We had a pretty decent weekend. I took Friday off work, and we were able to lounge around lazily on Friday morning. Around noon we left to pick up my brother, and we headed off to Kenora for the weekend. We met my parents at the Best Western Lakeside Hotel, and had supper at their restaurant that overlooks the Lake of the Woods. It was quite beautiful at sunset, and the food was great. We then all piled into one hotel room to watch "Shrek 2".
Saturday was spent touring the area. We have a few friends with cabins in the area, so we visited them. We also drove out to Rushing River, which was gorgeous, and very serene. When we returned, we went out to the harbour to board the MS Kenora for supper. It was lovely to be on the lake at sunset, and the lights on the water from the cabins at night was fantastic. We had a great time. The rest of evening was spent in a rousing game of Risk. I think the last battle between my mom and Matthew ended sometime after midnight.
Sunday was a dreary day. Ryan, my dad and Matthew drove out to see the burned down Minaki lodge, while my mom and I did some shopping at the Blue Heron.
Now we are just counting down the days (just one more sleep) until Steve, Ang and Emily are out. We leave on Thursday evening for Fargo, and then Fair Hills for the weekend.
P.S. Happy birthday Steve!
Saturday was spent touring the area. We have a few friends with cabins in the area, so we visited them. We also drove out to Rushing River, which was gorgeous, and very serene. When we returned, we went out to the harbour to board the MS Kenora for supper. It was lovely to be on the lake at sunset, and the lights on the water from the cabins at night was fantastic. We had a great time. The rest of evening was spent in a rousing game of Risk. I think the last battle between my mom and Matthew ended sometime after midnight.
Sunday was a dreary day. Ryan, my dad and Matthew drove out to see the burned down Minaki lodge, while my mom and I did some shopping at the Blue Heron.
Now we are just counting down the days (just one more sleep) until Steve, Ang and Emily are out. We leave on Thursday evening for Fargo, and then Fair Hills for the weekend.
P.S. Happy birthday Steve!
Last night we experienced what I would call a "good old-fashioned thunder storm". It started early in the evening with a few deep rumbles in the distance, but by midnight there was a full-fledged light show with all the sound effects to go with it! I was awoken from my sleep at about 12:30 a.m. with a huge crash. As my sleepy eyes focused, I could see that behind the blinds there was some serious lighting flashes. I had to get up and watch, I love storms.
It brought me back to my days living at home. My mom and I both love storm watching, and when there was a big one, she knew I would be awake in my bed. She would sneak into my room and whisper into the dark, "Heather, do you want to watch the storm with me?". I never refused the offer. Sometimes we would go out the back of the house, and watch from the deck or if the lightning was better out front, we would sit in the living room. Those were good times. I missed having my mom come into my room to watch the storm with me last night. However, it was pretty fun to snuggle up next to Ryan and fall asleep to the sound of the thunder and the rattling house... which could very well have just been his snoring.
It brought me back to my days living at home. My mom and I both love storm watching, and when there was a big one, she knew I would be awake in my bed. She would sneak into my room and whisper into the dark, "Heather, do you want to watch the storm with me?". I never refused the offer. Sometimes we would go out the back of the house, and watch from the deck or if the lightning was better out front, we would sit in the living room. Those were good times. I missed having my mom come into my room to watch the storm with me last night. However, it was pretty fun to snuggle up next to Ryan and fall asleep to the sound of the thunder and the rattling house... which could very well have just been his snoring.
So this may end up being the ultimate PDA, so apologies to those that are down in the dumps about love.
I can't get over how amazing love is. It seems as though it should be conditional, and limited, and yet it just keeps surprising me. I am so completely in love with my husband Ryan. Everyday, he's just... there, and I love that. I knew marriage would be good, but honestly... it's real good. Not everyday is easy, I can say that. However, the good days are many, and they are heaven.
I can't get over how amazing love is. It seems as though it should be conditional, and limited, and yet it just keeps surprising me. I am so completely in love with my husband Ryan. Everyday, he's just... there, and I love that. I knew marriage would be good, but honestly... it's real good. Not everyday is easy, I can say that. However, the good days are many, and they are heaven.
I'd say on an average day spent at work I probably type in about 100 email addresses. I change people's email addresses on their business cards, letterhead and brochures. I add new email addresses, I change the old ones. I type them in to send customers their proofs. I type them in to ask customers questions. I look at them all day long. Email address, after email address, after email address. At the end of the day, I don't know what I've typed, to whom, about what. All the emails blend into one - was it .net? .org? .ca? .com? I can't remember. If I didn't put in the correct extension on their card, I didn't notice - they all start to look the same, and they never look incorrect. That's why I get really pissed off when I have to be sympathetic to a customer who ordered business cards, for which I typed in the incorrect extension on their email address, and then sent them a proof, that they approve, and we print the cards - incorrectly. I get the blame for the mistake. I feel badly about it. I call the customer and sympathetically apologize for my mistake (I always genuinely feel bad). However, it never seems to occur to customers that maybe I deserve some sympathy too. I send them a proof to put fresh eyes on my work. I ask them to sign it - but it never fails - we are still always to blame. I know it is like this in almost every different type of business. Today it just needed to be released.
So, want to hear something exciting? The high for today was 14 degrees. Want to hear something even more exciting? The low for tonight is 2 degrees... with risk of frost. Lovely.
P.S. Someone dear to my heart has a birthday on Saturday!
P.S. Someone dear to my heart has a birthday on Saturday!
After exploring a few other blogs today, I came back to my own and thought, "To others, this blog must seem like mindless babble about unimportant, irrelevant thoughts". I stared at my screen, and suddenly felt like my intelligence had vanished behind the lame accounts of our life. I don't use big words. My deep thoughts are not recorded. I really do the same thing day in and day out, and that's all there is to it. I suppose I started the blog knowing that it wouldn't be very informative or even necessarily interesting to the general public. However, I thought it would be a good thing to learn. I also thought that we have enough friends spread throughout various areas of the earth that this could be looked at as a decent way to keep in touch, even when it comes to the boring and ordinary day-to-day experiences. I will apologize to those readers who I may or may not have lost due to the mundane content of our blog. When the inspiration hits, I promise to post something wordy and smart, and possibly even pepper it with wit.
The baby epidemic is worsening! Not only do I know of two babies born within the last two weeks, and about five within the last month - there are currently at least four pregnant women that I know. I just got a call at lunch... our friends Amber and Erik are expecting.
Could everybody please stop? That would really help me to relax, and even more so, Ryan. The more babies I'm surrounded with, the more my materal instinct (and seemingly, the matching hormones) kick in. I can barely take it anymore. Our only relief is time spent with friends Rick & Lori, otherwise, everyone is a suspect.
Could everybody please stop? That would really help me to relax, and even more so, Ryan. The more babies I'm surrounded with, the more my materal instinct (and seemingly, the matching hormones) kick in. I can barely take it anymore. Our only relief is time spent with friends Rick & Lori, otherwise, everyone is a suspect.
Grandma Marianne Siemens came in today to show me some pictures of baby Emery. Take a look...
• Ryan and Emery
• Emery Randall Friesen
• Ryan and Emery
• Emery Randall Friesen
I'm ticked off. I just wrote a wonderful post about seeing Brent and Terrilee's baby last night, and it disappeared. Sometimes, no, ALL THE TIME, computers suck.
So here it goes AGAIN...
Last night Ryan and I went to see Brent, Terrilee and Emery in the hospital. The experience of seeing a new baby for me is always hunbling, and fills me with awe. The miracle of birth has become so real in the last year, and has changed my perception of giving birth completely. So, as we came around the corner and saw the group of family and friends in the doorway of the room, I was immediately drawn to tears. Thankfully I could count on Jerry (Friesen) to assure me that everyone else had already been seen crying, so I needn't worry about it.
Emery is a beautiful little baby. He has a lot of hair, and in my opinion, he looked a lot like Brent. He was sleeping quietly during our entire visit - what a good baby! Ryan held him first, and Marianne (Siemens) made sure to snap a shot. It was nice to be able to see him in that very new born state. We are so glad he made it into the world safely, and that mom and dad are happy and healthy too.
Look at how cute our babies could be...
P.S. Looks like my previous post made it after all!
So here it goes AGAIN...
Last night Ryan and I went to see Brent, Terrilee and Emery in the hospital. The experience of seeing a new baby for me is always hunbling, and fills me with awe. The miracle of birth has become so real in the last year, and has changed my perception of giving birth completely. So, as we came around the corner and saw the group of family and friends in the doorway of the room, I was immediately drawn to tears. Thankfully I could count on Jerry (Friesen) to assure me that everyone else had already been seen crying, so I needn't worry about it.
Emery is a beautiful little baby. He has a lot of hair, and in my opinion, he looked a lot like Brent. He was sleeping quietly during our entire visit - what a good baby! Ryan held him first, and Marianne (Siemens) made sure to snap a shot. It was nice to be able to see him in that very new born state. We are so glad he made it into the world safely, and that mom and dad are happy and healthy too.
Look at how cute our babies could be...
P.S. Looks like my previous post made it after all!
Last night Ryan and I went to the hospital to see Brent, Terrilee and Emery. The experience of seeing new parents with their new baby is almost too much for me. I am truly in awe of the miracle of birth, and this, of course, draws me to tears the minute I lay eyes on a new baby. Of course, last night the room was swarming with excited first-time aunties, grandparents and friends, and there I was, crying in front of all of them!
Emery is beautiful baby, with lovely hair, and a cute little nose. In my opinion, he already seems to resemble Brent, but this could all change. He was quietly sleeping throughout our visit - what a good baby! I am so glad he arrived safely, and that 'mom' and 'dad' made it too!
Look at how cute our babies could be...
Emery is beautiful baby, with lovely hair, and a cute little nose. In my opinion, he already seems to resemble Brent, but this could all change. He was quietly sleeping throughout our visit - what a good baby! I am so glad he arrived safely, and that 'mom' and 'dad' made it too!
Look at how cute our babies could be...
CONGRATULATIONS! A big congrats to Brent and Terrilee on the birth of their new baby. Baby Emery Randall Friesen finally arrived this morning at 6:06 a.m. He weighs 8lbs and 10oz, and he looks like Brent! Can't wait to see this new little face. I love him already!
Hello everyone! It feels as though it has been a long time since I last posted a blog. Life hasn't really been very "action-packed" for us lately, however, it has still been good.
On Friday, July 30th, Ryan's step-grandmother Dorothy Irene Johnston-Steel passed away. I didn't know her very well, but she was a kind woman, and I enjoyed her. She was ready to go, and she went peacefully in her sleep. We will be going to the funeral in Emerson on Thursday.
This weekend was spent in Emerson for Jeanne's Batchelor family reunion. We camped in Emerson at the park, and had a pretty good time with all the relatives. Highlights for me was the tour of Emerson in the Handi-Transit van with Ryan's uncle Doug, and having coffee on Sunday morning at his aunt Charlotte's place. I also braved the (broken) swinging bridge, and two treks across the border to Pembina - with only one resulting in a brief vehicle inspection (because we bought ice, a pizza, two hot rods, and Advil).
For the rest of the week we will try to keep cool, and wait for Terrilee and Brent's baby to arrive. So far the little shiester is almost a week late - must be a boy!
On Friday, July 30th, Ryan's step-grandmother Dorothy Irene Johnston-Steel passed away. I didn't know her very well, but she was a kind woman, and I enjoyed her. She was ready to go, and she went peacefully in her sleep. We will be going to the funeral in Emerson on Thursday.
This weekend was spent in Emerson for Jeanne's Batchelor family reunion. We camped in Emerson at the park, and had a pretty good time with all the relatives. Highlights for me was the tour of Emerson in the Handi-Transit van with Ryan's uncle Doug, and having coffee on Sunday morning at his aunt Charlotte's place. I also braved the (broken) swinging bridge, and two treks across the border to Pembina - with only one resulting in a brief vehicle inspection (because we bought ice, a pizza, two hot rods, and Advil).
For the rest of the week we will try to keep cool, and wait for Terrilee and Brent's baby to arrive. So far the little shiester is almost a week late - must be a boy!
