Ghost’s has had an upset tummy again. This makes the fourth bout of diarrhea since we got her in the middle of December. The first was giardia, the second was some other parasite, the third we don’t know because we just treated her at home, and now, the fourth happened a couple weeks ago.
She was a little anxious the Thursday morning before Easter and her poop was quite runny when Nathan walked her before work. We came home that night to a mess upstairs, but she seemed okay, so we fed her dinner. BIG mistake. She woke us up repeatedly that night to go out and poop. Good thing Friday was a holiday, otherwise Nathan and I would have been toast. So we didn’t feed her Friday morning and then that night she had some beef broth with her kibble and some pieces of roast pork. Saturday it was more beef broth and kibble for both her meals. By this time, her poops we’re improving, so we thought “great”. I fed her dry kibble Sunday morning and evening. And she woke us up repeatedly that night to go out. Good thing we both had Easter Monday off too. So I decided to try plain white rice and boiled chicken. Did that Monday night and Tuesday. She still wasn’t getting any better. Poops were still runny and she had no energy at all. I mean, she was still happy to go for walks and to agility class, but as soon as we get home, she’d just collapse on the floor exhausted.
So Wednesday I called the vet and they booked us in to their “emergency” slot that night at 6:20 pm. Since Nathan was fencing, I had to take her in myself. Raced home after work, wolfed down a bowl of cereal and then took her down to the vet, about a 30 minute walk away.
I opened the door and was greeted by the sound of a woman WAILING. She was sobbing and wailing and kicking things and yelling at her relatives. From the bits and pieces I overheard and was told, her dog had died quite suddenly. Apparently she had one of those ones with the snub nose and her parents (she was probably mid-twenties) had fed the dog something and it choked and died. I guess it’s actually a fairly common thing for those smushed faced dogs to choke on things. I’m sure she blamed them for her dog dying. It was pretty horrible. And THEN I looked around some more.
There are 4 treatment rooms at our vet. Ghost and I were in one, the sobbing lady and her family in another. Across the way in one of the other two, I saw a man come out with an empty cat carrier and a nurse go into the back with a bundle of blankets that were holding a very still cat. In the other room there was an elderly couple who didn’t have any pet with them at all that I could see. They were just sitting there. And then I heard them ask if they could have their blanket back.
Ick. Ghost was the only pet that was alive in that place. It was horrible. I felt so awful for everyone there, like I was parading my dog that ONLY had diarrhea before their grief. And then I started to get paranoid about Ghost. What if it was something WORSE? What if she wasn’t really fine?
But, the visit with the vet went fine. He thinks they probably just didn’t get all of the parasite/bacteria/whatever from the second time, rather than she’s been unlucky to infect herself AGAIN. So we got some soft food and the powder to put on top and a prescription for some antibiotic-type pills. At the same time we got her giardia vaccination, so that’s good. She was a good girl, just a bit squirmy, but didn’t yelp or anything at the needle.
Of course at this point I just wanted to get the hell out of there with my live pet, but I didn’t know how I was going to get the prescription. I’m sure Shoppers wouldn’t have liked me bringing Ghost inside. So I called Mom. Nathan said afterwards to me “Couldn’t you have left her at the vet’s while you ran over to get the pills?” Well, probably. But did I WANT to leave her? Not on god’s green earth. So Mom came and sat with Ghost in the car while I got her pills and then drove us home. I was so completely exhausted and drained by this point that I just collapsed into my chair and sat for an hour before I dragged myself up to bed.
Now she's almost done her meds and she's definitely back to her usual goofy self. Of course, now I'm sick. I caught the office plague. And being pregnant and sick at the same time SUCKS! I was off Thursday, Friday last week and Monday. I went to work Tuesday morning, cried 3 times in the first hour and then went home at lunch. I've declared I'm taking the rest of the week off work too. I can't get any sleep, I get exhausted showering or going up the stairs, and I just feel icky. Cold wise, I think it's getting better, but still not great. I talked to the midwives today and they said that because my immune system is messed up from being pregnant it could take 2 or 3 weeks longer to recover from a common cold. Oh joy. So in the meantime I'll nap if I can, sit in my chair, read, watch trashy daytime television and hope everything eventually gets better.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Ghost and the Bathtub
So we’ve discovered that Ghost is afraid of the bathtub. And not just a little bit.
I was having a nice relaxing oatmeal bath the other day (my skin’s been really itchy lately) and she came into the bathroom to see what I was doing. Now, Ghost’s been in the bathroom before, but she’s not been that interested in it. She’s cautiously approached the empty tub with the curtain drawn across it and then beats a hasty retreat.
So now I’m in the tub. In water. She was curious about what I was doing, and quite happy to lick the oatmealy water off my fingers, but then I shifted. The water in the tub sloshed about a bit and she RAN out of the bathroom like something terrifying was chasing her. She ran to get Nathan and then was whining and pacing and generally fretting. Nathan came into the bathroom to show her that I was okay, but she would have none of it. She started to stare at him accusingly, like HE had put me in there and MADE me stay there. She was very anxious for the rest of my bath and not happy till I was out and all the water was gone.
So now the question is, how the heck are we going to bathe her?? It’s a good thing she’s not a naturally smelly dog that needs to be bathed frequently. I don’t know what we’d do then. I think she’s probably afraid of it from when she was at the shelter. I think when she first came in, they bathed her and clippered her quite severely, so she probably associates all of it together as a bad experience.
People have suggested the dog wash, but I don’t know if that would be just as bad as the shelter, since it would probably look and smell similar. I think we may just end up getting a kiddie pool and bathing her in that in the yard. I think that might be the best (and easiest!) option. Time will tell I guess. Once it’s warmer, we’ll have to find out if she enjoys standing in or swimming in water. Then we’ll be able to figure out whether it’s the water or the environment that she doesn’t like.
In the meantime, thank heaven’s for non-smelly dogs!
I was having a nice relaxing oatmeal bath the other day (my skin’s been really itchy lately) and she came into the bathroom to see what I was doing. Now, Ghost’s been in the bathroom before, but she’s not been that interested in it. She’s cautiously approached the empty tub with the curtain drawn across it and then beats a hasty retreat.
So now I’m in the tub. In water. She was curious about what I was doing, and quite happy to lick the oatmealy water off my fingers, but then I shifted. The water in the tub sloshed about a bit and she RAN out of the bathroom like something terrifying was chasing her. She ran to get Nathan and then was whining and pacing and generally fretting. Nathan came into the bathroom to show her that I was okay, but she would have none of it. She started to stare at him accusingly, like HE had put me in there and MADE me stay there. She was very anxious for the rest of my bath and not happy till I was out and all the water was gone.
So now the question is, how the heck are we going to bathe her?? It’s a good thing she’s not a naturally smelly dog that needs to be bathed frequently. I don’t know what we’d do then. I think she’s probably afraid of it from when she was at the shelter. I think when she first came in, they bathed her and clippered her quite severely, so she probably associates all of it together as a bad experience.
People have suggested the dog wash, but I don’t know if that would be just as bad as the shelter, since it would probably look and smell similar. I think we may just end up getting a kiddie pool and bathing her in that in the yard. I think that might be the best (and easiest!) option. Time will tell I guess. Once it’s warmer, we’ll have to find out if she enjoys standing in or swimming in water. Then we’ll be able to figure out whether it’s the water or the environment that she doesn’t like.
In the meantime, thank heaven’s for non-smelly dogs!
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Bean Updates
Okay, so now I've accumulated 7 (SEVEN!!!) different things to post about, so I'd better get going. Since I'm sure most of you are interested to know how the pregnancy is going, I'll start there.
Things are going good.
Okay, I’ll elaborate.
The homeopathic remedy that the midwives recommended has done wonders for my sciatic nerve. I have little episodes of pain, but not enough to knock my knee out from under me or make me cry. It really is quite amazing. I just take a little pellet whenever I feel like I need it. I find the aches and pains are worse by the end of the week, when I’ve been sitting still for 5 days. I try and remember to get up and move around lots, but it’s kind of a hard thing to do when your job is mostly sitting in front of a computer.
I’m still more tired than usual and it takes everything in me to make it through a whole week of work. Day by day, I’m usually coherent till around 2:00 pm and then that’s pretty much it, I’m done. I end up staring at the wall or something equally as non-productive for the rest of the day. But I keep the bosses updated on how I’m feeling and they cut me some slack, so things work out okay. I really think that having nice, open communication with them about everything works to my advantage. Then they’re not in the dark if I miss a couple days of work or leave at 4:00 pm instead of 5:00 pm.
We had our 18 week ultrasound on March 30th. It was pretty incredible. AND I got to pee out all the 2 litres of water I drank after about 5 minutes, so that was even better. It was so amazing to see our little Bean moving about and kicking and stretching and drinking amniotic fluid. It kept hiding under my belly button though. Must be shy. =D It was quite keen to show off it’s legs and feet, but kept hiding when we wanted to see its little face. But I will save most of my reflections on the ultrasound for one of my seven posts. In the meantime, you can go to Nathan’s blog and see some of the pics and read his thoughts on the event.
Baby brain has set in with a vengeance. I was going to hand wash our place mats in the sink. I went downstairs for the detergent. I had to make that trip THREE times before I actually remembered to bring it back up with me. One afternoon at work, I did the same thing wrong THREE times in a row. And wrong differently every time. This was after 2:00 pm. I went home early. And then there’s the usual, like forgetting pretty much everything, asking the same questions over and over, and just general DUH moments.
Just in the past few days my belly has POPPED. Like, seriously. I’m sure it’s much bigger today than it was on Friday. I’m starting to actually look pregnant, instead of just maybe-pregnant-maybe-fat. It’s kind of cute. I’ve got some nice outfits that accentuate it too, so that’s fun.
I’m having a bit of a hard time finding a comfortable position to sleep in. Ordinarily, I’m a belly sleeper, which doesn’t quite work so well anymore. My hips get sore from sleeping on my side, even with a pillow between my knees and one under my belly. The yoga-ish position that Gillian showed me works most of the time, but I do find myself tossing and turning quite a bit. I really, really hope I’m not keeping Nathan awake. In other sleep news, I’ve decided that 5:00 am is a ridiculous time to wake up. I’ve reset my alarm for 5:30 am and I can still catch the last express bus and make it to work for 8:00 am. It’s amazing how much difference a half hour can make.
We’ve started moving bookcases and books from the office into the other spare room. The office is bigger, so we decided we’d be nice and give Bean the bigger room. =D And we’re finally merging our book collections! No more Nathan’s children’s books and Sheila’s children’s books. It’s all smushed together. Yay us!
I think I may be starting to feel Bean move. I’ve had a couple days now where I can feel things that kind of feel like gas bubbles in your stomach. It could just be my usually digestive acrobatics, but I swear they were lower than any stomach bits should be. We’ll see I guess. But maybe???
I’ve gained 7.5 lbs since Christmas, and 3 of that has been in the last 2 or 3 weeks. I give all the credit to Ghost. I’m sure I’m losing weight walking her and then gaining back whatever Bean needs. I don’t mind. It means I’m in better shape than I was before we got Ghost, so I should be able to get in even better shape faster, after Bean is born. But 7.5 lbs in 20 weeks is pretty darn good I think! Yay Ghost! And me, for not stuffing my face with everything available. =D Though Easter was exceptionally hard….
The only other thing on the Bean radar (that I can remember anyway…) is that I have to keep an eye on my blood pressure. Mine is high normal, and pretty much always has been. I guess though, high BP in pregnancy can cause some serious complications both for me and Bean, and I could end up on bed rest for months or Bean could be delivered prematurely. So far there’s been no change in the readings. Actually this past week, it was a bit lower than usual. I’m not overly worried since high normal is normal for me. The midwives have given me supplements to take, teas to drink, exercises to do, etc. all in an effort to keep my BP manageable. I’m not to get stressed out or worked up about things and make sure that I get rest when I feel like I need it. This is hard for me. It’s so hard to stop doing things and rest when I think that I should be able to do more. It’s getting easier to let go, but it just goes against my nature to sit in a chair and ask people to do things for me because I need to rest. I’m doing my best at that though and I’m sure by the time Bean is born I will be an expert at delegating. =D
And there’s the Bean update for now! Look for 6 more blog posts coming soon!
Things are going good.
Okay, I’ll elaborate.
The homeopathic remedy that the midwives recommended has done wonders for my sciatic nerve. I have little episodes of pain, but not enough to knock my knee out from under me or make me cry. It really is quite amazing. I just take a little pellet whenever I feel like I need it. I find the aches and pains are worse by the end of the week, when I’ve been sitting still for 5 days. I try and remember to get up and move around lots, but it’s kind of a hard thing to do when your job is mostly sitting in front of a computer.
I’m still more tired than usual and it takes everything in me to make it through a whole week of work. Day by day, I’m usually coherent till around 2:00 pm and then that’s pretty much it, I’m done. I end up staring at the wall or something equally as non-productive for the rest of the day. But I keep the bosses updated on how I’m feeling and they cut me some slack, so things work out okay. I really think that having nice, open communication with them about everything works to my advantage. Then they’re not in the dark if I miss a couple days of work or leave at 4:00 pm instead of 5:00 pm.
We had our 18 week ultrasound on March 30th. It was pretty incredible. AND I got to pee out all the 2 litres of water I drank after about 5 minutes, so that was even better. It was so amazing to see our little Bean moving about and kicking and stretching and drinking amniotic fluid. It kept hiding under my belly button though. Must be shy. =D It was quite keen to show off it’s legs and feet, but kept hiding when we wanted to see its little face. But I will save most of my reflections on the ultrasound for one of my seven posts. In the meantime, you can go to Nathan’s blog and see some of the pics and read his thoughts on the event.
Baby brain has set in with a vengeance. I was going to hand wash our place mats in the sink. I went downstairs for the detergent. I had to make that trip THREE times before I actually remembered to bring it back up with me. One afternoon at work, I did the same thing wrong THREE times in a row. And wrong differently every time. This was after 2:00 pm. I went home early. And then there’s the usual, like forgetting pretty much everything, asking the same questions over and over, and just general DUH moments.
Just in the past few days my belly has POPPED. Like, seriously. I’m sure it’s much bigger today than it was on Friday. I’m starting to actually look pregnant, instead of just maybe-pregnant-maybe-fat. It’s kind of cute. I’ve got some nice outfits that accentuate it too, so that’s fun.
I’m having a bit of a hard time finding a comfortable position to sleep in. Ordinarily, I’m a belly sleeper, which doesn’t quite work so well anymore. My hips get sore from sleeping on my side, even with a pillow between my knees and one under my belly. The yoga-ish position that Gillian showed me works most of the time, but I do find myself tossing and turning quite a bit. I really, really hope I’m not keeping Nathan awake. In other sleep news, I’ve decided that 5:00 am is a ridiculous time to wake up. I’ve reset my alarm for 5:30 am and I can still catch the last express bus and make it to work for 8:00 am. It’s amazing how much difference a half hour can make.
We’ve started moving bookcases and books from the office into the other spare room. The office is bigger, so we decided we’d be nice and give Bean the bigger room. =D And we’re finally merging our book collections! No more Nathan’s children’s books and Sheila’s children’s books. It’s all smushed together. Yay us!
I think I may be starting to feel Bean move. I’ve had a couple days now where I can feel things that kind of feel like gas bubbles in your stomach. It could just be my usually digestive acrobatics, but I swear they were lower than any stomach bits should be. We’ll see I guess. But maybe???
I’ve gained 7.5 lbs since Christmas, and 3 of that has been in the last 2 or 3 weeks. I give all the credit to Ghost. I’m sure I’m losing weight walking her and then gaining back whatever Bean needs. I don’t mind. It means I’m in better shape than I was before we got Ghost, so I should be able to get in even better shape faster, after Bean is born. But 7.5 lbs in 20 weeks is pretty darn good I think! Yay Ghost! And me, for not stuffing my face with everything available. =D Though Easter was exceptionally hard….
The only other thing on the Bean radar (that I can remember anyway…) is that I have to keep an eye on my blood pressure. Mine is high normal, and pretty much always has been. I guess though, high BP in pregnancy can cause some serious complications both for me and Bean, and I could end up on bed rest for months or Bean could be delivered prematurely. So far there’s been no change in the readings. Actually this past week, it was a bit lower than usual. I’m not overly worried since high normal is normal for me. The midwives have given me supplements to take, teas to drink, exercises to do, etc. all in an effort to keep my BP manageable. I’m not to get stressed out or worked up about things and make sure that I get rest when I feel like I need it. This is hard for me. It’s so hard to stop doing things and rest when I think that I should be able to do more. It’s getting easier to let go, but it just goes against my nature to sit in a chair and ask people to do things for me because I need to rest. I’m doing my best at that though and I’m sure by the time Bean is born I will be an expert at delegating. =D
And there’s the Bean update for now! Look for 6 more blog posts coming soon!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
It's been medically confirmed...
I am a pain in the ass. What many of you have suspected for years has finally been confirmed.
Baby/uterus/pelvic bone is squashing my sciatic nerve and giving my left leg horrible pain and making my left knee give out unexpectedly, repeatedly throughout the course of a day. And let me tell you, not having experience child birth yet, this is the worst pain I have ever, EVER had. I was crying as I was crawling up the stairs last night to go to bed.
It all started out as a cramp in my left butt cheek a couple weeks ago. My rear had always given me troubles with cramped muscles, so I didn't think anything of it. Then yesterday, I got up from my desk in the afternoon and started walking towards the plotter room and then WHAM! An excruciating pain shot down my butt, into my left thigh and down to around my knee, which promptly gave out. It was awful. I didn't think much of it though. Thought maybe it was the shoes I was wearing or I'd just been sitting too long or something.
But it did it multiple times when Nathan and I were walking Ghost last night. After we got home, I sat and did our taxes and when I got up the shots in the butt were coming fast and furious. I started walking up the stairs for bed and made it about halfway before I had to put my hands on the steps to help myself up. By the time I reached the top I was crying from the pain. Not sobbing, but just my eyes leaking tears because it hurt so much.
I managed to sleep okay though, with only a couple episodes when I was rolling over. I'm trying to keep myself moving today, getting up every hour to walk around the office. I'm not doing too badly, but I've had a couple, umm, moments.
The good news is that our midwife appointment this morning went really well. I got some good advice about the sciatica and supplements and prenatal classes. My blood pressure was lower than it was last time, but still the "normal" range for me, which is high normal. We determined that their scale is wonky because my weight changed by at least 2 or 3 pounds every time we tried putting the scale in a different place on the floor. And I got to hear Bean's heartbeat again. Well, mostly I heard it kicking very insistently at the Doppler, like it was pissed that we were invading its space. Not just one kick, but multiple ones in a row. Apparently, Bean is nestled quite nicely in the middle of my uterus (which is also poking out nicely) and having a whale of a time. Nadine said that by the next appointment (middle of April) I will be able to feel the kicks. I think I'm going to be in for a very kicky, punchy pregnancy.... Hopefully yoga and homeopathic remedies will get the sciatica under control so I don't have to hobble about AND be kicked in the gut repeatedly. =D
Baby/uterus/pelvic bone is squashing my sciatic nerve and giving my left leg horrible pain and making my left knee give out unexpectedly, repeatedly throughout the course of a day. And let me tell you, not having experience child birth yet, this is the worst pain I have ever, EVER had. I was crying as I was crawling up the stairs last night to go to bed.
It all started out as a cramp in my left butt cheek a couple weeks ago. My rear had always given me troubles with cramped muscles, so I didn't think anything of it. Then yesterday, I got up from my desk in the afternoon and started walking towards the plotter room and then WHAM! An excruciating pain shot down my butt, into my left thigh and down to around my knee, which promptly gave out. It was awful. I didn't think much of it though. Thought maybe it was the shoes I was wearing or I'd just been sitting too long or something.
But it did it multiple times when Nathan and I were walking Ghost last night. After we got home, I sat and did our taxes and when I got up the shots in the butt were coming fast and furious. I started walking up the stairs for bed and made it about halfway before I had to put my hands on the steps to help myself up. By the time I reached the top I was crying from the pain. Not sobbing, but just my eyes leaking tears because it hurt so much.
I managed to sleep okay though, with only a couple episodes when I was rolling over. I'm trying to keep myself moving today, getting up every hour to walk around the office. I'm not doing too badly, but I've had a couple, umm, moments.
The good news is that our midwife appointment this morning went really well. I got some good advice about the sciatica and supplements and prenatal classes. My blood pressure was lower than it was last time, but still the "normal" range for me, which is high normal. We determined that their scale is wonky because my weight changed by at least 2 or 3 pounds every time we tried putting the scale in a different place on the floor. And I got to hear Bean's heartbeat again. Well, mostly I heard it kicking very insistently at the Doppler, like it was pissed that we were invading its space. Not just one kick, but multiple ones in a row. Apparently, Bean is nestled quite nicely in the middle of my uterus (which is also poking out nicely) and having a whale of a time. Nadine said that by the next appointment (middle of April) I will be able to feel the kicks. I think I'm going to be in for a very kicky, punchy pregnancy.... Hopefully yoga and homeopathic remedies will get the sciatica under control so I don't have to hobble about AND be kicked in the gut repeatedly. =D
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Updates!
So the more observant of you will have notice 2 things:
1. Strawberries!!! I decided I needed something fresh and springy to chase away the blahs, so we're going back to Strawberry Blue Viking. And I found this awesome template with beautiful pictures of my favourite fruit. Really, it was a no brainer.
2. If you direct your gaze to the left side of the blog you'll notice a new widget. Can you guess?
Yup, that's right, Nathan and I are expecting our first baby. Most of you will already know this (everyone knows I can't keep secrets worth a darn), but I thought it was time to post about it. Our due date is September 4th, but the midwives tell me that might be wrong. Apparently I'm weird.
To start from the beginning, Nathan and I started officially trying to conceive this past September. Our grand plan was to get pregnant around the fall equinox and have the baby around the summer solstice. Well, of course that didn't work. =D Life events got in the way of our success (travel, colds, funerals, etc.). In December I was certain that nothing was going to happen because of the aforementioned circumstances, but I was okay with that because we had finally decided to get a dog. Yay for Ghost (more on her later)! We picked her up December 16th. December 23rd, Nathan suggested I go pee on a stick, just in case, so we'd know if I was okay to drink wine, port, rum, etc. over the Christmas holiday. Well, wouldn't you know it! I was completely shocked. I kept having to go back into the bathroom to look at the test. Like it would change or I read it wrong or something. The next day, I did another test, just to check because I still didn't believe it. Still preggers. So that ended up being a pretty nice Christmas gift to give our parents.
We've decided to go with midwife care for the pregnancy and managed to get in with the same people who deliver Heather and Brad's first baby a year and a half ago. It's a bit pricey, but more the style of care that we were after. As a bonus, as of April 1st midwifery services will be covered by the province. No one's sure quite how much or how it will work, but we won't end up having to pay the whole amount which is kind of nice. We're planning on having the baby at the midwives' birth centre that's on 16th Ave (west of North Hill Mall). We didn't really want to do a hospital and a home birth didn't really appeal either. This should be a happy medium.
I'm feeling pretty good, all told. I'm 15 weeks tomorrow, so I'm finally good and into the second trimester. I never had morning sickness. I was a bit queasy sometimes in the evening, but a licorice cigar cured that, and there was also a week or so where I couldn't eat meat, but other than that not much going on. I've had a couple of hormone dumps which have sent me off the deep end, but I'm pretty aware when they happen so I usually just end up laughing at myself while I'm sobbing and then I take a nap. I was really exhausted for my first trimester and there were a couple days where it was physically impossible to get out of bed. I've still only gained about 3.5 lbs so I'm right on track with what the midwives say I should be gaining.
In the past few days, I've really started to feel more like myself. I can focus on things, accomplish things at work without being convinced that I'm doing it wrong, and I don't feel nearly as tired. I also think I was a tad depressed in my first trimester, but just this past Monday I felt happy all over and like I could smile without forcing it. Must be second trimester bliss or something.
I still don't know if the hugeness of this has completely set in for me yet. Honestly, it's felt more like a university term project than a pregnancy. Fill out forms, get tests done, pay for things, eat this, don't eat that, take these pills, exercise this much and on and on. It's seemed very task oriented so far and I haven't had much time to sit and reflect. Even when we heard the heartbeat of the baby in February, it still didn't hit me. I think as things become more of a routine then I can start to put aside the term project aspect and focus more on the wonder of it all.
Anyway, that's the baby update. I'll probably post more often now with weird little pregnancy experiences or anecdotes or rants.
As for Ghost, she's the best dog EVER! She's doing very well in puppy class and we're working on her recall on an extend-a-leash so we can eventually take her off leash. She's doing pretty good and we carry the squeaker from one of her destroyed toys just in case she's reluctant to come when we call. It works great! She's definitely getting more comfortable with us and with other dogs. I think she's almost realized that she doesn't have to defend herself against every single dog that crosses her path. She's even ALMOST played! We'll get there. It's probably also due to the fact that she trusts us more and if we're not worried, she's not worried. She's definitely a teenager though (the shelter's guess was that she'd be 2 this spring). She challenges us sometimes and can be a bit bossy and stubborn, but overall is very willing to please and affectionate. We've been leaving her at home during the day and she does fine on her own for those 9 or 10 hours. We try to make sure to play with her and walk her a lot in the evenings, but it's been kind of hard with the weather being so cold and icky. It's not her that minds though, it's us! I swear she could care less if it was -30 or -3, but it makes a big difference to us! Now that it's lighter out at night and getting warmer, hopefully we can spend more time outside with her. I think she's starting to blow her coat already... lots of fur at our place, that's for sure!! I'll post a fun picture of her eating icicles when I'm on my own computer.
So there's the update! Now you know what's been up for the past few months...
1. Strawberries!!! I decided I needed something fresh and springy to chase away the blahs, so we're going back to Strawberry Blue Viking. And I found this awesome template with beautiful pictures of my favourite fruit. Really, it was a no brainer.
2. If you direct your gaze to the left side of the blog you'll notice a new widget. Can you guess?
Yup, that's right, Nathan and I are expecting our first baby. Most of you will already know this (everyone knows I can't keep secrets worth a darn), but I thought it was time to post about it. Our due date is September 4th, but the midwives tell me that might be wrong. Apparently I'm weird.
To start from the beginning, Nathan and I started officially trying to conceive this past September. Our grand plan was to get pregnant around the fall equinox and have the baby around the summer solstice. Well, of course that didn't work. =D Life events got in the way of our success (travel, colds, funerals, etc.). In December I was certain that nothing was going to happen because of the aforementioned circumstances, but I was okay with that because we had finally decided to get a dog. Yay for Ghost (more on her later)! We picked her up December 16th. December 23rd, Nathan suggested I go pee on a stick, just in case, so we'd know if I was okay to drink wine, port, rum, etc. over the Christmas holiday. Well, wouldn't you know it! I was completely shocked. I kept having to go back into the bathroom to look at the test. Like it would change or I read it wrong or something. The next day, I did another test, just to check because I still didn't believe it. Still preggers. So that ended up being a pretty nice Christmas gift to give our parents.
We've decided to go with midwife care for the pregnancy and managed to get in with the same people who deliver Heather and Brad's first baby a year and a half ago. It's a bit pricey, but more the style of care that we were after. As a bonus, as of April 1st midwifery services will be covered by the province. No one's sure quite how much or how it will work, but we won't end up having to pay the whole amount which is kind of nice. We're planning on having the baby at the midwives' birth centre that's on 16th Ave (west of North Hill Mall). We didn't really want to do a hospital and a home birth didn't really appeal either. This should be a happy medium.
I'm feeling pretty good, all told. I'm 15 weeks tomorrow, so I'm finally good and into the second trimester. I never had morning sickness. I was a bit queasy sometimes in the evening, but a licorice cigar cured that, and there was also a week or so where I couldn't eat meat, but other than that not much going on. I've had a couple of hormone dumps which have sent me off the deep end, but I'm pretty aware when they happen so I usually just end up laughing at myself while I'm sobbing and then I take a nap. I was really exhausted for my first trimester and there were a couple days where it was physically impossible to get out of bed. I've still only gained about 3.5 lbs so I'm right on track with what the midwives say I should be gaining.
In the past few days, I've really started to feel more like myself. I can focus on things, accomplish things at work without being convinced that I'm doing it wrong, and I don't feel nearly as tired. I also think I was a tad depressed in my first trimester, but just this past Monday I felt happy all over and like I could smile without forcing it. Must be second trimester bliss or something.
I still don't know if the hugeness of this has completely set in for me yet. Honestly, it's felt more like a university term project than a pregnancy. Fill out forms, get tests done, pay for things, eat this, don't eat that, take these pills, exercise this much and on and on. It's seemed very task oriented so far and I haven't had much time to sit and reflect. Even when we heard the heartbeat of the baby in February, it still didn't hit me. I think as things become more of a routine then I can start to put aside the term project aspect and focus more on the wonder of it all.
Anyway, that's the baby update. I'll probably post more often now with weird little pregnancy experiences or anecdotes or rants.
As for Ghost, she's the best dog EVER! She's doing very well in puppy class and we're working on her recall on an extend-a-leash so we can eventually take her off leash. She's doing pretty good and we carry the squeaker from one of her destroyed toys just in case she's reluctant to come when we call. It works great! She's definitely getting more comfortable with us and with other dogs. I think she's almost realized that she doesn't have to defend herself against every single dog that crosses her path. She's even ALMOST played! We'll get there. It's probably also due to the fact that she trusts us more and if we're not worried, she's not worried. She's definitely a teenager though (the shelter's guess was that she'd be 2 this spring). She challenges us sometimes and can be a bit bossy and stubborn, but overall is very willing to please and affectionate. We've been leaving her at home during the day and she does fine on her own for those 9 or 10 hours. We try to make sure to play with her and walk her a lot in the evenings, but it's been kind of hard with the weather being so cold and icky. It's not her that minds though, it's us! I swear she could care less if it was -30 or -3, but it makes a big difference to us! Now that it's lighter out at night and getting warmer, hopefully we can spend more time outside with her. I think she's starting to blow her coat already... lots of fur at our place, that's for sure!! I'll post a fun picture of her eating icicles when I'm on my own computer.
So there's the update! Now you know what's been up for the past few months...
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Ghost's First Day!
I would like to introduce everyone to the latest addition to Nathan and my family.
This is Ghost.
We picked her up last night from the Cochrane shelter. She's about a year and a half old and pretty darn sweet. The best guess of the shelter is that she's a Husky cross with a Border Collie. She's absolutely precious and we are so happy!
The car ride home was a little scary for her. She was panting and very fidgety. When we got home, we let her have a good sniff around the house and she seemed pretty excited. And then she figured out that she had TOYS!! She had to give them all a good try and then when Nathan took her bed out of it's bag, she had to give that a good drag around the kitchen too. She wasn't too sure about the furnace kicking in. And the holes in the floor that blow hot air? That was pretty scary too. She slept pretty good last night. She spent the first part of it on the landing upstairs and then when Nathan got up to go to the bathroom around 1am, she came into the bedroom and slept on her bed. We didn't hear much from her until it was time to get up, but of course I was in hyper-awareness mode, so I didn't sleep so well.
This morning, I got up to take her out for a potty break and darn it, she wouldn't go. We were out for about 20 minutes and still nothing. She had gone when we left the shelter at 7pm the night before, but hadn't since then, so I knew she MUST have to go. But I gave up too early I guess. As soon as we got back in the door, she promptly peed on the carpet. Oh well. That was as much my fault as hers. I think the outside was still too new for her and she wasn't comfortable. I guess I can take it as a compliment that she finds our house secure enough to pee in? So I took her back out and walked up and down one little section of sidewalk by our mailbox until she did both of her businesses.
When Nathan left this morning, that upset her a bit. She whined and was a little jittery. My goal was to have a low key, quiet morning, since she'll be by herself both tomorrow and Friday morning. I read my book and she played a bit and then napped. Around 11:30, I thought I'd let her have a sniff around the backyard while I shoveled a path to the park pad. She was a little uncertain at first and kept standing by the gate where Nathan had left from. After a bit she started to poke around and then started running around like a maniac. Up and down the stairs, back and forth from the compost bin to the front gate. She's pretty fearless too, she jumped off the top step of the deck to the ground multiple times! Then we went inside and she looked at me like I was crazy. Why aren't we playing outside? So I had some lunch and then decided to take her out for her first walk. It wasn't long (half an hour), since it's still pretty cold out. When we got home, she stood at the door and whined again, like she needed to go out. Here's my inexperience coming into play. She'd gone pee but not poo. So we went out again and sure enough, she needed to go.
Now, we're home again, and she's having a little snooze as I write this. It'll certainly take some getting used to on all our parts, but I think everything will work out good. She seems pretty happy and is eating and playing. One thing I discovered we need to practice at: wiping her feet when she comes in! Anyway, here's a little video of her playing with her toy. There's not much playing (usually she's whipping the thing back and forth, trying to kill the squeaker, I'm sure), but it'll give you an idea of what she's like.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Channelling My Inner Rabbit...
I think today I must be channelling my inner rabbit. For no reason at all, on the bus this morning my nose got all tingly and then it started twitching. Kind of like how your eye spontaneously twitches sometimes..... except it was my nose. Perhaps it's a sign. Like I should change the colour of my hair or eat more vegetables or chew on wood more often. Okay, maybe not wood. But the others maybe. Or it could just be some crazy unpredictable muscle thing.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Is it possible?
Today's post is all about things that you might wonder are possible.
#1 Is it possible to give yourself a paper cut with tin foil?
Answer: YES!!! And darn it, it hurts like hell. Much worse than a paper cut. Good thing I've recently had a tetanus shot.
#2 Is it possible to create art unintentionally, while doing the most mundane of activities?
Answer: YES!!
This is my soap art. I was cleaning the bathroom and noticed that our soap dispenser was running low. I fetched the new refill bottle that I had bought. It was clear hand soap. The soap in the dispenser was cream. I thought "whatever, I''m too lazy to clean out the last bit of cream soap. We'll just mix them together." And VOILA!! Soap art. It has since completely mixed together into sort of a hazy clear mess, but it's just soap!
#3 Is it possible to move 15 tons of gravel without lifting a finger?
Answer: YES!!! A million times over, YES!!
Nathan needed to fill in the train bed with gravel to provide a stable, non-organic layer for the tracks. Soil will of course go on top where we need to grow things, but the gravel was the big part. Dad had seen the Rocky Mountain Slinger trucks driving around and looked into it for us. Basically it's a big dump truck with a conveyor belt. I love it! 15 tons of gravel placed that we would otherwise have had to shovel, wheel barrow full after wheel barrow full, day after day, for weeks, all done within about a half hour. Definitely worth the $500. My muscles should send them a thank you card....
#4 Is it possible to be doing such an in depth blog post in the middle of the day on a Thursday?
Yes, if you happen to be at home and not work. As pretty much all the world knows, I have been completely stressed out at work for the past month or so. Things have finally slowed down a bit, enough that I can hear myself think. But of course, this is when my immune system tends to crash and I started feeling like I was getting a cold yesterday. Not bad, just a twinge in my throat and a tickle in my nose and an ache in my head. I felt worse this morning when I woke up, so I decided to make a preemptive strike and stay home. I slept till 11am and when I got up I felt much better. No twinge, no tickle, no ache. Maybe it was all in my head. Who knows? I will still try and have a relaxing day, drinking lots of fluids, eating good-for-me food and working on keeping the yoga-feeling from last night going.
And lastly, a big thank you to everyone that has put up with me this past month and offered sympathy and suggestions. You know who you are. And the biggest thanks goes to my wonderful husband who has put up with my weeping and freaking out more often than anyone else. I'm so lucky! Love to all.
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Someone's been sitting in my chair....
So someone's been sitting in my seat at work. I know who it is too. But he's new, so I shouldn't get all cranky at him. BUT.... he ate my pistachios and left some of the shells in the bag to make it still look full. And my keyboard had gooey marks on some of the keys. Argh. The big, bad, Sheila-bear is going to get angry soon. I'll be the first to admit, I'm very territorial about my space. Especially my space at work, since it's such a small area that I can call my own. And for heaven's sake - eating my snacks?!?!? Where have all the manners gone?
Thursday, April 24, 2008
The best pick-me-up in a long time
So guess what I saw while surfing Amazon earlier this week? Guess, guess guess!!!
The first 2 seasons of Perfect Strangers has been released on DVD! Finally! I've been checking and checking for years now, signing petitions, etc. and now it's finally here! I loved this show when I was a kid. Larry and Balki are just hilarious! Now we are so happy, we do the dance of joy! Do you remember the episode with Larry and Balki trying on downhill ski equipment in their apartment? Soo funny! I think I see an Amazon order in my near future....
And I needed the pick me up. The last 2 weeks have been perfectly dreadful at work. I'm exhausted, not getting anything done and barely managing to not kill certain shoe-collecting members of the staff. I am debating taking a Tom Sawyer day tomorrow, but I don't know. In the past day and half, I've actually started to accomplish some things and I'd like to keep going while I'm on a roll. We'll see I guess. But a day at home, with sleep-ins and baking cookies sounds heavenly... I put it off and decide later.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Things hockey announcers shouldn't say...
- Squirt (as in "the puck squirts free")
- PeePee (as in "the Flames are going on the PP")
- Bangs (as in "so-and-so bangs so-and-so in the corner. Hard")
- Goes down on (as in "goes down on a shot from the point)
In case you hadn't figured it out yet, I was feeling a bit silly while destressing (bad day at work yesterday) and watching the hockey game. I'm sure there's more things that we came up with, but I can't remember anymore. Ahh... Nothing like sleepiness, de-grouchifying and a little alcohol to make pretty much anything hilarious.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Great City
So I have recently re-discovered one of the things that makes Calgary a great city to live and work in.
I was walking downtown last week, last Thursday to be exact. Thursday was our big spring snow dump of about a 1/2m. I was walking through the +15s back from a meeting which is something I rarely do. It just takes far too long and I'm sure you walk twice as far. Anyway, I saw dozens of professionals wearing their dress pants, dress shoes, ties, and... Flames jerseys. Thursday was our second game of the playoffs. Now, not having worked in a downtown anywhere else, I can't really compare, but I think this is pretty cool. That professionals can wear a sports jersey to work and no one would say two peeps about "dress code". I think that's awesome. It also makes me feel like Calgary is more a community rather than a city of more than a million. It just seems a small town thing to me, supporting your team. Maybe that's just me. But anyway, yay for all the oil companies down here for letting their employees show their team spirit.
GO FLAMES GO!
Friday, March 28, 2008
Earth Hour
This Saturday March 29, 2008, from 8 – 9pm local time is Earth Hour. People and businesses are asked to turn off all lights and other non-essential electric appliances to bring attention to promote electricity conservation, awareness and lower carbon emissions.
So let's everybody have some fun in the dark this Saturday!
Yoga-ness
So last night in yoga I finally managed to bind one of the poses!
If you don't know yoga and have no idea what I'm talking about, that's okay. I can demonstrate next time I see you! This is a big thing for me as I haven't been able to do any of the binds yet. Yay me! Of course I can't remember what it was called (some insect I think) and there was no way in hell I could stand up with my arms wrapped around one thigh and behind my back, but hey! I could wrap my arms around one thigh!
Yay me!
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Oogachaka....
Today I was officially Head Hunted.
An interesting experience all in all. I feel like a real professional now. =D The guy left a message on my phone at work wanting to talk about possibilities, etc. I called him back this afternoon. On my cell phone. Outside the building. Not that I'm interested in changing jobs, but it just didn't seem like a conversation to be having at my desk with all my co-workers eavesdropping.
Anyway, like I said, nothing came of it because I'm not interested in leaving ESA at the moment. Until they treat me like crap or an opportunity comes along that I'd be stupid to ignore, I'm happy to stay where I am. Kind of a bit of an ego boost for me though. Yay me! I'm professionally desirable!
Saturday, March 08, 2008
New Furniture!
In my previous post I noted that I had completed my search for the perfect reading chair. And here it is!
Of course, we had to get the matching sofa too. 
So there's our new living room. They're really nice to sit in, feel nice and are just lovely. For some reason though, now the wall above the couch looks REALLY bare. Hmmm... Maybe time to move the family picture wall up on the to-do list.
In other news, I've posted some pictures in our Picasa album. There's some pics from our ice hike this winter with Mom and Dad and some from our little weekend getaway to Revelstoke.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Thoughts of the week....
In celebration of the Friday before a long weekend, here are some thoughts I've been pondering this week.
Hockey players get paid huge amounts of money. The justification is that their career length is not as long as the average joe, so they need to make more money in the short term to support them in their, ahem, old age. So if their careers are so short and can be even shorter when you factor in injuries, why don't they take advantage of all the safety equipment available to ensure they play longer and therefore make more money? This is of course brought on by Zednik getting his neck slashed by his teammate's skate and almost dying and the subsequent debate on whether neck guards should be mandatory. Players say they're uncomfortable, etc. Hmmm.... a little chafing on the neck or a severed artery... let me think. This also applies to full face cages. It seems to be you'd have to be pretty dumb to not want to protect yourself. The face cages impeding vision is just ridiculous too. I mean, if goalies can stop pucks hurtling at them from god knows which direction with full face cages on, surely a player can find the puck on the ice. Sheesh.
Why does everything have to go wrong at the same time? I've had a shitty week, with things going wrong left, right and centre. Thankfully, when everything came to a head yesterday I got to go to yoga class that night. I felt much better afterwards, much more zen. I'm trying to hold onto that this morning just to get me through the day. At least it's a short one. I think I'll go winter boot shopping before I go help my gimped husband pack up Teachers Convention.
I am a patient person, but I'm not THAT patient. I have discovered that while I like to teach people and help them solve problems I have no tolerance for people that are dumb as a post. I just can't teach someone that can't even think for themselves a little bit. If you've got some brain cells, some initiative and some willingness to learn, then come and see me. Otherwise, keep your dumb pea brains to yourself.
Nathan and I have lived in our little house for almost 3 years. Looking back, we've done a lot in those three years. It never really seems like a lot at the time, but in retrospect, we've accomplished a lot of things. It's kind of amazing really. And this year we get to the fun things like contructing the model railroad and gardening. I can't wait for spring! But first, we must develop the basement!
I have concluded the search for the perfect reading chair. For a couple months now, Nathan and I have been visiting all manner of furniture stores from snooty to slummy, and I have found the perfect chair. It's the Archer Recliner from Ethan Allen. It's supportive, cushy, has a tall back for head support and of course, reclines. Perfect. We're going on Saturday to take one more look and then order it. And maybe a couch too....
Anyway, that's it for random thoughts. I'm alone for most of this long weekend as Nathan is going to the gift show in Edmonton on Sunday, back Tuesday. I plan to relax, work on the family tree, test drive some digital photo organizing software, nap, watch movies, and read.
Hockey players get paid huge amounts of money. The justification is that their career length is not as long as the average joe, so they need to make more money in the short term to support them in their, ahem, old age. So if their careers are so short and can be even shorter when you factor in injuries, why don't they take advantage of all the safety equipment available to ensure they play longer and therefore make more money? This is of course brought on by Zednik getting his neck slashed by his teammate's skate and almost dying and the subsequent debate on whether neck guards should be mandatory. Players say they're uncomfortable, etc. Hmmm.... a little chafing on the neck or a severed artery... let me think. This also applies to full face cages. It seems to be you'd have to be pretty dumb to not want to protect yourself. The face cages impeding vision is just ridiculous too. I mean, if goalies can stop pucks hurtling at them from god knows which direction with full face cages on, surely a player can find the puck on the ice. Sheesh.
Why does everything have to go wrong at the same time? I've had a shitty week, with things going wrong left, right and centre. Thankfully, when everything came to a head yesterday I got to go to yoga class that night. I felt much better afterwards, much more zen. I'm trying to hold onto that this morning just to get me through the day. At least it's a short one. I think I'll go winter boot shopping before I go help my gimped husband pack up Teachers Convention.
I am a patient person, but I'm not THAT patient. I have discovered that while I like to teach people and help them solve problems I have no tolerance for people that are dumb as a post. I just can't teach someone that can't even think for themselves a little bit. If you've got some brain cells, some initiative and some willingness to learn, then come and see me. Otherwise, keep your dumb pea brains to yourself.
Nathan and I have lived in our little house for almost 3 years. Looking back, we've done a lot in those three years. It never really seems like a lot at the time, but in retrospect, we've accomplished a lot of things. It's kind of amazing really. And this year we get to the fun things like contructing the model railroad and gardening. I can't wait for spring! But first, we must develop the basement!
I have concluded the search for the perfect reading chair. For a couple months now, Nathan and I have been visiting all manner of furniture stores from snooty to slummy, and I have found the perfect chair. It's the Archer Recliner from Ethan Allen. It's supportive, cushy, has a tall back for head support and of course, reclines. Perfect. We're going on Saturday to take one more look and then order it. And maybe a couch too....
Anyway, that's it for random thoughts. I'm alone for most of this long weekend as Nathan is going to the gift show in Edmonton on Sunday, back Tuesday. I plan to relax, work on the family tree, test drive some digital photo organizing software, nap, watch movies, and read.
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Good song
So for Christmas my sister got me the new Bon Jovi cd. It's FANTASTIC!! Bon Jovi is one of those bands that I can buy a cd, completely unheard, and I won't be disappointed. This song is called "A Seat Next To You". It's my favourite of the ballads on the disc. But if you're looking for a new cd, buy Lost Highway. You won't be disappointed.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
We live where?
This is what I don't get. Calgary has been experiencing a rather nasty cold snap. Fine. This is Canada in January. It's to be expected. What I don't get is that there are business people walking around downtown in thin coats, no hat, no gloves, no scarves, no boots. Are they insane????? When it's -50C with the windchill, I just don't care if I've got hat hair. Are these people so self conscious that they just can't bear to be seen in winter clothing? And these days winter clothing is cool. We have snowboarding to thank for that. I remember when I was a teenager, I wouldn't be caught dead in things like winter boots with my pants tucked in. But now I actually see teens wearing snow pants when it's cold out. So why can't adults (who are supposed to be much more secure and clever than teens) dress for the weather? WE LIVE IN CANADA!!!!! Sheesh.
Monday, February 04, 2008
Multi-topic post
I have been extremely neglect in my posting. Sorry. I just always seem to find something else that needs doing or that I want to do for myself. So here is my life since Christmas.
Christmas was good. Kind of odd, since it was the first one without Nathan's parents and sister. It was a little lonely at the Bell dinner, but I guess we managed. I got a whole 11 days off from work which was lovely and I thoroughly enjoyed it.
New Year's Eve Nathan and I went to Mom and Dad's. We watched The Trailer Park Boys Movie and then had a marathon canasta tournament. At midnight, we would finish the hand and whoever was ahead won! Nathan and I were leading quite spectacularly all night and then Mom and Dad had a comeback and on the last hand they pulled ahead! Typical for the year really. We counted and I think Nathan and I won twice last year to Mom and Dad's 11 (or something like that, I can't remember the exact number). Lots of fun though!
January was really busy at work. I've got Chinook that I'm working on as well as little tenant stuff here and there. I still manage to not work too much overtime. I'm really not a big fan of overtime and avoid it at all costs. Our office is moving in May to a new building on 8th Street and 6th Ave SW. We're starting to attempt to clean up things as much as possible so we don't have to move boxes and boxes of paper. We'll see how well that goes, but regardless I'm looking forward to a new space. Then we won't have to resort to bunk desks!
Nathan and I went to Revelstoke at the end of the month, which was lovely. We both really like it there. It's on our list of places to retire. =D We went to the train museum and to Halcyon Hot Springs. Sadly, while we were there we found out that Nathan's Grandma Fahey had passed away. It wasn't wholely unexpected, but still a sad event. I will miss her dearly. She was always such a mischievious, loving lady.
As for future plan, Nathan and I are hoping to get the basement developed before spring. It won't be a lot of work, but it will take a certain amount of coordination. We want to get it done now, because as soon as it's warm enough we'll be in the backyard working on the flower beds and the garden railway. I can't wait! Playing in the dirt is the best!
As soon as I find a spare minute I will post some pictures on our Picasa site from our trip and such. And now, it's back to my regularly scheduled lunch break.
Christmas was good. Kind of odd, since it was the first one without Nathan's parents and sister. It was a little lonely at the Bell dinner, but I guess we managed. I got a whole 11 days off from work which was lovely and I thoroughly enjoyed it.
New Year's Eve Nathan and I went to Mom and Dad's. We watched The Trailer Park Boys Movie and then had a marathon canasta tournament. At midnight, we would finish the hand and whoever was ahead won! Nathan and I were leading quite spectacularly all night and then Mom and Dad had a comeback and on the last hand they pulled ahead! Typical for the year really. We counted and I think Nathan and I won twice last year to Mom and Dad's 11 (or something like that, I can't remember the exact number). Lots of fun though!
January was really busy at work. I've got Chinook that I'm working on as well as little tenant stuff here and there. I still manage to not work too much overtime. I'm really not a big fan of overtime and avoid it at all costs. Our office is moving in May to a new building on 8th Street and 6th Ave SW. We're starting to attempt to clean up things as much as possible so we don't have to move boxes and boxes of paper. We'll see how well that goes, but regardless I'm looking forward to a new space. Then we won't have to resort to bunk desks!
Nathan and I went to Revelstoke at the end of the month, which was lovely. We both really like it there. It's on our list of places to retire. =D We went to the train museum and to Halcyon Hot Springs. Sadly, while we were there we found out that Nathan's Grandma Fahey had passed away. It wasn't wholely unexpected, but still a sad event. I will miss her dearly. She was always such a mischievious, loving lady.
As for future plan, Nathan and I are hoping to get the basement developed before spring. It won't be a lot of work, but it will take a certain amount of coordination. We want to get it done now, because as soon as it's warm enough we'll be in the backyard working on the flower beds and the garden railway. I can't wait! Playing in the dirt is the best!
As soon as I find a spare minute I will post some pictures on our Picasa site from our trip and such. And now, it's back to my regularly scheduled lunch break.
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