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My sister Andrea and her husband Stephan, my Oma, my Mom (my dad, Trevor, and Sierra missed the picture but were there too)
The feast. Rollkuchen are deep fried and taste some what like a waffle. We eat them dipped in syrup or sugar.
I’ve been busy working full time for three months as of yesterday. Aside from bombarding my brain with the details and procedures of learning a new place and remembering how to be an optician after a year off it’s been a relatively stress free time. Then the other day I was asked if I knew anything of our September situation yet.
September???
But that’s…..,
wait a minute….,
ONLY THREE WEEKS AWAY!
There are way too many ‘if’s’ in our life to know how to go about planning for September. ‘If’ Trevor gets a job than the original plan was for me to work one to two days a week. “If” Trevor does not get a job than he has to be able to substitute teach. So we’re thinking he would be available three days a week and I would work three days a week. Both of these scenarios require minimal child care for Sierra. One day a week is all I’m looking at – that’s not much, easy right?
I wish! I have absolutely no idea who will look after Sierra. I don’t know who to ask or where to look. I also am not willing to leave my precious daughter with just anyone. Day homes often won’t agree to one day a week. There are too many people needing full-time day care for them to do that. Then there's the issue of cost. I'm willing to pay someone to watch Sierra but then how much is it and is it worth going to work to pay for some else to be with my child?
‘If ‘ Trevor is able to get a full-time job (the ideal and desperately prayed for scenario) than I would even seriously consider not working except for a few Saturdays or the odd Thursday evening. That I can deal with. It’s the subbing situation that has me in knots. I need to work to ensure some consistent income. Trevor needs to sub to stay active and known in the school system to improve his chances when permanent positions come up. Sierra needs someone to care for her on the days we both work.
Being a mom brings such heartache sometimes.
Late last week Trevor got this e-mail from his brother, Brian, begging for a week of help at work. He’s an electrician who has his own business and his current job is wiring a huge dental office. The job is quite near completion but apparently the contractor is so awful that Brian just wanted to get this job over and done with. Problem: he lives on the coast, a day's drive from here.
So he flew Trevor and Sierra out yesterday and is paying Trevor’s expenses and a wage. Meanwhile, Trevor’s mother – who also lives out west - is in her glory babysitting Sierra.
This scenario has left me home alone.
Sigh.
It’s feels weird, actually. For fourteen months I’ve come home to my little Sierra and I’ve gotten quite used to it. I love her grin when I come home from work and feeling her soft little body in my arms. I know I left her to go to Disneyland back in April but is it different when you're the one who does the leaving.
Yesterday it simply felt like an evening to myself.
Today I wanted them back.
I know the week will be over before I know it and I’m trying to enjoy this quiet time while I can.
Saturday was a fantastically hot and humid day.
There’s nothing like a Slurpee to wet one’s tongue and grace one’s tastebuds on those kinds of days. They are a sweet, sugar-laden, calorie packed, brain-freezing incredibly delicious slushy drink.
As I savoured my first few slurps while lounging on the back-yard lawn, Sierra toddled up to me with an inquisitive and expectant look.
“What’s that you got there, Mom? Can I try some?” Her eyes said.
“A Pepsi Slurpee, can you suck out of a straw?” I asked.
“No,” Trevor answered for Sierra since she really doesn’t speak yet.
I continued to slurp the icy beverage but Sierra’s intense blue eyes kept staring at me and my Slurpee.
“Mom! I wanna try!” Those eyes said.
I relented.
I put the straw in her mouth and she immediately began sucking as if she’d been sucking since the day she was born – oh, wait a minute, she has - and got her first taste of frozen pop.
Then it was no longer my Slurpee that I was sharing with her.
It was Sierra’s Slurpee and she was sharing with me!
She would suck some into her mouth than push it toward me so I could have some. I would get to suck some up and then she would grab it out of my mouth for herself.
We drank Sierra’s Slurpee like this for a few minutes.
Then the Slurpee needed stirring, as we all know Slurpees do, so I stirred it. I did so by pumping the straw up and down in the mug (putting it in a thermal mug prevents instant melting on such hot days). Sierra observed my actions and promptly did the same. Then she continued to enjoy the partially frozen sugar-drink, allowing me some every so often, and pausing to stir it once in awhile too.
Before long, there was no more Slurpee and 1 year old on a sugar high!
The canola fields are in full bloom now (rather late in season due to a cooler summer) and I absolutely love the massive expanses of bright yellow blooms. This is what I gazed at on our drive home from Calgary on Friday while I contemplated life. If you look closely you can also see the
God always has a knack of speaking to me when I try and wallow in self-pity. The music in church this morning focused on admitting our weaknesses as humans and acknowledging God’s power. The sermon this morning was on hope. It was a really good message. Even through all my rumblings I knew/know my life is pretty good but hearing the pastor’s words helped put things back into perspective. I feel kind of sheepish and put-in-my-place, but also renewed with a more positive attitude.
I’m taking iron pills now and I expect that to help with my energy level. A higher energy level tends to translate into a better mood all around.
I’ve had some sleep.
My mom and I are going to work on getting back into healthier eating which should also improve a variety of things.
Sierra’s been in a fantastic mood and just heaps of extra fun lately. I love her so much!
We had a great two days visiting friends in
What:
Wedding
Where:
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| Calgary Skyline and Saddledome |
When: Noon, Friday, August 1, 2008
Why: They are in love!
Number of Attendants: 6+ ushers
4 candle-lighters/rose petal scatterers.
6 Bridesmaids and Maid of Honour
6 Groomsmen and Best Man
Wedding Party Attire: Ushers wore black suits with fuschia satin ties. Candle-lighters/rose petal scatterers wore a summery dress of their choir. Groomsmen wore standard black suits and each with a bright pink flower, I honestly didn’t notice anything else! Bridesmaids wore black cocktail length dresses and carried simple, fuscia bouquets; the maid of honour had a fuschia sash.
Bride – well that’s a given! She looked gorgeous and radiant (see pictures below).
Groom - looked pretty good but secondary to the bride of course!
Music: 20 piece orchestra (all friends of the couple)
Country singer Paul Brandt sang a song he wrote specially for them during the signing of the registry and lighting of the unity candle.
Number of guests at the ceremony and luncheon: around 700
Why so large: the groom’s father is the pastor of the church
The formal reception: 6:30p.m.
Guest number: 160
Where: Links Golf Course,
Menu: Prime rib; blueberry chicken; various side dishes
Who was this all for:
Kristin and Jon
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