Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Automatic

Once a meal is done, I'm left alone to clean up the mess.

Dirty dishes, empty ice cube trays, and a milk pitcher left on the table. Soiled napkins, and plastic wrappings that are crumpled and should be thrown in the garbage!

And when I have finally tidied the kitchen, and put away the cutlery, glasses and dishes for the day.

Why are there more plates, and cups in the sink the very next morning?

We didn't have breakfast yet!

It baffles me all the time.

Did the kids think that everything is done automatically?

That the dishes will be washed, ice cube trays will be full and milk bags will be replaced every single day?

Seriously?

Grrrr.

I think I'm going to turn my off button for a change.

I need to recharge my batteries.

And for the remaining days of summer, it will be set on manual for the boys.

Good luck!

Monday, July 21, 2014

The Cottage Life

Hello summer!

When my cousin invited us to the cottage for the weekend. I knew I couldn't refuse!

I have fond memories as a little girl of summers spent at the cottage, swimming, and playing with my cousins.

I packed all the essentials, prepared dinner and headed off to Balsam Lake.

We arrived in the late afternoon. My cousins were already there with their families. In the front yard, there was an intense game of volleyball. Other family members lingered in the backyard or near the dock. The younger kids were playing in the sand.


As soon as we unloaded our gear, J.P wanted to go in the lake.

He didn't waste any time. Would you?



J.P and his cousin took a ride in the peddle boat. And swam and frolicked in the water!

In the evening, we all gathered around the fire pit, and roasted marshmallows and ate s'mores! It was definitely a s'more fest. I think Mr. O had one too many!



Fishing, karaoke, jamming on the guitar, eating and hanging out in the kitchen with my aunt and cousins.

There's nothing more I'd rather do than spend
the weekend with my family and relatives.





Oh, the cottage life!


Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Forty Days

It's been forty days since my mom's passing.

And to tell you the truth, it hasn't been easy.

The day after her funeral, we celebrated A.R's Confirmation. A week later, it was S.E's third birthday and then J.P's birthday.

So many family celebrations - moments of joy and laughter without her.

I was teary-eyed when A.R walked down the aisle with his classmates for his grade eight graduation in June.

A day I reminded my mom; wishing she was there to see him graduate with honours.

And last Saturday, J.P had his first violin lesson.

My mom would have been so delighted and proud!

We're doing our best to go on without her.

Finding ways to cope.

The garden has been a place to reflect, and be serene.

I planted Peony in the front yard in her memory.



It will bloom every May-June.


Forty Days you left us to be with our Lord, Mom. We gathered with family - your brother and sister, relatives and close friends prayed and celebrated your life once more. We miss you and love you so much!