Slow days of August

Simple day. Park with girls, slow-cooked meal, movie "Hairspray" tonight with girls. The Pip is sleeping, the big girls are next door playing. I am too tired to write--it was coming out sooo wordy and sooo boring--I need a break. Woo is hot today,panting beside me; I didn't turn on the air. Peter is finishing up his proposal, finally. We want to do something fun--a little beak for the long week end. Not sure what that will be yet. My new simplified life is alot of work. I have to home cook all our meals and treats and no more maid! It's tiring me out but I think I'm saving money.

Pave Paradise, Put Up a Parking Lot

I Love, love love our new KIA Sedona van. So roomy, so great to listen to all my music again! The girls love it as well. Like to play Barbies in it while it's parked in the gargage. Mist is a Melanies, Tabs just finished playing with Marisa and Liv and Poppy just woke up from her nap--she's still recovering from our camping trip! 'Baby Wonderful' really suits her. Camping in a parking lot sure has it's curiousities--just observing some of the guests is stuff for novels! Weird, weird weird! Catherine and I were "this close" to calling the RCMP--convinced the older German Natzi woman next to us had kidnapped the three year old boy she was with. All the cousins were in fine form. Henry won the soccer ternament. KW was feared to be kinapped by some biker gang while hanging by the campfire. Catherine's terrified voice, calling "KYRAN!" rang out from her tent in the middle of the night, sending chills down my spine as I had promised Theresa I'd watch over him! Blasted, if he was sleeping in his sleeping bag safe and sound. May zip down to Kampllops in my new wheels for something to do this week. Still wriring on "SUgar Shack" and enjoying it. Trying to balance the new budget--tick tock...things are getting tight as Sept rolls near.

Lazy Summer

I never blog anymore because often my posts never aappear and are lost. So we'll see. Hate looking for a new vehicle. The hours, months I have spent researching...I am sick of it. My big girls are off on seperate vacations in seperate cities. Mist at Auntie T's with all her big cousins. Tabs at Granny and Grandad's in Kamloops. Little Poppy home with her Mommy. She is a dickens! She likes to dance on the spot, really fast, heaving her little feet in the air rapidly, then she'll plop down on her bum. Working as usual on my books. The task has no financial rewards yet but I am determined. I will never stop. It is only because I love the actual process of writing and creating. I find that so engaging and fun that I can't stop. I miss my big girls but will see them on Friday!