Piercings for the Last of the Girls

Gaelyn was waiting to get her ears pierced, anxious but scared.  She was told it would be like getting a bee sting but without the pain/swelling/itchiness that often follows.

When she decided to get her hair buzzed short like mama’s because of the heat well, I decided it was the perfect time to get her ears pierced.  People had often mistaken her for a boy and now with even shorter hair I thought earrings might help out a bit.  Not that guys don’t wear earrings.  But I thought the piercings wouldn’t hurt the matter.

Nervous, getting the first punch.

Nervous, getting the first punch.

A little bit watery eyes as she waits for the second piercing.

A little bit watery eyes as she waits for the second piercing.  Concern on her face, she already knows how the first one felt.

Done.  Cuddled that bear to give her comfort.  She was done, and proud of herself.

Done. Cuddled that bear to give her comfort. She was done, and proud of herself.

Maybe once she wears bigger, possibly dangling earrings people will stop sending her to the men’s washroom!!

So we are done getting all our six beautiful daughters ears pierced.  The rule is….we pay for the first piercings.  If they want any more, or they grow them in and want them redone in the future, that’s their own bill.

Now we might have some boys who want to get their ears pierced.  Anders already surprised me with a request for ‘someday could I get one of my ears pierced?’ back in May while visiting with Rauchelle and her family.  Honestly, it caught me by surprise.  I’m not against my sons having piercings, its just that I had never thought about it before.

Updates and Week in Review 27/07/14

I feel lost when I don’t have a camera.  I don’t journal as I go through my weeks; I just take pictures and do a bunch of remembering when I flip through the photos.  So when I don’t have my photos to rely on I don’t recall what the heck we did that week.  It’s terrible.  And I’m not even 50 yet!!

So what did we do this week?  Well, looks like nothing between my dragging an old post-in-the-works out of the  Draft pile (to remind me of the things I don’t miss of the culture I grew up in) and the end of the week when Toveli discovered the camera that had been ‘lost’ for 2 weeks.

Maret and I were drawing on tables, and…..and nothing else chronicled this week.  Boring.

Well, that gave me time to upload a few new pictures to Maret’s page as she’s no longer that tween girl.  She answered some questions about her summer and her opinion about this traveling thing!  She’s totally come into her own as we see with her varied hair styles & cuts. She does what she likes, not concerned with what the fashion is.  She wants what it is she wants…plain and simple.  Go for it, Maret!

Photo by Maret

Photo by Maret

 

Drawing on Tables with Maret

Maret was in need of some new runners (sneakers, tennis shoes or trainers for those outside of Canada!) for working on the farm so we decided to make a day of it.  Hopping from store to store, town to town, we giggled and laughed, we I ran into people from my former-life of living on this part of the island.  We dreamed and schemed, and laughed some more.

Fun to spend time with my fourteen year old.

And the greatest moment of the day was when she climbed into the truck and said, “I’m having so much fun hanging out with you!” and there wasn’t anybody else in the truck to direct that comment to.

And that was BEFORE I even fed her supper.

Maret recalled the outside of Montana's where we came for a birthday of Mitchell's back when Dad Johnson was still with us, pre 2005.

Maret recalled the outside of Montana’s where we came for a birthday of Mitchell’s back when Dad Johnson was still with us, pre 2005.

She didn't recall that they use butcher paper on the table, the server writes his/her name with crayon on it so you know who to complain to :)

It was cool for her to discover that they use butcher paper on the table; the server writes his/her name with crayon on it so you know who to complain to :)  And you get to doodle with the crayons provided.

It was fun pretending we are artists while waiting for our scrumptious meals.  You won't believe it from this photo, but Maret is actually quite talented.  However, this was her attempt of drawing ME while she couldn't look down at what she was drawing.

It was fun pretending we are artists while waiting for our scrumptious meals. You won’t believe it from this photo, but Maret is actually quite talented. However, this was her attempt of drawing ME while she couldn’t look down at what she was drawing.

For once I think I might have shown more talent than Maret.  I think this definitely looks like the Hunchback of Notre Dame (Disney-style) although it's supposed to be a portrait of Maret.

I think this definitely looks like the Hunchback of Notre Dame (Disney-style) although it’s supposed to be a portrait of Maret.  For once I think I might have shown more talent than Maret.

Got our waiter's attention and I was able to share with him the great products.  Fun way to advertise.

Got our waiter’s attention and I was able to share with him the great products. Fun way to advertise.

Thanks, Maret, for sharing the day with me.  Cheers….to many more!!

 

Camera Lost and Found

Going to have to go back in time for the next few posts perhaps, to catch up on the time that has passed since I lost our camera….well, it was misplaced.  More specifically, I surmise that somebody knocked it off of the counter and just never bothered to look at what it was they possibly heard fall to the floor between the little beer fridge and the cupboard.  Its a tight squeeze every which way you turn in a 5th wheel with 9 of us.

Unfortunately I missed pictures of things that would have been fun to post about.  Like the fact that today Toveli and Anders were interviewed by Skye from Chek 6 News

But I’m delighted that Toveli approached me today as we were talking to new friends from Winnipeg, asking if I was still looking for it while she held it out before me.  Yippee.  So, right away I asked Tammy if I could take pics of her beautiful family.  She obliged.

Tammy with her dh and 3yos

Tammy with her dh and 3yos

Beautiful baby girl

Beautiful baby girl

It really would be wonderful to connect with them if we ever make our way back thru Manitoba.  We’ve been across the province a few times already but haven’t spent any significant time there, never even a night!  Maybe we’ll have to change that, Tammy!!

It was perfect timing to get the camera back into action so I could snap away at Barb’s birthday dinner up at the Hamilton’s house.  A feast of food, games, laughter and gifts for the birthday grandma.

Ray, Barb & Don.  Barb is mom to Chris, the owner of Hamilton Hobby Farm.  Ray is her hubby.  Don, a friend (aka a nuisance, I mean... volunteer)

Ray, Barb & Don. Barb is mom to Chris, the owner of Hamilton Hobby Farm. Ray is her hubby. Don, a friend (aka a nuisance, I mean… volunteer)

Barb and her granddaughter

Barb and her granddaughter

A LOUD game of spoons, our kids along with Mary (Shelly's mom), Don and Shelly.

A LOUD game of spoons, our kids along with Mary (Shelly’s mom), Don and eventually Shelly.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY BARB!!  And many more!!!

Things I Don’t Miss

I found this in my draft box….an idea for a post from days long past when we were camped on the Baja in Mexico two winters ago.

It makes me wonder why we tend to do so many of the things we do.  Is it because we really want to, or is it because it’s expected of us?

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Expectations: yard work; housework; visiting family because its been so long; certain behaviour for the holidays i.e. decorations, gifts, meals.   Everette mentioned the other day how, if he was in Canada he would have washed his van LONG before now.  But here on the Baja it just isn’t a consideration.  Who really cares, anyways?  Nobody is expecting your vehicle to be clean.

Housework: seemed endless

Paying Bills: There was always stress as to where the money would come from to pay our bills each month.  Now we pay cash for everything, and very little overhead.

Higher Cost of Living: No housing expenses.  Little for gas unless we are traveling.  We live on 1/3 to 1/2 of what we lived on in Canada and are enjoying life more.  This is connected with Expectations, where wardrobes aren’t replenished because of changing styles, not even so much for changing seasons.

Grey skies with rain and cooler temperatures.

Toveli's picture

Toveli’s picture

We’re back here in Canada with the higher cost of living and the higher expectations.  We are enjoying it for what it is, for what comforts it provides (hot running water, bath tubs, etc) and trying to shake off the unnecessary expenses and expectations that don’t serve us well.

We are taking time to re-evaluate where our focus needs to be, where we should be spending our time & energy, focusing on building our business and dreaming/planning our next adventure.

Thinking of things we don’t want to miss.

Week in Review 20/7/14

Hot scorching days have morphed into cloud and sprinkles, a bit of reprieve for thirsty  gardens but not enough to douse blazing forest fires.  Its picturesque to see houses tucked into the clutches of wild forest –until the tables turn and the forest licks towns up with its flames.

Gaelyn and Chantel take a (cold) swim.  They went back to Chantel's aunts house and had to warm Gaelyn up with 8 blankets and a cup of tea.  Chantel had a sleep-over with Gaelyn and Danaka before she leaves tomorrow to go back to Nova Scotia.

Gaelyn and Chantel take a (cold) swim. They went back to Chantel’s aunts house and had to warm Gaelyn up with 8 blankets and a cup of tea. Chantel had a sleep-over with Gaelyn and Danaka before she leaves tomorrow to go back to Nova Scotia.

It’s been peaceful here on the island.  Our days are taken up with keeping two ‘homes’ stocked with food and clean laundry.  Some of us are back at Shelley’s house while her and her kids hop-skip-and-jump between summer camps and plain-old-camping.  We’ve been watering the gardens, taking care of bunnies and dealing with a kitty charged-up.  Nothing is out of reach of this little creature; she’s climbing curtains & screens, and can now jump straight onto the table without any springboards.

The rest of the family has spread out to fill the vacated space in the 5th wheel, and while they stay up late watching movies, they sleep-in in the mornings and hope mom & dad bring provisions before they starve to death.  They volunteer their time every day on the hobby farm.

Some weekends Annalee comes and camps out with us so she can volunteer more than otherwise might be available for her.  (Isaiah comes sometimes, too.) But the first time the teens had to put their tent up, it was somewhat humorous. Toveli caught it on camera.

The other evening we invited ‘the teens’ (which is now including Gaelyn who is only 10…she’s grouped in with ‘the teens’ with this current living set-up, but in other circumstances she would be lumped in with ‘the younger ones’.  Sometimes it works in her favour and sometimes not so much)….so like I was saying, we invited the teens up to ‘the house’ for dinner and they stayed long enough to get their laundry washed and dried.  Hmmm, seemed a bit strange to be doing this with 10, 14, 16 & 17 year olds, just visiting!!

Anyways, it makes me take notice again at how quickly the kids grow up and before we know it we’ll be suffering the empty-nest-syndrome.  Well, I doubt we’ll be suffering from it.  I think we’ll be happily embracing it while we travel the world to visit our 9 kids spread around the globe.  We won’t have time to notice the empty nest, right Everette?!!

Already we’ve become peripheral in some of our children’s lives, and that’s all fine and dandy.

Layne hugs Maret and Gaelyn

Layne hugs Maret and Gaelyn

Some of you readers knew that we were planning to spend some extended time in Puerto Rico learning about the business of aquaponics.  For now it’s on the back burner. However, Everette and Danaka had a successful trip to the island in the Caribbean, gathering information and taking a course.  Hopefully they are both wiser for the experience!

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We have apparently misplaced our camera which is a real bummer, so photos are becoming fewer and farther between.  Wordpress has issues uploading pics from my phone so that’s a real bummer, too.

We’re Just Peripheral

Time with our grown daughters.  They’ve flown the coop and are busy building their own lives with their parents and siblings on the peripheral.

I knew these days would come.  I anticipated them, and welcomed them with drops of sweet bitterness sadness.  Because this of course is healthy.  I don’t want my kids living with us for ever.

I distinctly remember my brother David and I promising our parents that we would ALWAYS live with them, ALWAYS take care of them….but we didn’t.  And our parents didn’t expect that from us.  Our older three siblings never were expected too, either.

So I LOVE that both Layne and Rauchelle are doing their own thing.  And that I can go visit them for a few hours or a few days.  Not often enough, but I’ll take what I can get.

Layne and I (Karen) at Original Joes.

Layne and I (Karen) at Original Joes.