Crafting and Relaxing

And credit to my Dad for cutting the wood bases for them.

Finally a chance to sit down and blog. The kids are watching Aladdin on our brand new 50″ TV, that my husband got last night, after almost three weeks without a TV. Realistically, I was so busy I didn’t even miss it. I think I would have been alright without a TV for a bit, but my poor hubby missed more then one Football game, and so when the Black Friday Flyers came last night, he jumped into action. So now we have a bigger, better plasma TV. As my mom said ” I’d better pretend that that means something and I’m impressed right?” or something like that… lol.  Yes it looks great on our wall, and I know the kids are happy to be able to watch Treehouse again.  So while Conner naps and I have my tea, I’d like to share the highlight of my week and relax a bit.

This week I fell quickly and comfortably into an old role of mine. A few weeks ago my Dad asked me if I would help with a Christmas party he was involved in  organizing. He asked if I could  make centerpieces for the tables. You see, I worked in the floral industry for close to ten years and during those years I discovered I have a natural talent for designing and crafting. Also that I really enjoyed creating beautiful floral art with my hands. If I have the right supplies, my instincts take over and something inspires me to create beautiful pieces.  Well I think they are beautiful, and others tell me they are, so I hope they are not just being nice.  I once created a beautiful horse shoe wreath for someones funeral, and custom designed other funeral pieces with bibles, saddles, gardening gloves and other personal items. My most amazing memory of designing, was rescuing a bride after they  picked up their flowers from another florist and she was distraught. In 45mins, I re-designed her bouquet and the four bridesmaids bouquets,  managed to get before and after pictures too, all the while supervising Deanna who used to come to work with me. BOO-YAH! Top that! And they LOVED them.  But I digress, back to the centerpieces. I was excited to help out with this project. So I quickly went on Pintrest and after a few very inspiring pictures, came up with a  design.

My Mom and I did a shopping trip to Red Deer, and when I got back from my holiday, I went to work putting them together. My mom helped me one afternoon, and it was nice to share the project with her. We got in some Mother- Daughter time while we worked.  I was really impressed how  quick and simple they were to put together and how cost effective too.  My kids thought is was neat that Mom was making crafts. They were too little to remember the hours, and hours they spent as babies and toddlers helping me at the flower shop. I got to do crafts there everyday! And without the stress of business, I find that designing really is relaxing.  It is very satisfying to make something beautiful with your hands, to see an idea in your mind come together and look  good. I am really glad my Dad asked me to do these, and I hope that the guests at the Party tonight enjoy them! We made a total of 26 Centerpieces!

Now back to runny noses and a mountain of Laundry, till the next time my floral skills are needed, and I get to play with pretty things. Maybe sometime in the next month I’ll be able to sit down at my sewing machine again and fit in some Christmas crafts. It tis the season.  Enjoy your weekend everyone.

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Nominated… wow.

I am sitting here at the end of my day, sorting through a few emails, and trying to tie up a few loose ends. I had a very fun day, reliving my past role as a florist, designing centerpieces; Christmas berries, hot glue gun, pinecones and glitter ribbon. I had a great time. But I’m getting sidetracked,  so I come across an email….. Approve this comment….. A new pingback is awaiting approval. Okay, so I quickly put on my detective hat and search Pingback on Google, Yes I am new to this, can you tell? And it means someone else has tagged my blog  in their blog. Hey that’s cool.  So I do some more searching and find the blog “Life Doesn’t Knock” .  It turns out she has nominated my blog for the Liebster Award, Discover new blogs.!!!! I’m shocked. Wow. That’s neat, what a boost to my confidence.  So if I have time tomorrow after my mom hat gets hung up, I’ll  do some more detective work and find out more about the Leibster Award.

I am honored and surprised. Thank you.

My Turn

I’m not writing this post to invoke sympathy from friends or family, or to pour out my woes and feel sorry for myself, but as an observation to how life plays out.  Those sayings about what you put out  there comes back to you and karma and such, I think there is some truth in them. I have tried to live my life with those thoughts in mind. Treat others the way you wish to be treated, trying not to burn bridges, don’t judge someone unless you’ve “walked a mile” in their shoes, remember there are always two sides to every story etc, etc and so on. And I think I have done an okay job, I am not perfect, but I always try to make an effort.

Well tonight, yet again, I am sitting at home alone, listening to my girls (who are suppose to be sleeping) arguing about what book to read next and to my very tired baby “complain” about being put in his bed so I can get a few minutes for me.  Now neither of these things are terrible, reading in bed is okay really, and it’s not like Conner is screaming his head off, but after another day by myself  looking after the kids, these noises sound like nails on a chalkboard.  Today again I am a Harvest widow. My husband has been out in the field all day and just informed me that he’ll eat his supper when he’s done, so I don’t need to bring him anything. Yesterday after supper I took all the kids for a quick drive to see him, just to get out of the house and have a break. I know my fellow moms would understand when I say at the end of the day it can be hard not to snap when one of your kids calls…. Mommy! By 8pm that word sends shivers down my spine sometimes, and I have to remind myself, “it’s just because I’m tired and it’s been a long day. I really do love that word” : ) My friend told me once there was a FB post about how bedtime should be at the beginning of day when mommy’s patience hasn’t been used up yet. How true is that hey? I am capable of handling it though. I’ve proven that to myself in the last four months, but it’s certainly nice to have some help. I’ve got tonnes of support that I can call on anytime I need too, so it’s really not as bad as it may seem here. PS the house if quiet now. All three kids sleeping like angels.

So I bet your wondering where this is going. Well it seems like ever since we had our baby boy in the spring,  I have been running this show alone. I know that’s not how it is, but with Dean in the field from morning till after dark and a new baby and two other kids, it gets overwhelming sometimes. It’s better now that Conner is older, he’s still demanding, but before I know it he’ll be running around too. In my husband’s defense, it’s just the timing of everything. Spring, and Fall are a farmers bread and butter. For as long as I’ve known him this is  how its always been, the daily schedule at harvest, but I haven’t been home full time till now to notice how much I miss him when he’s gone all day and then all evening. It’s hard doing the parenting thing all by myself, and then I realize…….. huh this must be how HE felt.

You see when we were first married, I had a business and I had started dancing very regularly. Then we had a baby and I continued to run the flower shop, pursue my dance passion, be a mom and wife. Since dean farmed and he was busy at parts of the year, we naturally fell into the stay-at-home dad routine. And it worked, it really did, he loved his little girl, we managed alright, but I was gone a lot. Eventually I would sell the store and work a bit less, but by then I was part of a professional dance troupe and had started teaching classes. Then Caitlin came along and I worked part time after she was born. I was fortunate to bring her to work with me, and  I still danced in the evening, often leaving Dean with one or more kids. I don’t ever remember him complaining once all those years, he never protested, he always just helped make it work. What an amazing man! Well I realized last summer, that it just wasn’t working for us anymore. Caitlin cried when I went to work and I was so tired that driving to dance and teaching was exhausting. It was time to start subtracting. It was MY TURN to be the stay-at-home parent.  I knew I made the right choice when we had an incredible summer and then God confirmed that I was right where I should be when we found out we were expecting again.  So after all those years of me being the one who worked all day and then having evening commitments, it flipped around, and now it’s my turn to take over the role my husband did so well for many years.

And even if I feel like complaining, I will try not to, he never did and I will just remind myself, that now it’s my turn. Karma’s a bitch right? , but in this case I’m actually thankful cause she kicked me right to where I should be, and probably where I should’ve been a long time ago.  When the kids are older, there will be time again for me to dance and work (if i want), but right now they need me here, Dean needs me here, I need me here. I’ll be thankful also that I am part of a family fortunate enough to be a stay-at-home mom. For I know there are others who do not have that luxury.

Autumn Arrives

What an absolutely perfect Autumn day in Canada today. It was warm and a light breeze and the colorful leaves in the trees are breathtaking. I was out and about today, headed to the city, and was driving the beautiful back country roads. I believe that fall can only truly be appreciated on these back roads, where the coulees and hillsides are full of changing leaves and the fields are being harvested by combines driven by people like my husband.  The ditches turn a burnt orange, not from the grass, but from the leaves that fall there. Many times today I thought how wonderful it is to see these fall landscapes in person, not just on a calendar, and these areas are picture perfect in my mind. My neighbor brought me a beautiful bouquet of sunflowers the other-day in many colors. As a florist, fall was always my favorite time of  year for all the many colored sunflowers. Yes the many beautiful  signs of autumn are all around us, but in Canada, another sure sign that summer is over and Autumn has arrived, is the furnace kicks in around 4am. I heard it the other morning as I was putting the baby back to bed after a nighttime feeding.  And as strange as it seems, for me the sound of the furnace means the seasons have definitely changed.

This time of year also means putting away the fans we used twice this summer and hauling out the room heaters.  Are we crazy to live in a country where houses need heaters 9 months of the year, and cars HAVE to have a block heater? Where we complain how hot it is in August and wish we had air conditioning for like one week each year? Can we really justify the price of airconditioning? I have a friend who did! He said it was +33 Celsius in his house this summer for more than two days. Lol. So…. in went the air conditioner, just in time for the change of season.

Yep we live in a country where warm jackets hang on our hooks all year, and I’m still not sure why I bother to put the toques and mitts away for summer. But my mom often says how blessed we are to experience the different seasons, to see the trees change colors, and the fresh white snow in winter, and then the new grass peaking through the snow in spring. The changing seasons in Canada and particularly in our province are beautiful and breathtaking if you take a step back and just look.

When I was young the changing seasons even inspired me to write a poem and I submitted it into a contest. My poem was accepted to be published in a book compiling all of  the winning poems. So I guess you could say I’m published??? I wonder if I could find that book now on Amazon.ca, Wouldn’t that be strange.

Anyway I got sidetracked. I’ve made myself a warm drink and am cuddled in my housecoat thinking of all the beautiful things I saw on this fall day, and then I am reminded of another reason I enjoy Autumn. In my Family it is birthday season (if there is such a thing) In my immediate family there are 6 of us who have fall birthdays. Including, ahhhh, my own! But I’ll just focus on everyone else for now. It really is true that the older you get, birthdays are not such a big deal. Maybe it’s that we enjoy our kids birthdays more as we see the joy in there faces and feel the love in our hearts for what we created. Maybe it that we understand that life will continue around us no matter what age we are, or maybe there are less “milestones” after that coveted 18/ 21. I know there are “big” birthdays, but as an adult, your birthday isn’t about the gifts you get, or the icing color on the cake, or even where you go or what you do, but whats most important is who you are with. Your loved ones, your friends, your family.  I hope that I can teach my own children that it’s not the gifts that matter, but the people who bought them.

Well I’m raising my coffee mug, to a toast, to a wonderful season and hopefully a great harvest for my husband too.  And to his birthday too and my mom’s and my dad’s birthday and his dad’s and, well you get the point. Autumn is a great time of year, even if it means summer is officially over.