets), to a hilariously funny play called "Married Alive".. equals .. (sigh) an Awesome Day..

to check out sneak pics of our family .. go to: (check out Oct archives).. Janelle did an amazing job.

:( P.S. Too bad when we woke up the next morning the window on my vehicle was smashed, my GPS was missing, along with Wade's truck getting tossed and about $500 worth of tools missing, and a hot water tank that was spewing water everywhere..

Oh Well.. I guess blissfulness only lasts a few hours...

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Bandaids Fix Everything

Wade was working out of town today when he witnessed a dog attacking a 'muscrat'... So he brought it home to try and 'fix' it.. Isaac's solution... was a Scooby do bandaid..

A Bad Case of the Tuesdays

What to do on an overcast day when the kids are all crying... Nothing cures the 'blues' like fresh homemade cinammon buns..


I really think i was meant to have boys.. I could really get into hockey and football in a big way.. Wade - not so much.. Last year it was me and Isaac that took to the rink for skating and a little hockey... And on Saturday morning when i mentioned that Nathan Rowe had a football game - i was met with less than enthusiastic response... (sigh.. oh well) SO my good friend Amanda Pipke , her little 'cutie' Lucy and I and my gang packed up and went to watch the game.. It was a soupy mess to get to the stands.... but well worth it.. The "Mavericks" faced off the "Cowboys".. and unfortunately after a series of bad reffing calls... the Mighty 'Mavericks' lost.. but was fun to watch Nathan #3, Tyrone Munro #82, and Jesse Peterson #88...

P.S. I'm thinking i should learn a bit more of the rules.. or at least pay attention that when the flag is on the field it doesn't matter how loud i yell to cheer on the little guy running toward the end zone with the ball.. (it doesnt count).... Alas
Someday it will not matter how big my house is, how much money is in the bank, or where i have travelled.. only that I have been important in the life of a child...