Oh, my Angelina Lips!!...

I'm not a die-hard camper. Seems everytime we go camping, its cloudy, or raining or cold and sometimes all three at one time. This past weekend we went camping and, you guessed it, Friday night was freezing. We hunkered around the camp fire all night and the next day, it was the same thing..just plain ol' cold. But Sunday morning we woke up to the most glorious sunshine! And it was hot! I revelled in the sun, absorbing all of that beautiful heat. The next day did I pay for that, I was burned in splotches all over the place but the worst were my Lips! I am still suffering..I think the Lord is making my mouth pay for all the complaining about cold weather that I did..guess that will teach me to be thankful for the weather whether I like it or not!

Tools, Tools, get your tools here....

We had a garage sale yesterday. Did very well as far as garage sales go. Met some interesting people, neighbors mostly, but I think there was one there that wasn't too neighborly! What possesses some one to go to a garage sale and actually steal an item and take off. I mean, really, garage sales are pretty cheap but someone wanted it cheaper...like free! You never know what someone might want to buy, like broken down garden tools, rusty old bread mixing pans,garden knee pads or a half box of #2 coffee filters! Tools were the ticket item in this sale and Ed had a ton of them..made a lot of men very happy and they pulled in a lot of bucks. We actually had wives grabbing their hubbys arms and hauling them away...with hubby yelling, I'll be back, I'll be back!!
I didn't do as well, seems nobody wanted little bags of ribbon or a silver tray that needs yearly cleaning.Oh well, we can always try again with a fall garage sale.

Home is in the heart...

Good news! My baby daughter is coming home for a visit! We don't get to see her, maybe every two years. We sure miss her but since she chose to marry a Texan, she's a long way from home. Seems it doesn't matter where we live or how long we have been away from"home", there is always that one place that will always be "home". I guess I will always think of Prince George as "home" even though we lived in Kelowna longer than we did Prince George. I suppose that comes from having raised our children there, serving most of our working life there and then leaving our children there. I guess the heart always stays in the place where the people we love stay. Our family is stretching out over the province so guess that thought is going to have to change.We miss them all but seems the younger generation are building their own lives and I guess thats as it should be. After all it would be pretty crowded all living in the same house. Wouldn't that be one nightmare!

Quiltbuds...

I went on our annual quilting retreat this past week. What a blast we had!There are seven of us who get together every May for a long weekend to fabric shop, maybe take in a quilt show or two and sew all day in our jammies!.
This time we chose to go across the line to take in some quilt shops. Of course none of us adhered to the $50.00 a day shopping cross the line rules.The girls all decided that if someone had to charm their way back across the line then I was the one that had to "take one for the team". But we had no trouble getting back home..which was too bad because the border crossing guard was kinda cute!
Can you imagine what seven menopausal women are like all crowded into a 12x15 room? The poor back door nearly broke off its hinges, opening and closing all day..what a contribution we made to global warming and it gave new meaning to the term "sweatshop"!
We did have a lot of fun and spent a whole wad of money on fabric we just had to have, heavens knows that none of us own enough fabric yet to satisfy our fabric owning urges. A lifetime would not be long enough to sew up the yardage we have gathered in our coffers. Some day our daughters will inherit our treasures and by then they will be at the age that they too, will be wanting a 'hobby' to fill their retirement hours.

The Spirit knows...

Just had a birthday..a BIG one! Now I know that age is just a number,my head knows it,my heart knows it but the spirit says hey, where has the time gone?I don't feel this big number.I think as you get older the spirit grows stronger than the body and thats a good thing. After all we're headed where the spirit is the only thing that counts. That doesn't stop the aches and the pains and the body that doesn't want to move too fast but it makes life still very much worth living.Being retired is wonderful and even better when the government choses to support you.Just remember to keep smiling, it sure hides a lot of those wrinkles.

Cutting Clan Up-date...

This past month has been a very eventful month for the Cutting Clan. Don and Wendy got married last Saturday, Nastasha had a baby girl, Ron retired from McGavins this week and Harv and Doreen are off on a two week cruise to some exotic place. Dad had an operation, which we are thankful went quite well and Madeline is back home again. Ken and Jade have set a wedding date for the end of July and Justine and Chad have moved to Vernon closer to their great grandparents, whom I hope they keep in touch with. Andrea is expecting a new daughter fairly soon. Not sure whats been happening in Dan and Donna's life but hope its only good stuff. Thats not bad for a family that can cruise along without anything exciting happening for long periods of time. We are not having a family reunion this year as Dad and Gloria are going to Sask. the end of June for a nursing reunion for Gloria. Next year I believe its in Kamloops all things going well.
So I am off to Langley next week on a quilting retreat, looking forward to seeing family and friends that I only see once a year and having a great time of shopping and laughing, enjoying each others company.

I can see clearly now...

My hubby owns a lot of stuff..tho'he doesn't own a welder he owns several welding masks. Today he goes over to Ted's to get his trailer welded up and takes along a welding mask with him. Now this a pretty fancy mask, it darkens if the light of the welder gets to bright and lightens up when it isn't. Here Ted, try this new welding mask and see how you like it, he says. Ted gives it a try and ,No, its too dark for me he says. Ed then turns the little dial to adjust it some but no it's still too dark, Dad. Along comes Colin to help out and Grandpa says, here Colin try this mask out. Colin then got his Grandpa good, he tries it on, takes it off and looks at it and says its too dark but maybe if you remove the protective coating you could see thru it!
That gave his Dad and grandpa a good laugh at themselves!