I Don't Juggle Well

I had planned to write a brilliant post about rediscovering some favourite CD's for "On the TurnTable Today"....but ....

Instead,   I have had the most incredible case dropping things today.     First, I was on my way into the house, juggling my water bottle, keys and purse in one hand.   Somehow I ended up clutching just the lid of my  Nalgene bottle while the contents spilled into my purse.    Nice.

Then...a short while later....I took a mug of soup out of the fridge, bumped it on the open door of the microwave and it fell...inexplicably....and splatted half inside the microwave and half underneath.     I don't think I could have spilled more spectacularly....seriously! 

(Right now I'm listening to Gino...I can't even remember the other 4 discs.)

My Beautiful Square

I wouldn't want anyone to get the idea that I am unhappy living where I am.    The sheer volume of blog posts on Wabakimi might lead you to believe this...but like a sponge soaks everything up...it also needs to be wrung out from time to time so it can continue to function properly.  I'm all squeezed out now ;)

There is so much beauty in the everyday things around us, if we only look.    Sometimes we are looking down, focusing intently on something right in front of us...a task, a problem, a burden, and we can easily forget to look up.    And there it is...even when the extent of your sky is the little square above you....dramatic beauty presents itself everyday. When a cloud moves in front of the sun, the light still shines powerfully.  Isn't life just like that too?

Ray and I were staining the garage when these clouds moved in front of the sun.  We always seem to leave that task for the fall and then we run into the overnight temperatures being too cold for the stain to dry properly.  It usually ends up taking quite a while, but there's only one wall left to do....the side with the peak.

Occasionally we find ourselves on the road.  On Sunday we went to Chatham and had a great time visiting with Ray's family.  The Monarchs and friends were doing their thing. 

On Monday we headed out to Toronto to take in a Blue Jays game at Rogers Centre.   A good time was had by all... most of the time!   The roof was retracted half way through the game giving us a clear view of the CN Tower. The Jays beat the Rangers and Joe entertained us all the way back up to Yorkdale station by doing chinups and such on the subway...it's how he maintains his lean physique. Craig...was mortified and sat with a different family.




Today is their first day of sharing a 45 minute bus ride to school and back home again,  everyday for the rest of the school year.    With yesterdays prelude, I'm wondering how that's going right about now.

Lasting Glances

I could write a blog post about the memories that each one of these pictures represents:my Dad's hanky, the last red Smartie, Jerry's SPOT, the frog and my Holeys, Timmy's turkey club, the flag and seeing the "true North strong and free"....

I decided it's okay to have 22 pictures in my Top 10.   It was just that kind of trip.  The best part? Hands down.... going with my best friend and sharing all the initial excitement and moments first hand!  It was amazing in so many ways, but it's time to put 'er to bed.

Maybe someday, you and I might find ourselves in front of a computer screen together and I'll tell you every single story.

Thanks for coming along!!!!   Over and out...for now.