Happy. Sad

Happy.

William Charles L*******k was born on December 4th 2012 after a quick 4 hours labour weighing in at 8 lbs on the nose.

 17 years less a day since we had Son #1.

My sister is over the moon to be his grandma.

He is cuter than cute and, trust me, I am not biased in this opinion at all!

Pictures will follow once I pay Blogger for the priviledge to post pics of our new family member.

Sad.

My husband's brother has been diagnosed with cancer.

It's an agressive form.
It's in his bowel, colon, intestines and liver.

He has a wife and three young sons.

He is getting treatment and we are praying for a positive outcome.











Life can change in the blink of an eye.

Tell those you love how you feel.
Treat everyone with kindness and respect.
Keep a smile on your face and happiness in your heart.

too old...

I went to an exercise class tonight.

Oh God.

I'm uncoordinated.

I run like a girl.

I have no strength.

I can do three skip ropes in a row.

I nearly screamed out loud when I had to do a bench press.

I'm really good with a hula hoop.

No one openly laughed at me.

I'm going back on Thursday.

I am a sucker for punishment. determined to get into shape.

More Ramblings about the past Few Days

Son #1 passed his drivers test on Wednesday and can now drive off in the car without me. 

 Scary.

On the baby front, he is taking his time showing his face. 

His grandma (my sister)  is there until after Christmas - maybe that's why he's taking his time.

I have bought zero Christmas gifts to-date. 

 My friend is finished.

 Hearing this puts me in a panic.

We have spent nearly $10,000 in dental work this year between the two boys. 

 Now the vet says Archie the dog needs dental work. This will set us back nearly $2300.

 Does anyone else do this or am I being scammed?

http://howmanyarethere.net/how-many-teeth-do-dogs-have/

I made vinetarta last weekend. Son #2 announced that he'd forgotten just how delicious it was and how much he loved it. 

For those of you who are unfamiliar, vinetarta is an 8 layered Icelandic cake.
 My gramma (Arnebjorg Bjarnarson) used to make it at Christmas and now I do too. 

We love it!

 Compared to other Icelandic delicacies like roast goat or blood pudding this is a very gentle nod to the Icelandic traditions.

http://www.leifnorman.net/islendingadagurinn-icelandic-festival-day-4/

Every year we go to the hills and cut down a Christmas tree.  This year The Husband thinks we should cut one down that grows in our yard near  the driveway.  

First the Advent Calendar, now the tree - I see Christmas traditions crumbling around me.

I was going to post a picture of it but Blogger tells me I have gone over my "quota" and now need to purchase space. 
Really?
I walked down the driveway and through shrubery in my slippers! to take the picture 
So from this post on Words Only!

The Volunteer Fire Dept is having their annual Christmas party this Saturday.  

We do Secret Santa after dinner.  There is a $15.00 limit and most of the gifts are fun, useful or alcoholic.  

My friend bought a candle making kit where one uses his own penis to make the mold. 

This is it.

 Clone A Willy Candle Kit - $23.00 Sale! $19.85

  This kit contains:  Custom molding tube designed to accommodate virtually any penis, even the curved ones  Specially timed molding gel. Warm, algae-based molding gel is specially timed so you’re guaranteed to get a perfect mold of your erect willy!  Cinnamon scented paraffin wax. Allows even the most intricate detail to be reproduced exactly as it appears on the original.  Wooden skewer to poke the wick through your mold.See directions in kit for how this works.  Candle wick.  Easy to follow directions.  Simple and fun step-by-step process allows anyone to create their own professional replica quickly and easily.

If you want to see what it looks like click this link.

http://chocolatefantasies.com/peniscandles.htm 

I hope I don't choose her gift....

And while you are at it Santa,  please ask Blogger to give me more photo space so I don't have to move to TypePad!

Do You Know What Today Is?

I didn't either.

Today is World "Hello" Day.

So be sure to make someone's day, smile and say Hello!

Hello!

Stuff About Nothing and No More Word Verification

They said they didn't want to do this again this year - that they are getting too old.
I made this thing when Son #1 was two and Son #2 was on the way.
It took me hours to make those characters - by the time I got to the cow and camels I knew proportion was not an option.

Let's just call this 'folk art'

I knew this was coming - last year the Wise Men were standing on their heads, the camels were perched on the palm tree trunks and we had sheep in the sky instead of angels and stars.

I think instead of putting chocolate in each pocket (along with the figure to put in the nativity scene) I will put money into the pockets.
That should spark the desire to carry on this tradition.
Bribery, you are my friend.

And boys, when I said "Grow Up!"  I did not mean giving up stuff like this.

It's winter here and pretty nice.  

Son #1 likes to take photos and this is a picture he took in the hills near our house.  

The doe and her two babies  went about their daily activities while photos were taken of them.  They were aware that Sean was there but seemed not to care.  

He has 30 minutes of pictures and this one is my favourite. 

 I love how her tongue is licking the lichen off the tree branch.

My niece and her husband are expecting a baby in less than  2 weeks. 

 I'm excited - even though I am almost 3000 miles away from them.  

I have been sewing and making baby things - this is the quilt I sent.  

The nursery has a dog theme.
Their baby is a boy!

This is some of the other stuff I made.

My pottery room is full (over-full really) of items that need to be glazed.
Lots of beads and pendants for jewelry - fussy, piddly stuff.

To go with these that are waiting to be strung.

Many of these are Christmas orders.
 I hate the glazing process.
Maybe I'd like it more if my pottery room wasn't the size of a closet.

I am stalling and putting it off..

Procrastination, you are not my friend.
I should do something about that.

Maybe tomorrow.





I'm going to Les Ballet Jazz de Montreal with The Ladies on Tuesday night - so excited!



I know I will try some of their moves once I leave the building.
 I hope for full black-out darkness when I try this leap.
 I know it will not be successful.
Or pretty.


And now I am leaving the house to go and pick up Son #1 from Silver Star Mountain Resort where he spent the night with 27 other people in his friend's dad's new condo.
I hope the condo is still in respectable condition when they leave.

I can't wait until he passes his N driver road test - two more weeks!!
Fingers are crossed that he doesn't make any mistakes - his friend hit a pedestrian - just a small nudge but a failure none the less.
I sympathize as did the same to a State Trooper in a Key West Florida gas station.

He was very nice and only limped for a short time.

Like an old car that needs a tune up, I have run-on.
So I'll chug to a stop now.

Have a great weekend everyone.

and....
word verification is off and comment moderation is on.
Whew! what an ordeal it is dealing with computer robots.

Robot Spam Annihilator

My lovely friend Suzanne , who is much smarter than I, suggested I use word verification for my comments section.

This is why I love the blog world - I meet so many people who help me with my struggles.  

Thank you Suz!

)(^#*&%&^@& !!! SPAM

Everyday I get approximately 1600 spam comments and they fill up my email box and many of your comments get deleted as they get lumped in with the spam  and I just don't have time to go through every &^$%(#*&^ Ambien  comment so for now I am shutting off my comments section.

I hate to do this - I love hearing what you have to say and I love the dialogue we continue once you place your comment.

Really, I have met some wonderful people through this site and this is almost like saying  I don't want you to come over for a visit.
But that's not true , please, don't leave me.

So,  if you want to write something to me, please add my email to your contacts list or friend me on Facebook.  http://www.facebook.com/joy.donovan.31

What's that saying?  'We won't let the bastards win'?  

Okay you Ambien Bastards my comments will be turned off on Sunday Night November 11, 2012.

It hurts me to do this.

And don't tell them but in a month or so (???) when they've forgotten about me,  I will turn my comments section back on.

The Art of Conversation

I know there are several things you can say to open up dialogue with someone.
What you say can strike a chord, nerve or memory and often some pretty interesting conversations ensue.

The local radio station, on this mornings drive into town,  asked the question, 'should men sit or stand to do the pee pee.'

Apparently this is a hot topic - there were hundreds of calls.
Lots of people had an opinion on this topic and wanted us to know what that opinion was.

I have lots to say about lots of things but peeing position is not one of them.

Have we run out of things to talk about?

Sigh.



“I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.” 
― Oscar Wilde

Love It or Hate It

We had a wee bit of snow and The Boys were out trying gather together enough snow to start the build of their front yard snowboard park.

This photo below does not pertain to them as they would shovel all day long just to build some jumps.

For the rest of us this is just too close to home.

Their shovelling efforts were in vain - the sun came out and now the snow is gone.

yay

Run!

Last night The Boys and I went for a run.

Not far, 1 km out 1 km back.

When we were returning home Son #1 said "mom, you run like your shoes are going to fall off."

Thank goodness it was dark  and no one could see me try to kill him.

Mammograms and Ogopogo Hallucinations

Once a year I go for a mammogram.

Not the most pleasant experience but, by far, not the worst.

And it is quick.
 In, strip, four images and leave.
10 minutes to save your life.

I don't always get the same technician.  

Some are young, some are old, some are chatty, some are funny, some are odd.

Friday's technician fell into the last category.

She and her husband were driving back from Vancouver and when they passed through Peachland or Summerland, or one of those tiny towns perched on top of a mountain side with a clear and full view of Okanagan Lake, when she saw Ogopogo.

Ogopogo is a mythological creature similar to the Loch Ness Monster.
It is said to live in Okanagan Lake.

http://ogopogomonster.com

Several say they have seen it and the only documentation is some wave action where this water creature was said to be.

I'm pretty sure it isn't real but I still panic when weeds touch my legs.

Back to my mammography technician story.

She told me, while standing behind her protective screen, while I was trapped - held captive really - in her imaging machine that people who do not believe that Ogopogo exists are really narrow minded and she was going to, single handed if necessary, right the world of this wrong.

'Get any pictures of it?' I asked (knowing the answer would be no.)

"Everyone wants pictures! is it not enough to just realize that we are not alone in this world? That other things exist?"

I was getting a bit nervous.


'Did your husband see it too?' I asked
'Of course not, he was driving.'


Uh huh - just as I thought.

My take on her sighting of this mythical creature?

I hope someone reads the results of my screening.
I'm not sure what she might see in the image of the insides of my breasts..


http://www.two-views.com/Mammogram/During.html


These aren't mine.
Mine aren't that perky.

We Are all a Little Loonie

A Canadian economist has been rallying to have the population of Canada (and elsewhere) stop calling our dollar coin "The Loonie".

He says it's a joke and childish.
He takes great shame in the fact that we call it a Loonie.


And just so you know, when it is traded on the TSX, it is referred to the Canadian dollar not the Canadian Loonie.

We call it the Loonie because

1.)  It has an image of a Loon on it

2.) The whole idea to change from a paper dollar to a coin was complete lunacy (or Loon-acy)


Our Loonie turned 25 years old last December.
We love it -  except for the 2012 issue which is thinner and screws up vending machines and parking meters.

Scuttlebutt from the CBC call in show on this latest Loonie name change issue follows:

"Put an image of a deer on it and then we can call it a Buck."

"Make it illegal to call it a Loonie - give people a ticket when they call it a Loonie."

 (I think we should make them pay these tickets in Loonies - poetic justice)

"Put the image of this economist on it and then we can truly call it a Loonie."

We are Canadian.

If we can't laugh at ourselves then we will have to laugh at others,

and that will just pi$$ them off.

Snake Oil in Print Form

This is my  horoscope for today.  

Virgo

Focus and take care of your responsibilities. 

What you accomplish will impress someone who can help you advance and help you get revenge regarding someone who has done you an injustice in the past. 

Discipline and moderation will be required. 

3 stars

I'm going to stop reading these horoscopes because this one says I will get help  getting revenge on someone.

I am the least revengeful person  I know.  

I'm starting to think this horoscope business is bunkem!

Dear Husband - Read This!

If you Smell Smoke - Dinner must be Ready.

This is startng to be a Holiday dinner tradition.
One I'd rather not honor.

It's a Joy Moment 
 Gas stove and oven mitts - first I notice the smell, then the heat, then the flames and then I shriek.

 Son #1 put out the fire by whacking at it with a dinner fork - ineffective really - all the while saying, "mommy! you're on fire."

 You will see from the condition of the oven mitt that this is not the first time the gas flame has ignited the mitt.

Sad really.

The Weeks have just blown by!

Here's what's been going on while I have been neglecting your blogs and mine.

The Boys bought a Unicycle

They are stuck in that sad area between being  men and boys.

Braces or, as they say to justify the $6500.00 tab, orthodontic appliances for Son #2.

I could have bought several major appliances with that kind of cash.
They gave him wax to put between the braces and the lips in case kissing was painful.
 I guess he didn't tell them about the unicycle.

Dry Grad Fund Raisers - note to self - don't volunteer EVER for the bottle drive.  Nasty things in those bags of cans and bottles.

 Son #1 got his four wisdom teeth removed at $350.00 per tooth.  Someone's taking a nice vacation and its not us!

If our boys don't take the unicycle and join the circus perhaps dentistry would be a good professional choice.

My turn hosting Ladies night - I love my ladies - they are funny and kind and like to drink wine.

Suffered through The Flu when I was really hoping for EColi so I could sue and use the money to pay for the dental work.

Canning, preserving and pickling garden overabundance or, as my gramma used to say, "putting up".  Never quite got the gist of that saying.

And finally, interspersed throughout the above annoyances and general busyness, were several blond moments, or, as they shall be called from here on, Joy Moments.

Joy Moment #1
Looking and looking and looking for the Crock Pot recipe book and then finding it (after the meal was cooked) tucked safely in between the metal outer and the ceramic inner of the crock pot.
The corners of the pages are a wee bit charred.
.

Joy Moment #2
Trying to open the car door with the computer chip key, door will not unlock,  expecting huge bills to repair the computers, worrying that I will be late for the orthodontist, only to realize that it was not my car that I was trying to open - my car was in the parking stall next to it.
In my defence, they were both dark navy.

Joy Moment #3
Came out of the washroom at work and my skirt was tucked into my panties - really unattractive and a co-worker had to notice it for me.

Joy Moment #4

Answered the phone.
Her"  Hi, how are you today?"
Me: (inward groan crap! another telephone survey).  "Fine thanks"
Her:  "What's your favourite radio station?"
Me:  "CBC"
Her:  silent
Me: " Hello?"
Her:  "no,you're on the air with SunFm, if you had answered 'SunFM Vernons favourite music station' you would have won today's amount of $115.00."
Me:  "okay, well,  thanks anyway."

Shit! CBC never gives away money and I could have used that $115.00.


And finally, this weekend is the Canadian Thanksgiving Weekend and yes, in spite of all my complaining I am thankful.
I'm thankful for my great family and that we are all healthy and thriving.
I am thankful for all my friends - blog friends included!
I am thankful that I live in a country of people who are not only tolerant but accepting.
and with that I leave you with these words.
They are not my words but could be if I were poetic.

Be Thankful
Be thankful that you don't already have everything you desire.
If you did, what would there be to look forward to?
Be thankful when you don't know everything,
for it gives you the opportunity to learn.
Be thankful for the difficult times.
During those times you grow.
Be thankful for your limitations,
because they give you opportunities for improvement.
Be thankful for each new challenge
because it will build your strength and character.
Be thankful for your mistakes.
They will teach you valuable lessons.
Be thankful when you're tired and weary,
because it means you've made a difference.

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Happy Weekend, friends!

What we Need

Here's a wee thought for Monday morning from David Orr.

When the Chips are Down

Pinterest.

I love Pinterest.

I find all sorts of recipes, pottery and art, humor, clothes styles, interior and exterior decorating, gardening, and DIY.  I love  DIY. 
These pinners make everything look so easy to do.

I also love to cook and bake.  And eat.

I think eating is my number one favorite thing.

I have been saving receipes to my Boards and today had a wee corner of time in which to try one of my saved and  treasured recipes from Pinterest.

Sweet Potato and Beet Chips.

The outcome?

Sad.

Common sense should have told me that 35 minutes at 350 deg was not a good choice.

The repinned recipe was supposed generate crispy and delicious (as well as nutritious) chips.
 Or so said several other pinners.

 Apparently they, like I, pinned it before they tried it.

I don't think "chips" should bend this easily.
I couldn't leave them in the oven longer as they were taking on that ever-so-nasty burnt taste.
 

And then I found this Pinterest fail site.  You know the kind - how it should be and how it is.

 http://www.pinterestfail.com/

I need to post my chips there.

Here's what the supposed-to-be crispy beet and sweet potato chips look like.

They  look like failure.

They also taste like failure.

I wonder if the hundred other recipes and DIY's I pinned there are also useless.

Really though, they look like they would be so good.
I'm so easily fooled.

Maybe I'll put a Post-It note on my computer..... "Remember the Beet Chips!"

St. Brian - the patron Saint of Technology

In nineteen years of marriage I've remembered about seven anniversaries.

Mostly because the boys saw it as an opportunity to go out for dinner and would remind me.

They don't care when we got married or how long we've been married they just like going out for dinner.

I didn't remember this year either.

Good thing The Husband doesn't take my forgetfulness  personally.

Maybe he just hides his disappointment well.

He always remembers.

I thought he was a saint.
Then Son #2 said,  'why don't you set the date reminder on your phone just like dad does?'

Hmmm.  So much for sainthood.

One, Two,Three, and another and another and....

The last long weekend of the summer is coming up and I am a bit annoyed that summer has passed by so quickly. 

It seems like just yesterday that I was telling you that the spring snow melt was trying to take out our bridge.

The boys go back to school on Tuesday - one to Grade 12 and the other to Grade 9 .

They are excited, they like school.

 Time passes too quickly.   Just as they are getting interesting it will be time for them to move on.

I am not happy.

But I still have flowers!

They are full of pollen and since I brought them into the house we are all sneezing and the stocks in Reactine must have gone up substantially.

The seed  package said they were ornamental sunflowers for a cutting garden but they grew so tall I need a tree-limber to cut the blossoms off.

Son #2 suggested I plant runner beans next year and that way he can sneak out from his bedroom window.

(right - that will happen)

Son #1 bought himself a car in anticipation of passing his drivers road test at the end of November.

He worked really hard, and gave up a lot of teenage time with his buddies and the girlies, to get this car.

Here's The Husband showing him how to check fluid levels.

I made him a shirt - and no, VW, relax, I will not be selling these on the black market.

Since he can't drive it on his own  for a few months he drives with the 'rents and last night offered to drive us to town for Frostys.

One the way home Son #2 said, "Hey! now that you have a car, can I buy your motorcycle?"

(this is not a face you can trust - he is quite devious!)

oh, dear....
There will be no runner bean plants next year.

I'm not going to make sneaking out, and driving off, easy for him.

My plans for this last long weekend of the summer?  Counting all the new gray hairs on my head.

Anything special for you?

Mutant Giants

I am an organic gardener.
Water, compost and sun.

Last year I posted a picture of my giant tomato.

This year I am posting a picture of my giant blackberries.

I think that consuming these mutants is the reason for my ever growing derriere.

That's the story I'm going with.

It has nothing to do with chocolate.

Or cheesecake.

I will not be posting a picture.

Let a Squint be your Umbrella

When the sun is shining brightly and I am wearing my cheap sunglasses (they should make a song about that)  I find that I squint a lot.  The squint action causes my cheeks to tighten and then I look like I'm smiling.

I have had many people return my *smile*

At first I thought there was something wrong - skirt tucked into my underwear,  toilet paper dragging from my shoe, those sorts of things but then I caught a glance of myself in a large window and sure enough I looked like I was smiling.

The worker bees inside gave a wave, a nod and also the uplifted chin in the  younger generation 'sup?' version of a nod.

 The thought then crossed my mind as to what they thought was going on with me.

prozac?

hot date?

just saw someone do something ridiculous?

just won money on the lottery?

prozac?

It doesn't matter really.
My squint made them smile - their smile made me smile.
Thank goodness for cheap sun glasses.

23 Adult Truths

I don't know the original source of these 'truths' but I found this here . 

 Pinterest is great  (unless you are the owner of something) and then you are lost in the void.  

So to whoever compiled this list, thank you! .

Invasion of the Gourd - and other things...

There is a joke in the Canadian Prairies that says to be sure to lock your car.

If you don't you will find, upon your return, the back seat  full of bags of zucchini.

This might be funny if it weren't true.

Each year I plant one zucchini plant and each year I have enough zucchini for the neighborhood.

It is amazing how many things you can make with zucchini and still have a gunny sack full and you just don't know don't know what to do with them.  

Each year we let them get as large as a football players lower leg just to go "wow, is that one ever big!"

Each year we say, "Let's not plant zucchini next year."

But I always find the seed packet in the seed  bag in the garage fridge and think, oh, what the heck - might as well.

This year I found a new recipe for Chocolate Zucchini Cake.

It is very delicious.

Worth buying a zucchini at the store if you haven't grown your own garage full.

This is it.

2 1/4 cup AP Flour

3/4 cup Cocoa Powder

1 tsp Baking Soda

1 tsp Salt

1 1/2 cup Sugar

1/4 cup Butter

2/3 cup Vegetable Oil

2 Eggs (large)

1 tsp Vanilla

1/2 cup Buttermilk

2 cups grated unpeeled Zucchini

1 cup semi sweet Chocolate Chips

1/2 cup chopped Walnuts

Oven at 350 deg F.

Use a buttered and floured 9 x 13 pan or a Bundt Pan .

Sift flour, cocoa, b.soda and salt and set aside.  Beat sugar, butter and oil till well blended and add eggs, one at a time. Add vanilla.  Mix in dry ingredients alternately with buttermilk - start with dry and end with dry.

Mix in zucchini, chocolate chips and walnuts.

Bake 50 minutes for a 9 x 13 pan and 1 hr 10 min for a bundt pan.  

Dense, chocolately and delicious.

We all thought so but Son #2, who should be a detective, said "there's something in here - what is it?"

"walnuts". I said.

In addition to zucchini I love having a garden full of veggies and fruits.
And as an ex-prairie girl who moved to gardening heaven I grow (or try to grow) everything.
After digging, seeding, watering and weeding ( and complaining that I get no help and my lower back hurts!) here are some of the results of my efforts.

Peas and Carrots. - crunchy and sweet.

I bought a fig twig last year.  This year it produced fruit.  When we returned from our little vacation there were two figs that had ripened.  They were drooping on the stalk and were a deep purplish color.
 I was so excited.
I had never tasted one -  fresh and juicy,  right off the tree.
I bit into it and excitement was replaced with disappointment.

Like the zucchini they are flavorless.
Sweet but bland.
Darn it! I was hoping for something delicious.

Tomato, about a week and a half away from being a toasted tomato sandwich

 Peas, Beets, Carrots and Leeks.

Zucchini Blossom - too big to stuff with goat cheese filling and deep fry.
But there will be more.

Green Gage Plums - Now these are delicious!


But today, instead of making pickles and relish or jams and jellies, we did this.

I love the Okanagan!