On the Homefront...

Hmmm, so it's been a bit since I've last blogged. Well, it's been busy here; changes are on their way. A few pieces of recent news. My brother Matt has up and left for Mexico; on a mission trip, to be exact. You can follow their trip at http://eternallifemissionteam2006.blogspot.com.

My brother Jonathan, returned from Suriname (above Brazil) only last week. (Here he's being
served "green eggs and ham", as per his request :)

Our new car; 2002 Echo; it's cute, quick, but green in colour :( I spent a good hour or two cleaning the upholstery, while Dad shined the entire engine compartment. Is this a guy thing? So confused!

After a long day's work...

Mortified. (môrt'-te-fid') verb, past tense

1. Working at the Windmill, one quickly becomes accustomed to drinking Tim Horton’s coffees brought in by customers. This morning was no exception; with my coffee in one hand, I was helping out a customer when I moved to the other side of the counter to point something out. Having a dry mouth, I took a swig of coffee, choked on the strong bitter stuff, and simultaneously realized that it was not my coffee at all! The customer chuckled even as he pocketed the replacement $1.30 I offered and proceeded to finish “my” coffee off...

Summertime in Dundas

I haven't quite mastered Blogger's photo up-loading... this picture refuses to centre :S The Day Lily grows wild here; it covers meadows and forest floors. Simply beautiful; but, each flower only lasts a day.

Oops :P

Hehe, I was headed to work today when I pulled up alongside my co-worker Paul. After a short through-the-window chat consisting of “why aren’t you at work right now”, I arrived at work slightly after him. Then, I had the pleasure of hearing his colourful description of the affair: “Yeah, I saw this old, beat-up white Tercel pull out of the parking lot... It was going slow, so slow that the truck behind it had to slow waaayyy down, and I thought, ‘There goes some shaky old eighty-year-old-woman who’s liscense should be...’ Then I pulled up alongside the car and it was Ruth!” Eighty-year-old woman indeed!

Happy Independence Day, All You Americaneers!

Photo credits to my sister Laurie, and the darling little model is my neice Holly. Oh, and not to forget my own vibrant patriotism... Happy Canada Day too :P