Me At Work

This is my company and the reason why I haven't blogged all week. I know I always talk about how easy my job is but lately it's been harder, probably due to the fact that I'm now the boss. I'm beginning to realise just how much Koriena and Shelley did now that I have to do it all by myself (Jake doesn't count because he's a boy and so pretty much useless). By the time I get home, cook dinner, tidy the house and generally cater to Craig's every whim and desire I find I don't have time to do anything else but go to bed ready for the next day. Working full-time officially sucks!

For those of you who read my blog and don't live in Summerland this is my second home I feel like I'm here more than I am at home. I suppose I shouldn't complain because I do have a job and working around people all day who are wondering how they'll pay for their next meal certainly does put some things in perspective. Craig and I are so blessed we have everything we could wish for a loving family, fantastic friends and enough money to be able to enjoy life so life is pretty good at the moment.

Meet My Adopted Parents

No one can ever replace your Mum and Dad, it's an impossible task, but we do have adopted parents over here in Canada who look after us.


Meet Ray and Jeanette our Canadian parents, they treat us so well and it's comforting when my own Mum and Dad are so far away to have them here looking after us. I miss you Mum (and you too Dad) but don't worry we're well taken care of, you might even say we're spoilt.

I Don't Want To!

Four words I never want to hear again from my husband. All weekend Craig has been in a weird mood, he didn't want to do anything, not even go paintballing which is a miracle in itself. Every suggestion I made was met with the response 'I don't want to'. Eventually I did get him to move from the couch long enough to go out for a drive.

It was truly beautiful and I'm so glad Craig was finally persuaded to get off his backside and go out. I swear sometimes being married is worse than having children.

He's a hard worker

I feel like such a bad wife, here I am sitting watching a movie and blogging while my wonderful husband is outside working on the house. Every afternoon after a hard day at work he comes home and starts again on our house. He never asks me to help or complains that I get to stay inside while he has to work, he just gets on with it.

If I was a good wife I'd go outside right now and see if I can help in any way but that's probably not going to happen, I'll have to make it up to him somehow.

I'm a Happy Bunny

I'm a happy bunny, I've just been researching work visas and it looks like we may be able to stay in Canada until our permanent residence is sorted out. We'll still go back to England in February but just for a visit not for good. I'm really happy about this because my job is going well and we love it over here. So to everyone who has been thinking about us and praying for us thank you but don't stop yet as nothing is certain, but here's hoping.

Autumn is Coming...

Yesterday our Canadian parents, otherwise known as our landlords, wanted us to go with them to collect rocks for the garden. They've been away for the past three weekends and said that they'd missed us so we agreed to go, little knowing that we'd be gone all day and Craig would miss paintballing with the guys (I have to admit I didn't mind this too much but then I'm a bad wife). So we went out past Faulder to one of the most beautiful places I've ever been, unfortunately I took the camera so we now have lots and lots of random photos of trees and rocks and stuff.


As you can see I was lots of help when we got to the rocks!

Whilst taking some of these pictures I realised that we are in autumn now and that summer is really over (sob!). I have to admit though I'm looking forward to the snow so bring on winter!

So after our rock collection we went back and had a barbeque and watched a movie so it was pretty late when we actually got back to our suite, I think that we've spent enough time with them now for them to never want to see us again. It's not the same as having my own parents here but it sure is nice for them to look after us so well, we truly are blessed.

Disneyland here we come

Well I've finally booked our holiday so we are definitely going to Disneyland in December, I can't describe how excited I am. I think it's important to act like over-grown kids before you have children and have to at least pretend to be responsible. I just hope that Disneyland is ready for an over excited Craig because believe me he is certainly a handful!

Feeling abandoned

Now I know most people moan about their parents, myself included (sorry Mum), but when they aren't there it's really hard. Since moving to Canada I've gotten used to talking to my Mum on the phone at least every other day if not more. For the last week or so though there has been the resounding echo of silence in my living room each morning as the phone stubbornly refuses to ring. Before you all start getting too sympathetic or worried nothing bad has happened, my parents have gone on holiday, which I find incredibly selfish and inconsiderate of them. I truly feel that they should wait in at home all day in the vain hope that I will call and they can speak to me for a few wonderful minutes to brighten up their otherwise miserable and empty lives. It comes as somewhat of a blow to my ego to realise that no my parents don't exist simply to be at my beck and call they actually have wants, needs and desires of their own. Needless to say I have been feeling the effects of their absence this week and to make matters worse my beloved sister is also missing in action, every time I call her all I get is the repeated ringing of the line at the other end which I've been letting go on for a ridiculously long time just in case she happens to walk through the door as I'm calling and runs to pick up the phone. So all in all I've been completely abandoned by my family and have been filling the void with ice cream that wonderful substance that never lets you down, is always there for you and always makes you feel like the most beautiful person in the world. If by any chance any of my family reads this or is in any way interested in my life then give me a call!

My husband is amazing...

It's official I have the greatest husband in the whole wide world. It's no secret I've not been feeling too good lately and today I probably feel even worse than ever but I went to work anyway (that's dedication for you). When I got home my house was absolutely spotless, thanks entirely to my wonderful, thoughtful, loving husband who knows how anal I am about things being tidy. I love how much he spoils me, buys me stuff and generally treats me like a princess, which goes to show just how selfish and self-centred I am. Anyway I just wanted the entire world to know how amazing my husband is and how I love him with all my heart and I feel like the luckiest woman ever to be loved so unconditionally by him.

Ladies who lunch

One of my favourite things about working in Summerland is getting to go out for lunch with Amanda. When she rings or drops by to see me it brightens up my day and gives me something to look forward to. She may be an incredibly bad influence (she introduced me to these sinfully good macaroon madness things) but she really makes me laugh and make work days just that little bit more fun. Thanks Amanda for being a great luch buddy.

A Post Just For My Sister

Whenever I get a present or I buy anything new the very first thing I want to do is show my sister, she's my best friend and everything is better when I share it with her. As it's slightly impractical for me to pop round to her house and show her my gifts I'm improvising, so Karen this posting is just for you (everyone else that means you can stop reading as it's just boring girlie stuff).

So last night Ray and Jeanette (our landlords) took us out for a meal, afterwards we went to London Drugs (it's kind of like Boots) to look for a mulit-region DVD player for them. Well while we were there I got distracted by the cosmetics department, in particular the Elizabeth Arden counter. As Craig hadn't bought me anything for our anniversary he just told me to pick something as he wanted to get me a present. That was a big mistake on his part as I couldn't decide and so I got.....

A moisturising gift set for all my dry bits, I think I may be turning into you though because I mainly just wanted this for the bag it came in. I also got......

A chemical face peel kit, which is really cool, it's made with Chardonnay wine and it smells fantastic, although I hope it doesn't burn too much. I really wish you could help me do this you know that I'm useless at this kind of stuff, I'll probably burn half my face off. Finally I got two of these.....

Again I really loved the bag, it's got perfume, eyeshadow, lipstick, plumping stuff for your lips, anti-aging cream and eight hour cream.

So suffice to say Craig earned lots of brownie points and I'm being ultra nice to him at the moment, although how long that'll last is anyone's guess. I know it's not quite the same as doing it in person but at least I feel like I've shared it all with you, I really miss you and love you more than anything. Speak to you soon sis!

I have a big decision to make and I really don't know what to do. I have been offered full-time hours at work and I don't know whether to take it or not. My initial reaction when I was asked was not in a million years, I love having Friday off to do whatever I like. The problem is not that simple though as my decision doesn't just affect me. Basically a colleague of mine in Penticton is currently doing admin work and really wants to move into facilitation, which is what I do, as it's more interesting and more money. If I take the extra hours they would have the opportunity to work in Summerland with us two days a week, if I don't then they'll advertise for someone to work three days a week. So now I have to decide if having Friday off is important enough to disappoint someone else and prevent them from getting the job they really want. It's pretty obvious that I'm going to have to take the extra hours I don't rally have a choice. Anyway sorry for the rant It's pretty much all I've been thinking about all day.

Lazy Days

It's been a pretty quiet day today, Craig's been at work so I've had a whole day all to myself. I've managed to keep busy mostly with housework and the CSI marathon on TV although I really have to stop watching so much CSI as I'm becoming paranoid, every hump of dirt in the garden is obviously a dead body and every shadow is clearly a serial killer coming to get me. Even now though I'm sat watching said programme freaking myself out, I'm such a glutton for punishment.

It's a sick day

As all women know when a man gets ill then it is the end of the world as we know it. They don't just get a cold, they get the flu and a sneeze means they are dying.

Case in point, my husband. He has a sore throat and feels a little stuffy, to most people this would probably mean they were getting a slight head cold, but oh no Craig is clearly dying and there is nothing I can do to make him better except to be at his beck and call and to do every little thing he asks of me. He's refusing to let me go and get him some medicine or anything because that would mean he'd have to stop milking his illness for everything it's worth. Anyway I can see that the rest of my day will be completely taken up with stroking his hair and making cups of tea. Oh well I guess that's love.

The Hustler

Craig has been playing quite a bit of pool lately and I have to admit he's pretty good at it, until he has to play in front of someone other than me and then he's TERRIBLE! It's so funny he acts all cocky expecting every shot to go in like it usually does and he just ends up looking stupid, oh well I still love you honey. Things could be worse for him he could be as bad a player as I am.