Catch Up

Tuesday, June 12th, 2007

FoyerWow. Where does one start? I guess with what caused my lengthy absence in the first place, the renovations…which are now DONE!

Can you see me grinning? :)

All our hard work paid off and the first people through made us an offer and (fingers crossed) the conditions will be removed in a few days and then we’ll be off to Yellowknife to look for our new home (more crossed fingers).

LivingroomNow even though things are calm here on the house front, I’ll still be absent from the blogosphere as I’m away visiting my mom. She’s in palliative care now and so the little ladies and I are pretty much stuck to her side these days. We’re getting in lots of visiting and chatting and hugs and whatnot, so things are as well as can be expected.

In the meantime, I’ll drop in as I pop home for visits with BH (taking a page from Toni’s book in which she refers to hers as “beloved husband”) and know that I’m thinking of you all and missing you.

Still here…

Sunday, May 13th, 2007

French VanillaMudding…
doing school and ferrying kids, but it’s looking promising now — there’s light at the end of this particular rainbow!

Bear with me just a little while longer —

I’ll be back.

I promise.

Take care everyone!

I’m missing you.

Happy Mother’s Day!!


Monday, April 30th, 2007

Chaotic Kitchen I recieved a phone call from my dear aunt yesterday and whilst chatting she commented that I sounded like I was bordering the edge of hysteria.

Suffice it to say, it was probably an accurate assessment. I’d just arrived home from spending the day at the Girl Guide camp with about 60 girls and sadly, no fairy had sprinkled my house with anti-renovation dust and turned it into the magical palace I know it could be. I guess I have to work on that by myself (insert long and suffering sigh here).

On the upside, I’ve had a few epiphanies during this renovation.

Number One
. However long I think it requires to get something done, it is safe to double the time for a more accurate assessment. Estimated time of completion is now May 14. Give or take a few weeks. ;)

Number Two. Ice cold beer tastes divine when you are soaking in a hot tub (this I discovered last night after DH decided to ditch the house for awhile and I managed a break in his absence).

Number Three. Take-out food gets just as boring as home cooked food. And Ichiban noodles? We like to call them “yarn noodles”, but they are not a suitable meal/snack for anyone. 400 calories per package. Insane. I am banning them from my cupboards.

Number Four
. Drywall dust has got to be the most impervious substance on the earth. Nasty hobbitses.

Number Five. White walls are no longer my cup of tea. Once you have color on your walls, you can never return to plain white. Our walls only have Buttermilk, French Vanilla and Embrace, but wow, what a difference the color makes to the ambience.

Number Six. Crawling over the couch in your kitchen to get to your sink makes for rather nimble acrobatics. I’m considering my life as a trapeze artist next.

Number Seven
. The tax deadline waits for no one, so I’d best get at that. Revenue Canada wants my contribution (LOL – I can hear Carla laughing from down south…she’s had hers done for months!).

Book Seventeen – Daphne & Wish You Were Here

Monday, April 23rd, 2007

HawaiiSun up until sun down, paintbrush and trowel in hand, the renovation frenzy continues on in the Pater household.

Have you ever heard the ‘Flight of the Bumblebee’? That would be us. It’s looking good though. Only (excuse me while I count…1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9) nine more walls to paint. And tomorrow we start putting in the new flooring. Then the trim and crown moulding goes on.

This renovation stuff has put a major crimp in my writing. I’ve been able to keep up with my Daphne reading, but that’s all. Everything else has come to a screeching halt. I miss my characters. I miss my stories.

I miss you guys, too!

Only another week of the renovation madness.

The Touch

Thursday, April 19th, 2007

Pink WallTactile sensation has never meant so much. I have skimmed my hands over the walls in this house so often, I now know them better than my own body.

And really isn’t that appropriate? Shouldn’t you *know* the home where you house your body which in turn houses your soul?

More paint fumes?

I’m not sure. Could be.

This week FreeWill has this to say for me …I like the way this guy thinks. ;)

You could grow moonflowers in a toxic waste dump, Libra. You could lift the spirits of a child who has been raised in grievous poverty. That’s how much regenerative power you possess right now. You might even be able to locate underground water in a desert, or resurrect a dead dream, or alleviate half of your deepest suffering. I’m not absolutely sure you could transform lead into gold, but I do know that now is one of your best chances ever to pull it off.

Time – The Commodity of Choice

Normal days have gone by the wayside in our lives now. Everthing revolves around the house and we are fitting everything to its schedule. Except the CF-18s. DH can’t ignore them, so he’s still going to work. ;)

I pulled my office apart to paint. It’s ready for its final coat (buttermilk), but funny (not funny ha ha, or funny strange, but rather funny kind of pitiful) that it took days to arrive at this point. With a layer of dark blue paint to cover, two full days of re-certification for first aid and normal life to attend to, these things take time. At least that’s what I’m telling myself.

The bedrooms are next. Then the livingroom and kitchen.

I’m missing you all. I hope to get some time to come visit around the cyberworld tomorrow. Take care.

Book Sixteen – Daphne Published Entry

Thursday, April 12th, 2007

wallpaper hellIt’s a good thing I’ve got until May to get these entries read. Wallpaper is being stubborn…have rented a steamer as suggested by Toni and Devon.

Elbows ache. Head pounds.

Life is good, but strange.

Perhaps it’s the wallpaper glue getting to me, but I’ve had many profound life epiphanies while scraping.

Tomorrow I’m mudding and I’ll be painting my office. If I weren’t concerned with resale, it’d be lime green. Since I am, it’ll be either a pale yellow or a blah beige.


Did someone say resale?

I did.

We’re selling this house.



DH received a posting message today and come June/July we will be HERE.

Take a minute and enjoy the picture show. It’s gorgeous.

And even better, my mom has decided to come with us. :)

A Formal Apology

To all the residents of Cold Lake. I’m sorry. Yesterday I packed away our winter things and brought out the spring/summer clothes and so of course it brought snow.

Mea culpa.

Please forgive me.

On to other things, Easter was lovely at my mom’s and we had a great visit.

Things are hectic in our house right now. Lots of changes going on (mostly due to renovations)…I should think about posting some before and after pics, shouldn’t I? I’ll wait until the after to do it, though. I don’t want to depress anyone. ;)

If my posts are sporadic, don’t worry. I’m only stripping. Wallpaper. sigh


As I child I collected stickers. It was all the rage and children spent a lot of recess time trading back and forth.

“One shiny for that scratch and sniff?”

“How many for that fuzzy?”

To say the least, it was a good learning experience in trading commodity. To say the most, it was fun.

We moved at some point and unfortunately while my books were in storage they disappeared. Talk about heartbreak. There was a lot of time and dollars invested in my collection.

When my dad died, I discoverd he had scads of mundane things collecting in his house. There were drawers and drawers filled with shopping bags neatly folded into squares. There was a LARGE ziploc full of twist ties. And a shopping bag full of neatly wrapped coils of all different kinds and lengths of string!

You might think he was a bit neurotic (I thought so), but I soon realized it was because he grew up poor and was taught to “waste not, want not”. He never preached at me, just went about his business and tucked away all the things he thought he might need.

I’ve been fortunate enough thus far in my life that I can’t imagine having to save a piece of string. Can you? Something to think about, isn’t it?

Besides all the ordinary things in his house, I found lots of interesting things, too, including a collection of buttons. It was tucked away underneath an ancient treadle sewing machine in a candy tin.

Somedays I pull it out and thumb through the buttons. There’s not anything fancy or flashy in that tin, just good serviceable buttons that would get the job done.

Kind of like my dad.

Did you have a collection as a child? Do you have one now? Are you particular about saving certain items?

What You Can Learn From Kids

This is shared from Al, who has four of the most adorable girls (and Girl Guides!) in all of Alberta. Thanks!

1.) A king size waterbed holds enough water to fill a 2000 sq. ft. house 4 inches deep

2.) If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with roller blades, they can ignite.

3.) A 3-year old child’s voice is louder than 200 adults in a crowded restaurant.

4.) If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not strong enough to rotate a 42 pound child wearing Batman underwear and a Superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 20×20 ft. room.

5.) You should not throw baseballs up when the ceiling fan is on. When using a ceiling fan as a bat, you have to throw the ball up a few times before you get a hit. A ceiling fan can hit a baseball a long way.

6.) The glass in windows (even double-pane) doesn’t stop a baseball hit by a ceiling fan.

7.) When you hear the toilet flush and the words “uh oh”, it’s already too late.

8.) Brake fluid mixed with Clorox makes smoke — lots of it.

9.) A six-year old child can start a fire with a flint rock even though a 36-year old man says they can only do it in the movies.

10.) Certain Lego’s will pass through the digestive tract of a 4-year old child.

11.) Play dough and microwave should not be used in the same sentence.

12.) Super glue is forever.

13.) No matter how much Jell-O you put in a swimming pool you still can’t walk on water.

4.) Pool filters do not like Jell-O.

15.) VCR’s do not eject “PB & J” sandwiches even though TV commercials show they do.

16.) Garbage bags do not make good parachutes.

17.) Marbles in gas tanks make lots of noise when driving.

18.) You probably DO NOT want to know what that odor is.

19.) Always look in the oven before you turn it on; plastic toys do not like ovens.

20.) The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make earthworms dizzy.

21.) The spin cycle on the washing machine will, however, make cats dizzy

22.) Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy.

23.) 80% of men who read this will try mixing the Clorox and brake fluid.

a) For those with no children – this is totally hysterical.

b) For those who already have children past this age, this is hilarious.

c) For those who have children this age, this is not funny.

d) For those who have children nearing this age, this is a warning.

e) For those who have not yet had children, this is birth control.

You Decide…