Archive for September, 2009

Truly a Little Man

Thursday, September 24th, 2009

Me: Markus, what kind of treat do you want Daddy to bring home from Sobeys for you?

Markus: Um…..I think I would like…um…….BACONNN!!!!

Me: Bacon?!

Markus: Yeah, I want MEAT!!

Lovely day for a Guinness

Friday, September 18th, 2009

lgpp30181lovely-day-for-a-guinness-guinness-posterI finally started adding some colour to our very pale interior: I painted a wall in the dining room last night. I so hoped it would cover properly in one coat, as I only had a quart and the woman at the store figured that would be enough. Wishful thinking. Back I go today to get more. Gonna get a gallon this time since we decided we’re going to paint the same colour on a couple walls in the living room and front entrance. I LOVE the colour (Davenport Tan – I know, the tan part makes it sound blah, but Davenport….it sounds so refined and British. I want to talk with an English accent every time I walk in the room :), and when it’s all done I’ll be sure to post some pics. I am so looking forward to getting this dining room done so we can hang our art – Guinness posters! They are so cool, and the colours in them are fantastic. (We’ve got this toucan one, and the “Guinness for strength” one as well.) I’m feeling so inspired when it comes to decorating this blank canvas and it’s so much fun! The trouble is affording all we want to do. That’s always the trouble, isn’t it?

p.s. For the record: I don’t even like Guinness, I just like the art :) Clay likes it though – the darker the beer the better for him.

Lunchtime logic

Thursday, September 17th, 2009

photo-2721Me: You’re way too cute!

Wy: No. I’m a boy!

How do I explain to a two-year-old that he’s both?

:)

I’m dreaming…

Thursday, September 17th, 2009

I’m dreaming of a finished basement
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the faucets don’t glisten
And children listen
To hear creatures on their show

I’m dreaming of a finished basement
With every floorplan I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your basements be ….white? haha

“Build her a cake or something…”

Wednesday, September 16th, 2009

Okay I know, I’m super bad at updating. I don’t think I’m going to apologize though. I’m relieved that when life gets busy, it’s my blog that gets neglected and not something important like feeding my family or doing the laundry. Not that I’m always up to speed on those things. There are times I’m desperate for Clay to bring subs home for supper, and days when Clay has to gently remind me to wash some clothes because he’s running out of socks and underwear. But hey, I’m not blogging while those things are going on so I’d say I’m on the right track.

goldie It’s little BIL’s birthday today, and because Markus loves cake, he offered to bake Uncle Cody a birthday cake :) We spent the morning in the kitchen making carrot cake, and since the kitchen was already dirty and I had overripe bananas on the counter I whipped up a loaf of banana bread too. It’s all sitting on the counter, cake is waiting to be built once I make cream cheese icing. YUM. And I don’t even need to cook tonight, as Clay’s grandparents are having us all for supper! Woohoo! I’m looking forward to packing up the cake in my vintage Tupperware cake taker for its maiden voyage out of my kitchen (it’s gold, what else is there to say?) and feasting at Nanny and Poppa’s.

Construction is coming along next door: the last house to be built on our street. My dad is a contractor and I spent a lot of my childhood “helping” on his job sites. Most of that time was spent building benches out of scrap 2×4’s and 2×6’s. I was so pro. The noise of sheeting being knocked into place on the floor, saws cutting, air nailers pounding, and compressors rumbling isn’t a nuisance to me. It reminds me of my childhood. Mmm, the smell of freshly cut lumber (now there’s a perfume I might not mind). The only annoying part is when they blast Wired 96. There is no way the stuff they play on that station could be considered music. I was relieved to hear The Bull yesterday. Me. Relieved to hear country. Haha, I feel old when I catch myself grumbling about kids these days and their crappy music :P

Well, icing ingredients beckon me – I better get cake-building!