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Here Comes the Stain Again

posted by / July 4, 2016

*insert the Eurythmics here singing a hilarious parody about staining my decks*

It’s staining season! Time to bust out the pressure washer and stain brush! Time and chores stop for no man.

I just finished pressure washing the front of my house this weekend AND cleaning the planters gutters out. I had been putting it off, since I had to climb on my roof  to get the last bits. But to get to the deck staining (and finally get my shutters up!) I got busy. In order to to reach the spots I needed to I had to lean off the side of my lower roof, holding the rope in one hand and the pressure washer gun in the other. It was a little Rambo, and I admit, I felt totally bad ass doing it (I was totally safe with my fall gear on). Check that bitch off the chore list!

Then I scrubbed the front deck with Simply Green and pressure washed the mossy grime off. It’s only been two years since I refinished them, but good lord does it need it again! I’m almost done – just a few hours more and it can dry to get ready for stain. I’m using Sikkens  (expensive but worth it, in my opinion).

So what else did I do on my childless Canada day weekend? (My people *sniff* are gone for a month and a half)

Mr. J and I had a wonderful, delicious evening in, and then we tripped the light fantastic and danced until 3 in the morning the next, arriving home at a very late/early 4:30am. The birds were a chirpin’. So there was some fun, in with all the work around here.

I created a t-shirt store! Help support my renos and wear some cool duds – wins all the way around! There is even a shirt I made from the graphic I did for Mr. J’s mug for Christmas (I bet you can guess which one).

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My Life – No Quarter Given

posted by / June 16, 2016

“Ten years from now, make sure you can say that you chose your life, you didn’t settle for it.”
Mandy Hale, The Single Woman

I am not settling – this crazy, awesome, sometimes super challenging life, is AMAZING.

I saw a video the other day where the guy was talking about the bittersweet melancholy that comes from enjoying things so much and recognising that everything comes to end. Everything you see around you, right now, will die and or just fall to ruin with the passing of time. Many things around you right now will live beyond you. That tree over there? That old building that has seen generations of people come and go… we are, as cliche as it is, dust in the wind, my friends.

Which is why I feel like I have to enjoy the mother fucking shit out of my life.

Doing as little harm as possible. Living large while taking care of this aging, very non-model body that is covered with the wear and tear I’ve put it through – and finding joy in it’s upkeep. The run I did tonight? Sucked zombie balls, but I did it. And I will do it again tomorrow. Or switch it up with some yoga.

I am the heaviest I have been in 6 years – since my twins were born. In my defense, it took 2.5 years to do this damage. Not enough exercise. Too much food. Not enough sleep. Blah, blah, blah… It’s back to the basics. Get this temple feeling better. One action at a time, forward momentum. Enjoy this journey of loving my skin. While I still have it.

I look at my kids, my parents, my friends, my sweet love and I think – One day… and I am overcome with love and this terrible sadness, and I can’t tell them enough that I love them and appreciate them. That I appreciate all of the crazy that is my life.

And Vegas on my birthday? AWESOME.

Living a fabulous life

 

Getting home, the new year, and lists

posted by / January 5, 2016
Shop Vac from Nickel & Megs- a fabulous addition to my home.
Shop Vac from Nickel & Megs (aka General Lee) – a fabulous addition to my home.

I arrived home to a parcel from my baby brother (Nickle) and his beautiful bride-to-be (Megs) – another amazing present from them! We’d already gotten movie passes (we totally ran out and saw Star Wars before the kids left for the holiday) and Exploding Kittens (the card game), so this package was totally unexpected, and just blew my mind. I am now the proud owner of my very own shop vac!!

It kind of doubled as a Christmas present for Mr. J too, as he can now have his back. I was kind of in love with his shop vac, so this is just extra special that I have my very own.

Mr. J gave me a wonderful set of different shaped files.  One of those things that we’ve needed on different occasions, and there isn’t really a good substitute/make-shift thing you can use in it’s place. A fabulous present! He also gave me new brackets and a rod for my closet (dear to my heart) and super cute dress to hang in it! I got spoiled in the best way. I’m totally a grateful, happy girl.

Tij, JB and the boys gave me a home depot gift card, which I love and will use no problem at, what feels like, my second home. It’s especially welcoming in the plumbing ilse (many an hour spent there)

 

 

 

100 things every homeowner must know - a book from my Dad
100 things every homeowner must know – a book from my Dad
A special note from my Dad
A special note from my Dad – Nickle is now gunning for “Best Cook in the MacLean Family”

My Dad got me a book for Christmas. I often get a book from my Dad, and I love that he writes in them, and this year’s book was really special. I know it makes him a little nuts that I am doing this so slowly, but I know he is proud that I am doing it all on my own. The book is “100 Things Every Homeowner Must Know – how to save money, solve problems and improve your home.”

While I was visiting, Tij (my younger, middle, brother) asked me something about my renovation and after I had explained whatever it was, looked at me, and said, “Nope. I would just hire people to do that shit. I get no joy from that kind of work.” Which made me smile. I get it. There are some jobs that I just do not enjoy. Crawling around my low-rise attic in the nasty insulation – balls. Insulation in general is just UGH. Itchy, But it feels so good to get those things out of the way. It’s kind of like running in the rain – I feel super hard core after gettin’ it done.

It’s been a week since I got home, and it’s just been getting back into the groove of things, an all night New Year’s eve with Mr. J, not withstanding. The kids got back, which was awesome! I missed them like crazy!! They also brought back with them the customary lice – which they do every time they visit their Dad. Every. Single. Time. I was ready. Stool in the kitchen, bright lights on, bags to quarantine all the stuff and clothes, hair treatments with comb to go through the hair and olive oil and saran wrap to finish it all off. None of those little bastards were getting out alive – just for clarity’s sake, I’m talking about the lice. *knock on wood* So far, so good.

 

 

Now I’m into new year planning and list making. So much to do! I’ve even added a secret project to my to do list for Thomas for his birthday in April – I’m already panicking about the time.

The dry wall is still in my front hall – it is really time to get that dealt with. Get that on my list!

 

 

Home & Holidays

posted by / December 29, 2015

It’s been a few years since I’ve been without my people at Christmas. And it has been hard on the heart, though we packed in a ton of holiday goodness before hand. They come home on the 1st of January, late at night.

Sometimes sharing is hard.

Home at Mumma's in her sexy new kitchen! Well, new since the last time I was home.Rather than be alone on Christmas day, I managed to get home and spend Christmas with my folks this year, which was really wonderfu! Balm for soul. I got to spend some time with them (and checking out their renovations – Mumma, the kitchen is gorgeous!), see my brother Tij, my sister JB (in-law technically, but she really is my sister in my heart) and my nephews who are giant young men now, and even squeeze in a visit with my long time friend Jan and her Mom, my “Aunt” Shirley. Action packed and lots of Mr J’s hot buttered rum recipe, and the hot tub.

Mr J couldn’t join me, he was spending Christmas with his people, but I was thankful for unlimited texting and long distance. We took advantage of that. I’m looking forward to seeing him today when he picks me up. A lot.

I was thinking about the word ‘Home’ and what that means to me… I spent a lot of my childhood in Nova Scotia, so I think of it as home. Being a military brat, home was where ever we were together. Which makes having family spread all over the place tough. Home is a lot of places for me – with my people, with my folks, with my grandmum & my extended fam, with Mr J – I’m very lucky I have so many wonderful places to house my heart.

Tij drove me into the airport for 3:30 this morning. It was damn cold and the snow that wasn’t there two days ago, reminds me how much I love not getting a lot of it back in BC. I’m a west coast girl now. “Alive and Kicking” plays through the stereo from my brother’s iPhone, as the heated seat toasts my butt. We talk about funny tv (Rick and Morty) and YouTube videos (Good Mythical Morning), our baby brother (Nick), and his upcoming wedding. And other stuff.

“I’m looking forward to meeting him one day.” Tij says about Mr J.

“Me too.” I respond, smiling in the dark car ” He’s funny. You’ll like him.” I describe him a bit more as we drive.

It’s an odd thing, to be home there and also to be headed home. I really am lucky.

There is insulation, vapour barrier and drywall waiting for me.

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My Life – No Quarter Given

“Ten years from now, make sure you can say that you chose your life, you didn’t settle for it.”
Mandy Hale, The Single Woman

I am not settling – this crazy, awesome, sometimes super challenging life, is AMAZING.

I saw a video the other day where the guy was talking about the bittersweet melancholy that comes from enjoying things so much and recognising that everything comes to end. Everything you see around you, right now, will die and or just fall to ruin with the passing of time. Many things around you right now will live beyond you. That tree over there? That old building that has seen generations of people come and go… we are, as cliche as it is, dust in the wind, my friends.

Which is why I feel like I have to enjoy the mother fucking shit out of my life.

Doing as little harm as possible. Living large while taking care of this aging, very non-model body that is covered with the wear and tear I’ve put it through – and finding joy in it’s upkeep. The run I did tonight? Sucked zombie balls, but I did it. And I will do it again tomorrow. Or switch it up with some yoga.

I am the heaviest I have been in 6 years – since my twins were born. In my defense, it took 2.5 years to do this damage. Not enough exercise. Too much food. Not enough sleep. Blah, blah, blah… It’s back to the basics. Get this temple feeling better. One action at a time, forward momentum. Enjoy this journey of loving my skin. While I still have it.

I look at my kids, my parents, my friends, my sweet love and I think – One day… and I am overcome with love and this terrible sadness, and I can’t tell them enough that I love them and appreciate them. That I appreciate all of the crazy that is my life.

And Vegas on my birthday? AWESOME.

Living a fabulous life

 

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10 thoughts on “My Life – No Quarter Given

    Loads of Love and {{Hugs}}!! Enjoy your life, every minute of it and remember that though it may be difficult to fit in a run, there’s always time to dance! <3 Cathi

      I totally love that – “pint size goddess” lol!! That may need a t-shirt, my beautiful friend. 😀

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