March and maple syrup


I've been eating less refined. It's been a gradual process. Of course I haven't given up sugar completely. If someone offers me a piece of cake at a party...

or I feel like making some chocolate chip banana bread...

I'm cutting myself the first slice.

This weekend we found ourselves at the Maple Syrup Festival at a local heritage village.  It is what you do in March...


when there is still tons of snow on the ground and you are longing to spend some time outside.

Or at least its what girls like me do.

Luckily this year I had some partners in crime to convince Kevin to come..


and here are our dear friends on the proverbial wagon ride.  Kevin got off the ride and asked for directions to the saloon...



 
so we took him to the Blacksmith Shop instead.

There was some kissing to convince him to stick around...


so that we all could learn a thing or two about life in the olden days.


The olden days is also the term Charlotte recently used to describe the time when I was her age.

Before the internet...

and cell phones.

I did however know someone with a Commodore 64 and someone else with a car phone.


Simple times.

Hello yellow...


Tuesday we arrived home from our getaway and Court and I played baseball in the evening in our backyard. The evening that seemed to last forever.

Wednesday morning I woke up to snow. So much snow. Too much snow.  Enough snow for a snow-day snow...


only I didn't know it was a snow-day. So poor Charlotte went off to school, walking through the drifts (thankfully with my mom) to a deserted school.  And so started my life post-holiday...

a life which had already on the first day felt out. of. control.


I lit my new Anthro candle last night as I cleaned the out. of. control messiness of my kitchen and felt a tad bit better. I had to step over the adult sized costume of an Easter egg that Court had coloured on the back of some wrapping paper that was being substituted for actual paper, paper since we are all out of that. Kevin was the lucky recipient of the giant Easter egg - lucky duck.


  
I've dragged these thrifted chairs up from my basement where they have been awaiting some recovering and I've decided to just use them as they are for now.  I don't know why but I'm digging their golden colour and the fact that I can, at least temporarily, take them off my to do list.  Hello yellow.


We're on holiday...

 
We are nearing the end of our holiday...

I am typing outside...OUTSIDE people!

Did you know the outside is not the best place to view a computer screen?


 The sun is now halfway up in the sky and each time I look up I'm blinded for a moment...

totally worth it.

Oh the sun.


It's been beautiful here every. single. day.

Oh the moon.

It's been big. And I've had the time to notice it.

Yesterday we went shopping.  Thanks to Kevin's generous and loving parents I had some early birthday money to spend...

at Anthropologie.  What.a.treat.  The fact that I received the lovely gift IN Anthro...

and had no time to spend it on groceries...

or the hydro bill...

was the best part of the present. Thank you...THANK YOU!



I haven't felt much like writing on this trip...

it has been so indulgent and lovely.  Our days have been spent in and out of the water, either here at the pool or down at the beach.


I've finished a book. I've ran in the sand.  I've kissed the brown skin of my kids and my husband.  We've made paper castles and paper swords.



And with everything happening all over the world...the suffering...the conflict

my life has felt a little frivolous. 

Next week it will be back to reality. The small difficulties of my everyday will again surface...

and I'll draw on this sweet filled week in paradise and feel so blessed.

what a week...



Wednesday, 6:20 pm
Cheering my pretty little ninja on as she got her green belt.  You can see that Court wasn't too far away...he is never very far away from me.  I wasn't sure if Charlotte was red faced because of the sit-ups or because she was so mad at him for being so close to her.   


Thursday was also a busy day as I raced home from work to take the kids bowling. Now I really don't like bowling...but it was a work thing...and the kids look forward to it.  I don't like sticking my feet into shoes worn by other people or sticking my fingers into holes where other fingers have been. Ugh.

I'm going to blame the bowling ball for the eye infection I then woke up with on Friday morning.  Lovely.  Seriously couldn't open my left eyelid.  But I got myself to work knowing that this would be my last day for a little while...

that we were getting to Florida this year...

that a break from the daily grind was almost at hand.

As I pulled into the house on Friday, this is what greeted me...


Court's Fort.

He made it from an umbrella, some sticks, the recycling bin, a couple of shovels and toys.  It made me smile.

On Saturday morning he showed me around...


this was right before I went for my spray tan.

Oh yes...yes I did.

It wasn't that bad...

but they said it wouldn't smell.

And of course it does.

So although I'm feeling a little more confident about donning a bathing suit...

Court told me I smelled like farts when I lied down with him tonight. 

So if you are in Marco Island, Florida next week and you see a one-eyed lady who smells farty...

well, that would be me.    But don't worry...

I'll be happy.

Stillness

We have been going non-stop.  In and out the door...


with no time for stillness.

That was until we found ourselves snowed in with the best of friends on the weekend. 

On Saturday we had left the house in our rain boots, wading through deep puddles to get to the car.  It rained all day and I thought of a quote from a Judy Blume book I read a loooong time ago...

" Who says March is supposed to come in like a lion and go out like a lamb? That's a lot of bull. All it's done this March is rain. "

 I think of that each and every March.  Quotations have a tendency to pepper my thoughts at times...and I can thank Anne Shirley for many of them. 


On Sunday, however,  we returned home to this...


the snow blanketing our yard yet again.

It didn't stop Court from playing some baseball...



or even some Frisbee...


but our cold fingers and toes forced us back inside in no time.

I can't wait to pack our swimsuits and say good-bye to our hats and mitts...if only for a little while.

This week I'll be organizing for our trip...

applying self tanner...

and searching for some stillness.  What are you doing?

I'm eating kale...


If you think I may be inspired by this daily picture blog...you would be right.

I want to add each and every shot to my Pinterest.

On the last day of February I had a couple of hours to myself.  I had a looooong list of things I wanted to accomplish.  I did only two of them.

Some of the things I didn't do...

make pillows
sew a skirt for Charlotte like this one
make a hanging pendant like this one
put away all the laundry

I did make these kale chips.  Because I'm going to Florida in 2 weeks and I need to be eating only kale chips.  But of course I'm not eating ONLY kale chips...because if I were the scale would be going down instead of up.

I did eat them at work yesterday and realized they are probably not really appropriate for eating at work...because one might find themselves with green bits in between ones teeth...and co-workers who don't tell you when you have green bits between ones teeth...and you find another reason to hate ones job.

I love bath time.



It is the only time when my little guy stays in one place for a little while.  And I do too.