Boots

O's favorite things lately are his rubber boots. He wears them morning till night and it doesn't matter if they are over his sleeper or without pants.

 

This is why I love blogging

Wow! I can't believe it. Tonight's is post is number 200 since I started this blog. It seems fitting that this milestone comes on a day that I once again need help from the blogging community. I started this blog to keep in touch with family and friends for the most part but it's become something much bigger. Not only have the other bloggers been really welcoming to their group, I've also made some genuine friends who have become 'pen pals' of sorts. My online friends have helped me with all sorts of things over the last 200 posts, mostly in the department of kids stuff. People are always quick to give their advice when I ask for it which I love. It's like Googling a problem and getting answers from people you trust.

Tonight I'm asking for a different kind of help. I've been corresponding with someone in Nova Scotia who has had some job offers to come up north to work. I've been giving her the ins and outs, negative and positives, dos and don'ts of making the move. Turns out she may be going to Cambridge Bay instead of to Pang as originally planned. She was hoping I'd have a contact there for her to talk to but I don't, at least not one I can think of. So, I'm sending the request out to you. Does anyone out there have a contact in Cambridge Bay that wouldn't mind getting an email from my friend?

Thanks in advance for the help, you guys are the best. And here's to 200 more.... posts, not questions :)

Yummy Bouquet

It's my Dad's birthday today and as usual I had the hardest time trying to decide what to get him. What do you get the man who has everything.... I know that's cliche but not so far from the truth when it comes to my father. I've seen several times the commercials for Edible Arrangements and have long thought that a fruit bouquet would be perfect for him since he loves fruit. Of course, when the time came and I looked into it, the company didn't deliver to my parents area. But, a plea in a Facebook status update led to many suggestions and I was able to find a company in my home town that did the same thing. 

This is the finished product. I will be the first to say it's much skimpier than the picture on the website but it still looks pretty good. He loved it and that's all that matters. The company is Blossoms and they apparently have them across Canada. The price was very reasonable and I ordered late on Friday night and Dad got it by 4pm the next day so I say that's pretty good service. They have lots of of designs, most of them more impressive than this but he's not a fan of pineapple or melon so that narrows down the options a bit.

Anyway, next time you're stuck for a gift idea, this could work for you. It's certainly something different. I hope someone gets me one of these in the future... it would make a great in the hospital kind of gift that a husband might send a wife after giving birth to his beautiful baby.... Are you getting the hint Nick?

Happy Birthday Dad!

17 months

The most wonderful, cheeky, challenging, frustrating, fullfilling, amazing, beautiful, satisfying, exhausting, makes me laugh every day thing in my life.

She's back!

I'm sure many of you know it already but I wanted to be sure everyone is aware that Jen is blogging again. Jen of Nunavut has reincarnated herself as Jentography with her characteristic whit, interesting subjects and fantastic photography.

We're so glad you're back Jen, we missed you.

Unofficial beginning of summer

Sometimes I'm amazed at how out of touch I can be living up here. It was brought to my attention by a random Facebook status update that this is the first long weekend of summer. Or to all you maritimers.... MAY 2-4! I had no idea. When I read it, I was all, 'what do you mean long weekend?'

In honor of what I'd like to be doing this weekend, instead of watching the snow fall, I'm going to day dream.....

....I'm sitting on a lawn chair, around a campfire. Phil and Andy are playing their guitars and we're all singing bad versions of Blue Rodeo and Pearl Jam songs. There are hot dogs on straightened out wire hangers over the fire, there is lots of beer in the cooler and I'm surrounded by all my favorite people. We are all laughing hysterically, my husband is being inappropriate (as usual), Sarah is taking too many pictures but we all smile anyway.... it's my favorite place in the world.

Happy unofficial beginning of summer everyone! I hope you all get to be in your favorite places. Please have a beer for me.

Happiness is....

a case of pizzas... well, at least it is for Nick. It IS his favorite food next to turkey dinner.

I've started stocking up on things for Nick to eat when I leave Pang for my 'confinement period'. To those of you don't know, woman can't deliver babies in the small northern communities that are only serviced by nurses at the health center. The normal procedure is that at 35 weeks or so you are sent out for 'confinement' to Iqaluit where you stay and wait for the baby to arrive. Gotta love that they call it confinement huh? As you can imagine, I'm not willing to do that so I'll be heading back to Saint John NB, our home town, to be around people I know and love. I'm actually leaving earlier than the norm, around 30 weeks so Oliver can enjoy a bit of the summer in the land of beaches, playgrounds and play dates. And Grandma's.

So back to the pizzas. Foodmail this week had them on 2 for 1. You can't beat that, especially since Delissio's here are $17 a piece. So, I ordered 12. I'm sure that won't get him through the 2 months till he joins me in Saint John but it'll make a dent. I also started to load up on ground beef in preparation for the lasagnas I have to make. Eventually I'll also make him some meat pies, and I think this time I'm going to make an attempt at sheppard's pie as well. These are all things (exception: the lasagna) that I don't eat and that freeze really well so it's a perfect time to let him indulge without my having to suffer. It's also because if I don't fill the freezer for him I know full well he'll exist on omelets and sandwiches.

I think it's the least I can do since I'm leaving him behind to fend for himself while I enjoy restaurants, family members cooking for me and take out. After cooking every single meal for months in a row, if I don't see a stove for a while, I won't complain. In the meantime, I wait for more ingredients to go on sale. 7 weeks and 5 days till I leave... but who's counting?