Around the House

Since today is still officially the Canada Day weekend, and I am feeling particularly lazy, I draw your attention to the Canada Day flag pins on the old table in our spare room.  I didn't set it up, My Beloved did.  Each time I dust,I move everything, dust and replace it.  I love seeing if there is something new added or changed around.

All four of the pictures on the table were also set out by My Beloved.

 

The one on the left he took when we were in Saskatchewan last July.  While I was at Convention he was out touring the city.  He took this of a lone cyclist sitting on a bench overlooking the Sask. River.

 

The middle picture is of us, taken in Seltingen, Germany in 1971.  I love this picture of the two of us.  My Beloved's Opa took it when we visitied him.

The other 2 pictures are of My Beloved taken  in Whistler after he completed  the Vancouver-Whistler Gran Fondo.  His medal is also there.

I hope your day has been laid back and as easy going as mine was today.

Happy Monday!

Our Eleven Sunbeams

I had to share one of my beautiful Christmas presents with you.  After a bit of a stall, we got it hung up in a place of honour in our house.  Our daughter April contacted a very talented mutual friend, Cynthia Merriman, graphic designer extraordinaire, and together they came up with this!  My sunbeams all eleven of them are listed there.  (sorry about the glare)

Note too the little red car in reference to my nickname "Motor" and the sweet little bluebird singing so joyously--that's most definitely me!  I just love this.  So thank you sweet April for such an unexpected but dear, dear gift.  I smile at it each time I walk by from my kitchen into the dining room and then into my office.  It most certainly captures my greatest joy and delight; my sunbeams, my heartworms; my Grandchildren!

To find out more about our friend Cynthia, she along with her friend and business partner Tamara, have an awesome on-line magazine, called Delish.  Here's the link, be sure to check it out:

http://www.delishmag.com/

Around the House

Today as I was affixing postage to a letter, it got me thinking about the increased cost of mailing a letter, one thing leads to another and that led me to a few vintage letters that only recently come into my possession.

My sweet cousin Elaine recently returned this letter to me.  Thank goodness postage wasn't due!  It cost me 5 cents in '64!  It was such an insight into the woman I think I've grown into.  In fact, I am suggesting to all parents that they encourage their child to write a letter to themselves bareing open all their hopes, fears, concerns, and secrets.  Have them seal it up, and then give it to you, to be returned and opened up by said child, 40+ years later!  No cheating though...

Weeks earlier,in a box of my dear Aunty's dishes, my dear cousin Shirley slipped this letter written to her by my mom in 1951.  It cost my mom 4 cents to mail, but the letter inside is priceless.  You see, this was our first Christmas (or perhaps second), away from our family in Winnipeg.  While my mom and I have on occasion spoken about this time, reading it in her young mother's voice brought me to tears.

I don't even know how much this letter is costing me but I know I want it to arrive at its' destination by the 24th of January.

Postal rates have changed, you don't even have to lick them anymore.  Heck most people don't even write letters anymore, I know there is a trend to return to the handwritten word, versus, blogging, cheap long distance rates, e-mails, skype, texting, tweets, facebook--guilty on many of these accounts, but nothing compares to going to the mail box to pick up a letter!  I know the post office would be pleased, but the recipient even more so.  Are you in?

Happy Tuesday everyone!

Around the House

Getting ready for the next shift.