Friday, 20 February 2015

Happily Ever Laughter: Laugh More in your Relationship



“Well, that’s it, I’m retiring,” says my husband as I lie on the couch with tears streaming down my face. He blows kisses to the imaginary audience as the band plays. I applaud as I try to catch my breath from laughter.

Monday, 16 February 2015

For the Love of Winter

When we first moved into our cozy little apartment back in August I dreamt of those cold winter nights curled up by the fire, a warm drink in hand and snow softly falling outside of our large windows.

Perfection.

Now that those cold days are upon us I do find myself with those moments, but many more moments of shouting, “Close the door!” and racing to the bathroom trying not to let my bare toes get too cold on the kitchen floor in the morning. The chill in these winter days makes it hard to remember the heat of August!

Saturday, 14 February 2015

Be Mine, Valentine


As a child I always loved Valentines Day. Buying little packs of cards with my favourite cartoon character expressing how ‘cool’ or ‘great’ all of my various valentines' were on this day. I would go through my class list, writing each person’s name on the cards and distributing them on this day full of hearts, love, and best of all – candy.

Not much has changed as I’ve gotten older - candy, flowers, and cute little cards still bring a smile to my face on this over-commercialized holiday.

Still, Brandon feels strongly that he does not need a certain day to show his love to me. And I suppose this is a good thing as I get to feel the love every day of the year. Yet, he knows his gift loving, affection-seeking wife well, and always seems to pull out something special on February 14.

Wednesday, 11 February 2015

Why I Must Get Rid of the Clutter


Do you ever find yourself on a mission to clean a room that is so messy that you don’t even know where to start?

I do. It’s called our apartment – today.

I am realizing as I lie in bed with clothes strewn on the end of it from rushing to get ready for an event last night that I have believed a lie over the past 2 ½ years. I have really, truly, honestly believed that I am a ‘tidy’ person. A person who enjoyed order, picked up after herself, had a place for everything.

And yet, this has unraveled completely over the past five days. I have realized that I am not that person at all. Brandon is that person. And he loves me so much that he has let me believe that I am neat and tidy when really he is doing a lot of the work! You see, Brandon has been away for various reasons over the past week, and the messiness has increased significantly.

Sunday, 1 February 2015

Simple Scones


As a child I have fond memories of slow-paced Sunday afternoons. We would go to lunch and then come home for pure relaxation. Naps, cartoons, and reading abounded on the couches and living rooms of our home.

A time to relax, a time to sit back before the start of a busy week.

Lately it seems that my Sunday afternoons have been fraught with meetings or long work shifts. Our time for relaxing is scheduled into Saturdays. Quiet Sunday afternoons have become a bit of a commodity around here.

And yet, this Sunday is one of those lovely occasions where I have been able to do something I really enjoy.

And that something is always, always, baking.