Since I was last on here, I have been busy upgrading the house.
I put new flooring in the kitchen and hall and I have the laminate flooring waiting to go on next month. The garage and the house have been painted and I have a few details to finish on it and the two back sheds to paint as of yet. I did it in a grey with white trim and it looks great.
I bought some patio squares and made a cement patio out beside the house for to put the table and chairs on, no more sinking into the ground when you sit on the chairs. I also was in Walmart the other day and bought myself one of those three seat swings. I got it on sale for less than $100.00, great buy, and it folds down into a bed. (Always wanted one of those things).
Just finished mowing the lawn except the back part, seems like it was only last week that I did it. Look at the grass and you can almost see it grow.
I had some dear friends and family come and do it all for me. How much more can I ask for. It leaves me speechless and humble.
I am going to wait until the living and bedroom are done before I really put things back to normal. In the meantime, I can sort through a lot of things and discard what I don't intend to keep. I was hoping to have what I didn't want put in a community auction but I guess that won't happen until next year.
It has been ten months since Ron left us all and to me it is still yesterday. I really find it hard to adjust to the time speeding past. Yet I knew it would happen. I can still see him, giving me heck for buying a swing.
I must run and get ready for bed, even though I haven't been sleeping good these last few days. Tomorrow on Sunday, I am going out with the Lions to help clean up around the landfill site. A chance for the club to make some money. TA TA until next time.
Cecile
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Life Sucks
his past while has been really rough. I am not sleeping most nights, at least all night. I might be getting about 3 to 4 hours sleep. The rest of the time, I am really down. It's not above me to cry at any time, all it takes is to just look at his picture. Don't worry everyone, this is normal and part of the grieving process. I do know there will come a time when this won't happen.
I find it hard to do any housework, not only because I look at it and think to heck with it, but I tore my ham string awhile back and it also is bothering me something terrible. I was told it would take time to heal. Meanwhile, my physiotherapist is wondering if I really am doing my exercises. I decided to join curves to see if that will make a difference in how I feel. Here's hoping.
It's the pits when you can't get up on a chair to even change a light bulb. To climb up and down stairs, because you have to take the steps once step at a time. It's hard to carry anything up or down stairs, because you need your hands to keep you steady because that dumb leg might give out at any time
because it is hurting so much.
I Thank God for family and friends, they are the foundation that I am leaning on at this time. They are precious to me. Even with the fact that I knew in my heart that Ron was dying three years ago, it's still hard. I cry for myself, because he can't come back to me. He's at peace in a pain free place.
I find it hard to do any housework, not only because I look at it and think to heck with it, but I tore my ham string awhile back and it also is bothering me something terrible. I was told it would take time to heal. Meanwhile, my physiotherapist is wondering if I really am doing my exercises. I decided to join curves to see if that will make a difference in how I feel. Here's hoping.
It's the pits when you can't get up on a chair to even change a light bulb. To climb up and down stairs, because you have to take the steps once step at a time. It's hard to carry anything up or down stairs, because you need your hands to keep you steady because that dumb leg might give out at any time
because it is hurting so much.
I Thank God for family and friends, they are the foundation that I am leaning on at this time. They are precious to me. Even with the fact that I knew in my heart that Ron was dying three years ago, it's still hard. I cry for myself, because he can't come back to me. He's at peace in a pain free place.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Spring
The rabbits are turning brown, which is a good sign that spring is around the corner. Crows are back, cawing their heads off and I haven't seen any more ravens around. No gophers yet though that I have seen.
It feels like spring, although the weather hasn't been cooperating. While the sun is getting warmer as the days go past and the daylight hours are increasing, winter still insists on getting it's two cents worth in now and again. The snow is gradually dissapearing and I can now see the cars that were parked in the back yard now.
Time to start thinking about the yard and garden, flower garden, I quit vegetable garding a couple of years ago. The only things I miss with it, is that is where I used to take my frustrations out and the feeds of fresh vegetables. I certainly don't miss the hoeing and weeding and and....
Easter is late this year, not until the end of April.
Until later, take care and God Bless.
Cecile
It feels like spring, although the weather hasn't been cooperating. While the sun is getting warmer as the days go past and the daylight hours are increasing, winter still insists on getting it's two cents worth in now and again. The snow is gradually dissapearing and I can now see the cars that were parked in the back yard now.
Time to start thinking about the yard and garden, flower garden, I quit vegetable garding a couple of years ago. The only things I miss with it, is that is where I used to take my frustrations out and the feeds of fresh vegetables. I certainly don't miss the hoeing and weeding and and....
Easter is late this year, not until the end of April.
Until later, take care and God Bless.
Cecile
Monday, March 21, 2011
m Spring
Here it is spring and there's still snow. I am still packing boxes of stuff I don't want or need anymore. There are boxes stacked in the bedrooms upstairs, downstairs, the basement and including the living room. I am beginning to feel like they have been there forever.
Never realized how much stuff there was in the house until I started sorting and packing. I have even gone back to the same spot and resorted some more. I basically am running out of room to put anymore boxes around. I need to back upstairs and pack some more. There are over a hundred hats up there, that Ron had collected, and I guess, the boys can take what they want and I will sell the rest. He also had a pen and pencil collected, bet there are over a thousand pen and pencils in the container. They go to, can't keep them all.
I seem to be sleeping in bits and pieces, at least it seems that way. I was up at 5 this morning, so I had some breakfast and my coffee, then found myself back sleeping for another hour or two. Sheesh.
I don't seem to be getting much company these days. Not sure why. Does that mean that most of the company came to see Ron and not me? I don't know and I am not going to analyze it either. If they come, they come. I think it's maybe that I am out more than I am in. Right now I have been doing volunteer work for doing up taxes for those certain people. No charge either. It feels great helping other people by doing their taxes for nothing. I guess that's why I am still in the Lions, a great organization. would recommend it to everyone to join. Must run, I have a couple of appointments today that can't be missed. Till next time.
Never realized how much stuff there was in the house until I started sorting and packing. I have even gone back to the same spot and resorted some more. I basically am running out of room to put anymore boxes around. I need to back upstairs and pack some more. There are over a hundred hats up there, that Ron had collected, and I guess, the boys can take what they want and I will sell the rest. He also had a pen and pencil collected, bet there are over a thousand pen and pencils in the container. They go to, can't keep them all.
I seem to be sleeping in bits and pieces, at least it seems that way. I was up at 5 this morning, so I had some breakfast and my coffee, then found myself back sleeping for another hour or two. Sheesh.
I don't seem to be getting much company these days. Not sure why. Does that mean that most of the company came to see Ron and not me? I don't know and I am not going to analyze it either. If they come, they come. I think it's maybe that I am out more than I am in. Right now I have been doing volunteer work for doing up taxes for those certain people. No charge either. It feels great helping other people by doing their taxes for nothing. I guess that's why I am still in the Lions, a great organization. would recommend it to everyone to join. Must run, I have a couple of appointments today that can't be missed. Till next time.
Monday, March 14, 2011
The Old Ice House
Why is it that sometimes something that happened in the past is now funny or seems funny. This incident at the time was serious I guess.
It concerned the old ice house with the big earthen pit and the huge bricks of ice that were occassionally put down there to keep everything cool. I wonder now at the extra work my parents had before electricity ever came. I too lived a brief two months without a refridgerator and I can appreciate what it took to keep food cool enough so that it wouldn't spoil.
Refridgerators may have been invented then, but we didn't have one. Mother and Father used to ship cream and butter to the creamery from time to time and it also was kept in the pit along with the everyday food.
This one day, the lid had been left open, or maybe the door to the ice house was left open, I am not sure now after all these years, it just happened., as things do happen from time to time. Mother was not at all pleased with this senario especially when she found a skunk parked in the bottom of the pit with all of our perishables.
Here is the crunch, how do you get a skunk out of a 10 foot hole? Yes it was that deep, everything was hauled up with a rope. A scream penetrated the air as Mother backed away from the shed where the pit was. Dad came running to see what was the matter when the smell hit him face on. He also let out a bellow calling whomever a few choice words.
A lively and heated discussion took place as to who was to blame, but the fact still stood that the skunk was still down in the pit and we were out of all of the food that was in the pit. Of course it would have to be destroyed. I can't remember if there was any cream cans or a large stock of butter down there or not.
My Dad decided the only way to get the animal out of the pit was to shoot it and my Mother was quite adamant that he not shoot it and ruin the pit while doing so. I couldn't figure out how at the time, but now I can as earth can soak up and contain scent for quite a spell. In the end after a period of waiting to see if the skunk could climb out of that 10 foot hole, Dad did shoot the creature. It was weeks before his clothing were wearable and the smell disappeared. During those days, you did not throw things away, you cleaned and reused. What with all of the food being destroyed and a pit that was unusable, my mother then canvassed my dad for a refrigerator.
I can't recall what type of fridge it was, but I can recall how my mother's workload was made easier with the fridge. It was also a treat for us children, we had easy access to the rich farm cream that clotted at the top, cool milk to drink whenever we wanted some, and a place to put all the leftovers in the kitchen within easy reach instead of using the pit.
It concerned the old ice house with the big earthen pit and the huge bricks of ice that were occassionally put down there to keep everything cool. I wonder now at the extra work my parents had before electricity ever came. I too lived a brief two months without a refridgerator and I can appreciate what it took to keep food cool enough so that it wouldn't spoil.
Refridgerators may have been invented then, but we didn't have one. Mother and Father used to ship cream and butter to the creamery from time to time and it also was kept in the pit along with the everyday food.
This one day, the lid had been left open, or maybe the door to the ice house was left open, I am not sure now after all these years, it just happened., as things do happen from time to time. Mother was not at all pleased with this senario especially when she found a skunk parked in the bottom of the pit with all of our perishables.
Here is the crunch, how do you get a skunk out of a 10 foot hole? Yes it was that deep, everything was hauled up with a rope. A scream penetrated the air as Mother backed away from the shed where the pit was. Dad came running to see what was the matter when the smell hit him face on. He also let out a bellow calling whomever a few choice words.
A lively and heated discussion took place as to who was to blame, but the fact still stood that the skunk was still down in the pit and we were out of all of the food that was in the pit. Of course it would have to be destroyed. I can't remember if there was any cream cans or a large stock of butter down there or not.
My Dad decided the only way to get the animal out of the pit was to shoot it and my Mother was quite adamant that he not shoot it and ruin the pit while doing so. I couldn't figure out how at the time, but now I can as earth can soak up and contain scent for quite a spell. In the end after a period of waiting to see if the skunk could climb out of that 10 foot hole, Dad did shoot the creature. It was weeks before his clothing were wearable and the smell disappeared. During those days, you did not throw things away, you cleaned and reused. What with all of the food being destroyed and a pit that was unusable, my mother then canvassed my dad for a refrigerator.
I can't recall what type of fridge it was, but I can recall how my mother's workload was made easier with the fridge. It was also a treat for us children, we had easy access to the rich farm cream that clotted at the top, cool milk to drink whenever we wanted some, and a place to put all the leftovers in the kitchen within easy reach instead of using the pit.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Economic Development Board
Here in the Rural Municipality of Whitewater we do have an Economic Development Board of which I am but one member. We call ourselves the Whitewater community economic development Board or for short WCEDO.
What have we been up to? A lot actually, here is a snap shot of what we have done.
Housing has been a top priority and there are maps and lots for sale in all three communities and all at reasonable prices. If you visit the RM web site, you can get a good idea of what is what. The website is whitewat@mts.net. We have had a great deal of interest in the lots and have had new people move into the area. Imagine designing how your new lot will look, as it will be like a clean slate and a fresh palette for your own ideas of landscaping, of what you want your yard to look like. Lots are connected to water and sewer, in fact, you can choose where you want to have the lines put.
We were at the Brandon Home Show and it was a great way to let everyone know about what we have and is available to you should you choose to come to live here. It's something that we are planning to do again in the spring.
The group had a Food and Rural initiative and it was very successful and well attended. If you have a business idea you would like to pursue be sure to contact the RM of Whitewater for information and help.
The Farmers market did not have enough interest but please keep it in mind for next year and let one of us know if you are interested in joining.
We are looking for people to join our group and to help us plan for the future of the RM of Whitewater. It isn't out of bounds to see in the future of this RM joining forces with another RM, so let's pull together to prevent it. Investors are needed to help bring people into the area. We are looking into investing into a house to start the process of getting people to move here.
This communiy wants to get high speed internet and MTS is dragging it's feet in getting it to us. Lets all get on the band wagon (so to speak) and let MTS know that we want it in this area. It's all around us, why not here.
I need to go, it's almost time for me to go for my physio treatment for my legs, but I will be putting more on here soon, keep in touch.
What have we been up to? A lot actually, here is a snap shot of what we have done.
Housing has been a top priority and there are maps and lots for sale in all three communities and all at reasonable prices. If you visit the RM web site, you can get a good idea of what is what. The website is whitewat@mts.net. We have had a great deal of interest in the lots and have had new people move into the area. Imagine designing how your new lot will look, as it will be like a clean slate and a fresh palette for your own ideas of landscaping, of what you want your yard to look like. Lots are connected to water and sewer, in fact, you can choose where you want to have the lines put.
We were at the Brandon Home Show and it was a great way to let everyone know about what we have and is available to you should you choose to come to live here. It's something that we are planning to do again in the spring.
The group had a Food and Rural initiative and it was very successful and well attended. If you have a business idea you would like to pursue be sure to contact the RM of Whitewater for information and help.
The Farmers market did not have enough interest but please keep it in mind for next year and let one of us know if you are interested in joining.
We are looking for people to join our group and to help us plan for the future of the RM of Whitewater. It isn't out of bounds to see in the future of this RM joining forces with another RM, so let's pull together to prevent it. Investors are needed to help bring people into the area. We are looking into investing into a house to start the process of getting people to move here.
This communiy wants to get high speed internet and MTS is dragging it's feet in getting it to us. Lets all get on the band wagon (so to speak) and let MTS know that we want it in this area. It's all around us, why not here.
I need to go, it's almost time for me to go for my physio treatment for my legs, but I will be putting more on here soon, keep in touch.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Life can be full of crap
Like I said in my title, life can be full of crap. These past couple of months have been just that. It seemed like most of the times I was feeling down. I was told this was normal, well if that is normal, then what the world will I feel like when things righten themselves.
I miss the old fart terribly, and yes I called Ron that at times when he was living, so I don't feel bad about calling him that now. I find that when I miss him the most is when I am driving the car. He was the worst back seat driver in all of Canada I think. He could take a competent driver and turn that driver into a sniveling sobbing idiot. There are those people out there that knew him and can attest to that fact.
The Elgin Lions had a successful Valentine dance last night, It was super and it was fun. Yup, I won a prize too and believe it or not, it was something I could really use. We have a real fun club here in our little village and the members work hard and have fun at the same time.
I really am missing someone to chat with on here, I know you read me, but how about leaving a blog yourselves.
I miss the old fart terribly, and yes I called Ron that at times when he was living, so I don't feel bad about calling him that now. I find that when I miss him the most is when I am driving the car. He was the worst back seat driver in all of Canada I think. He could take a competent driver and turn that driver into a sniveling sobbing idiot. There are those people out there that knew him and can attest to that fact.
The Elgin Lions had a successful Valentine dance last night, It was super and it was fun. Yup, I won a prize too and believe it or not, it was something I could really use. We have a real fun club here in our little village and the members work hard and have fun at the same time.
I really am missing someone to chat with on here, I know you read me, but how about leaving a blog yourselves.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)