Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Things have been so busy. So SO busy around here. What with all of the hours I spend lying in bed whining about morning sickness, and then throw in the time I spend on the couch watching TV...I mean who has time to blog with all that going on?

I won't be pathetic forever though. ...I hope. Sometime soon I will take the time to share the wonderfulness of our lives again. Baby is growing big. I know that because my belly is growing exponentially so all must be well in that department. Sam, Abby and Jess have been playing so well together lately, and John has been so supportive. Overall we are all healthy and well and life is good.


For now though, here is a picture of our youngest. She better enjoy life as the "baby" because those days are numbered!



Oh yeah and I think this may be how the whole Swine Flu thing got so out of hand:

Friday, April 17, 2009

So there was this Tree...

So there was once this tree. A beautiful, healthy, large thriving poplar Tree. It stood majestically on the Northeast corner of our property right before my garden. I had nothing against this tree-in fact I loved it.

My favorite thing about our home is the actually LOT in which our home sits. One day (we are talking a year from now) some lucky buyer will literally Drive our house off this lot and we will be left with a True Gem. Large spacious yard with beautiful full grown trees lining the entire property. Throw in a kick butt garden plot and a soon to be vegetable pit- and you can see why I love this place. The trees are a big part of that Love.

Back to that one tree. This one to be precise:


Over the last couple of weeks John and I have been dreaming about starting a small orchard. We are talking 3 maybe 4 trees. A couple of apple trees, maybe a cherry tree, John wants to try his luck at a pear tree...you get the idea. We plan to plant our trees in a couple of weeks and sadly the spot we want to plant them is occupied by none other then this old poplar. We want to line our garden with the new trees but they would never do very well next their much larger competitor for nutrients. So a decision was made.


The tree had to go.

Step 1: Get permission from our neighbor seeing as the tree lies mostly on his property line. That was a must.




Step 2: Invite John's Dad over for Dinner.

(But suggest that perhaps he come over a few hours early) Tricky eh. He's a handy father in law to have when it comes to all things that grow.




Step 3: Cut a wedge into the tree- that will cause it to lean a direction.

See it Lean. It's leaning!!!!!



Step 4: Get out of the way. That is important. A tree like this comes crashing down!
I was actually on the phone with my sister-in-law luci at the time and she could hear the tree cracking as it fell. This part made me really sad and regretful actually. Have you ever seen the cartoon movie Fern Gully? I felt like "Hexus" the evil nemesis who tries to ruin the rain forest by destroying every tree in it's path. I felt like him. No wait- I felt like I was MARRIED to "Hexus."


Step 4: Retreat into the house and let "Hexus the tree killer" clean up the mess he's made.



For the next several hours John and his Dad cut wood, hauled wood and worked on digging out this stubborn and deeply rooted stump. And I mean they worked. They hacked at the roots, neighbors drove by with trucks and tried pulling the tree out. John pushed. john Pulled. John Jumped on it. That stump was NOT going to budge.
Finally that evening the men took a much needed break in which they came in for that dinner we had promised my Father in law. I proved to be a real winner when I served the desert. A homemade cherry blueberry pie. The cherries were hand picked from my father in laws yard last year. It would have been a beautiful pie- had I remembered to remove the PITS from the CHERRIES! So after damaging their teeth on desert the men headed back out to attack that stubborn old stump.


The wonderful thing about living in this town is that it doesn't take long before a member of your ward Elder's Quorom presidency drives by and offers assistance. Even better when said ward member owns one huge mamma jamma of a tow truck.
This was cool to see and it drew quite a crowd.



Even with the tow truck this was not an easy stump to pull. I love how in this photo you might not see it well- but the front of the truck was actually lifted about a foot in the air!




After one broken chain, and another broken cabel out came the last remaining part of that tree.



John filled in the massive whole, raked up all remnants of branches and debris and this morning when we awoke it was almost as if there never was a tree there. It has actually made me sad when talking to people about it and they say, "Oh I never even noticed that tree." Poor little tree. To have grown so big and tall and been so unnoticed.


Well that leaves an empty spot in which we promise promise PROMISE we will be replanting three more fruit trees of some sort in it's place.

So we aren't that bad.


....are we?

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Spring? Maybe...?

I'm nervous to say that spring is here. Last time I said that - we were greeted to this the next morning: But that is southern Alberta for ya now isn't it. It's been a beautiful week and I really think that we've seen the last of the snow. ...maybe. I think.


Do you want to know what the three best things about being married to a school teacher are? Well-in no particular order the 3 best things about it are:
July, August and Spring Break!!! That time off is the BEST time of year!

It has been SOOO nice to have John home all week long. No evening lesson prep. No marking. We've tackled lots of little projects around the house during the day and in the evenings we've enjoyed Lord of the Rings. Luckily I've had more good days then bad lately as far as the "morning sickness" goes. I'm sure John has appreciated having someone a little more human- like around here.


Easter weekend we brought out the picnic table. One of my FAVORITE favorite favorite things to do is eat dinner outside. The spring air is refreshing, the kids stay put longer, neighbors pass by, and cleaning up for some reason is a cinch. Love it.


Mind you we weren't expecting these little bovine buddies to join our little picnic, but ...then again... that's southern Alberta for you.





Earlier in the week, some of John's siblings planned a tinfoil dinner in Waterton. Despite the fact that the thought of leaving the house seemed like too much work for me- the thought of waterton was enticing enough. Luci made yummy tin foil dinners for everyone. Rachel brought s'mores. It was cold. There was snow. Perhaps we should have dressed the kids better. But it was so Nice!




Of course we could not have left Waterton without flying at our favorite spot. John and Jord flew those remote planes of theirs and Abby got to fly her Princess kite!

I like this pic with the hotel in the background. If I had a dollar for every photo I've taken of this hotel...
John took this photo of the kids on Sunday morning. Sundays are rough around here these days so you can appreciate the little miracle it was that all THREE were actually dressed in time for church!


Other exciting news of the week: For me, the most exciting news is that I've felt a bit more human! I have good days and bad days. But not ALL BAD days anymore. Progress right. I've taken a walk around our house and I see flowers and plant popping up out of the soil everywhere. My Rhubarb I transplanted last fall actually appears to be taking, and today- I noticed my parsley popping out of the ground!

I am really Really excited to start my garden this year. I'm not sure how I'll be able to tend to it when I have a stomach the size of my house- but then again I'm married to a school teacher right? Perhaps I need to start calling it "our garden" and let john help me in it a bit more.
This was my passion last summer and i have to admit I got a bit territorial over it.


I've spent some time planning our garden for this year. There are a lot of things I want to do differently. Ahem... I mean - there are a lot of things that WE want to do differently this year. Today we actually completed phase 1 of our plan. When I say we- I mean John and my Father in law. I'll blog about it tomorrow, but I'll tell you this. It involves a chainsaw...one REALLY big poplar tree... and a very cool tow truck.


Don't worry "tree lovers"- it's all part of our Master plan!

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Perspective

It's been a rough few weeks. I've been putting off writing on my blog because, well I've had nothing I felt was worth recording. Our days have consisted of the same monotonous routine. John goes to work, I spend hours at a time in bed, and the kids watch FAR too much TV. I've not cooked a meal for weeks so our meal times have been equally redundant. Ichiban...kraft dinner...repeat. I'm at the point in my pregnancy where SICK has set in and I can't believe I let myself forget this part of it. The morning sickness is more like All day Sickness and I feel like I could sleep for 8 hours and then fall asleep without a problem at night. Blah. I waft between feeling sorry for myself, and feeling guilty for the bad mom I've let myself become. Those emotions have pretty much consumed me and prevented me from feeling anything towards anybody else. Shame- I know.

Just when I felt like I couldn't feel any worse physically, I heard some news today that broke my heart. You see my biggest fear, MY BIGGEST FEAR as a mother, as I'm sure it is for so many of you as well, is the thought of losing one of my kids. Sometimes the worry from this has kept me up at night. Today as I was laying on the couch (I know pathetic) an Amber Alert came on the TV. A little 5 month old baby had just been kidnapped in Sherwood park. As the broadcaster continued to ramble off information about the stolen vehicle the baby was in, I felt myself saddened and listened in shock. Doesn't that make your heart ache? Somewhere at this very moment, my greatest nightmare has become one Mother's reality. I hope they find him soon.

It was enough to make me sit up straight and resolve to love my kids a little more and think of myself A LOT LESS. To just be glad that they are here, safe and sound. Another story dominating the news today was about two parents who's infant is literally dying and they are fighting to have her heart donated to another dying baby. I instantly felt ashamed for the lack of gratitude I have conveyed over the past several weeks. I'm keenly aware that some people would LOVE to be given the opportunity to have kids. Others would give anything to have kids who are healthy. Some would give anything to have their children safe at home with them? I have that all.

I am blessed.


Sometimes I just need a little dose of perspective.