Sunday, February 7, 2016

Am I the only one?

Every year, I buy new jeans in the boxing week sales. This year, they are skinny leg jeans. They're comfortable and they fit well, but I cannot for the life of me figure out how to take them off without ending up with them inside out in a crumpled ball. 

Friday, for example, I wore jeans to work. After work, I rushed home to change into my boxing clothes. I pulled off my jeans and put on my shorts - but it's February, so I wanted to wear my jeans over the shorts. I turned them back right side out and pulled them on.

I drove to boxing and took the jeans off. Yup, inside out again. I turned them right side out again and went to class. When class was over, I put my jeans on and drove home.

Anyone want to guess what happened when I took them off to shower?

Thursday, February 4, 2016

Last night, my niece called. She hardly ever calls - she has way more important things to do, so usually if I hear from her, something has gone wrong.

That was the case yesterday. She was home alone and she thought there was someone else in the house.

We talked about how houses make noises that can sound scary when you're alone, she told me what she'd heard, and we figured out that there was nothing to worry about. She had the flu earlier this week, so I asked her how she was feeling.

She hung up.

I had to make Wanda call back to make sure there wasn't someone in the house.

Saturday, January 2, 2016

All About Me quilt #3

After I finished quilt #2 for Sky, I had to hurry, since her sister Star needed one, too. However, Star was much less clear about what she wanted.

It was a puzzle.

Eventually, I asked her family (parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins) to tell me stories about her, and I alternated story squares (which are striped) with regular squares. Each story square contains a word, and part of her gift was a paper explaining what story went with each word.

Here's a close-up of one of the words:
I tried using iron-on transfers, but they were less than successful. Only a couple of them survived.

It always amazes me how much the sashing helps make a bunch of discordant, unconnected squares seem like they belong together.  Compare the three columns on the left with the two on the right - the ones of the left looked just as jumbled before I added the sashing.

Here's the end result (upside down, just because):

Thursday, December 31, 2015


My uncle passed away in Calgary the day before I left for Christmas. It wasn't unexpected - he had been in hospice for over a month.

A day later, I flew to Regina for the most hectic Christmas ever.

I arrived Saturday morning. That day there was a birthday part of another uncle, so I got to see lots of family and bowl a couple of terrible games.  (The almost 2-year-old beat me, for the record).

Sunday was more time with family, and then we left for Calgary. We stopped in Medicine Hat (3 provinces & timezones in 3 days!) for the night and ended up arriving around 11:30 on Monday.

Monday night I got to see a couple of cousins and an aunt I rarely see, and then at the funeral on Tuesday I saw a lot more relatives. We drove back to Regina that night.

Wednesday morning I took my niece shopping for her mom's present, as is our tradition, and Wednesday night I made her go to Star Wars. (She liked it, even though she did not want to go.)

Thursday, of course, was Christmas Eve.

My cousin had us all over on Boxing Day, and then I went to see some friends of the family.

The 27th was the first relaxing day of the trip - we went to my niece's ringette game and then watched movies and played games. Naturally, I left at the crack of dawn on the 28th.

I am very much looking forward to doing nothing this weekend, starting with my annual tradition of falling asleep on the couch at 10 tonight.

Friday, November 20, 2015

All about me quilt #2

You may recall that last year, I made an all-about-me quilt for my niece. It was her favourite colours, and every square was different and related to her in some way.

When my cousin's daughter Sky was here in the summer, she said she wanted one, too, and rattled off a list of things about her.

(When I went home for a few days, her mom was telling me that all of her kids got quilts as part of the vacation school they did, Sky immediately said "You still have to make me mine.")

I finished it the first week in November, and obsessively checked the status of the parcel until it arrived last Friday.

On Saturday morning, I got this email:
thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you its beautiful.  (though i have no idea that it was necessary to add the hugs and kisses) still thank you
my favourite are: the barn, the church , the socks, the long board,the skate and ball, and the mermaid
hopefully you didn’t over do you self
Miss Feline

and i love the fuzzy inside and all the details like the camping one thats one of my favourite too. 

 Totally worth it.

Thursday, November 19, 2015

Halloween, just a few weeks late.

On Halloween, my Pathfinders built and ran a haunted house for the local community association. We prepared in advance, and planned to start setting up at 8 a.m. on Saturday.

On Friday night, I went to boxing and stopped to pick up supper. For some reason, I didn't protest when they handed me two drinks in a drink holder. I set it on the seat and drove home.

When I got home, I went to pick up the drinks and managed to flip them onto the floor. The lid of one came off and it spilled.

I went running to the house, and by the time I got there, I didn't have my keys. I banged on the door and Wanda let me in. I grabbed a towel and went to mop up the car.

Still no keys.

I ate, showered, and left to go pick up some supplies for the haunted house. (I had to borrow Wanda's keys, because mine were nowhere to be found - but it was dark, and they were either in the car or on the ground, so I figured I'd find them in the morning.)

On Saturday morning, I got up and got ready for the day. I went outside to search the car and the walk, but there were no keys to be found.  My co-leader came by to pick up the pre-assembled walls, and I went to move the car off the driveway - and there were my keys, on the top of the steering wheel.

I never put my keys there - well, not on purpose.

We went to the community centre and started assembling the haunted house. We finished in the nick of time before it opened at 1.

It turned out well, and it was really popular. We had about 50 kids go through it over the course of the event (some of them up to 10 times).
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It looked creepier with the lights out.

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

The Elephant of Surprise

Wanda has been really into the Hamilton soundtrack. For those who don't know, Hamilton is a hip-hop musical based on the life of US founding father Alexander Hamilton. She's been listening to the soundtrack, and now I've started listening to the soundtrack.

There's one line that refers to the "element of surprise". One day that line was stuck in my head, but I kept mispronouncing it "elephant of surprise". Wanda thought that was hilarious.

When she came home the next day, I'd printed out a picture of a elephant with the word "surprise!" above her head.

The next day, Wanda left early for dance and talked about running a secret errand. She promised I'd find out about it the next day (Friday).

Friday came and went, and there was no surprise.

She then told me I'd find out what it was on Monday.

Again, nothing.

On Tuesday morning, I went to put my lunch in my bag and found a stuffed elephant. I laughed and laughed, and then put it under her pillow.