An Old Rocking Chair

I had my ipod on shuffle the other day and Kenny Chesneys song Blue Rocking Chair came on. It made me think of a rocking chair that I own. It's an old chair. 35 years old to be exact. It's a kind of golden yellowy brown. I am sure most of you have seen it. It used to be my Dad's chair. He would sit in it for hours. Reading (when he could still see well enough), praying, watching the news with Mom, and I am sure he had more then a few naps in that old chair as well. He used to have a sheep skin on it. It must have helped raise the comfort level. He bought the chair for my Mom before I was born so that she would have somewhere to rock me to sleep. I am not sure when it became "his" chair but that is how I remember it.

When we moved back here from Sask a couple years ago (after coming to our senses and realizing where we belonged :) ), Mom told me that she was planning on taking it to good will. I of course said that there was no way that was gonna happen and that I would find room in the trailer to bring it with. We had to leave some stuff behind that wouldn't fit but I managed. I think there still might be a box or two in Moms garage. Gotta get those some day. The chair now sits in Cadences room and I rock my little girl to sleep in the same chair that I was rocked in. I love that old chair. It has wooden ends on the armrests and if you look you can see where the finish has been rubbed off the wood from Dads hands on them. Probably because they were always shaking when he sat there. Incidentally that chair is where Connor split his lip wide open and had to get 4 stitches to sew it up. Now that was a fun day. Kinda like trying to stitch up the lip of rabid dog. The springs are kinda worn out and it's not the most comfortable chair anymore. The yellowy brown color doesn't really look that good in a pink bedroom but I think its perfect. When I sit in that chair and rock my little girl to sleep it feels like all the stress and worry that builds up just washes away. Sometimes its hard to lay her in her crib and come back downstairs. Its easy to just sit there and rock her for a while while she sleeps.
Maybe she will rock her kids in her Grandpas chair one day. I wish he could have met her.

This Widgety thing is makin me mad

I cant get this dang thing to fit. It works but it looks like crap. Can someone fix that or not? Oh yeah, these songs are by no means finished. Thay all need some work. Man I need a good drummer.

I love the Studio

This will be short and to the point. I went to the studio last week. I love that place. Its dingy and small and there is musical equipment stacked in corners. I wish I could go every day. We weren't planning on recording anything but I played I'm Watching You for Lee and he said we should just do a quick recording of it. Turns out quick takes 7 and a half hrs. Didn't get home till 3 in the morning and for me that's late. Must be getting old or something. It turned not to bad in my opinion. Its hard to get the sound in my head to come out of the system. I have to get used to telling the guitarist who is also the guy who owns the studio and the engineer how to play his guitar. He must have done 20 takes before it sounded like I wanted. I finally figured out a way to get it one here so that people could here it. Notice the funny little orange guy in the corner. All you gotta do is click the play button. They had cooler looking ones but they wouldn't fit on the page. Hope you like it.

My Wish List

I have seen a few people using this idea for a post so I figured I may as well use it as well. I am having a hard time thinking of stuff I want. I never know any more. I see stuff I want and then when it comes time to pay for it I always feel guilty and change my mind. Funny how that doesn't happen when I buy stuff for the kids.

This would be awesome. I used to read the Lord Of The Rings trilogy almost every year until the movies came out and then I guess I kinda got overloaded with it all. But these books are awesome. This is a set of three books.





I always look at the front of a book when I get it to see if it has a map. That seems to be a pretty good indicator that its good for some reason. If the author put in the effort to detail his world enough to draw a map of it, it seems to stand to reason that the story and characters are well developed as well. This edition is over the top with maps. Its huge and it folds out. Sweeeeeeeet. My hands want to hold those books. Yessssss precioussssss.


I have always wanted to learn to play fiddle. Not sure why. I just love it. This is a cheap one, but hey I may suck at it. If I don't suck at it then I will get a better one. I really, really want this. To bad I don't believe in Santa no more or I would ask that fat old man for this for sure. Sigh... oh to be a kid again. Or rich would work too.





This is actually something affordable. Needed a tuner for years just never got one.

I want a new phone so bad. If you are gonna get a phone these days its crazy. So many options. I want one that plays music so I can get rid of my ipod. I have had it for 3 or 4 yrs now and the screen got cracked the day after I got it. You can only see half the screen so its hard to find the songs sometimes. So if I get one of these that's two birds with one stone. That makes it much more frugal at not all excessive...right?

Carolyn gets ticked off at me when I always want the same thing for every occasion. Fathers Day, birthday, Christmas, anniversary, whatever. I always say the same thing....a watch. I love them. I want so many that I have to get a case for them and have them all laid out in it. A different watch for every occasion, outfit, or day even. Oh yes please. So its hard to pick one cause I love them all. This one is nice but its about $2,000

This one is $375 still a little out of range at the moment

Here are a couple that are $60 on ebay

Okay that's all I can think of right and this searching for images and adding them is seriously time consuming. I gotta come up with some better ideas to blog about. I could do like Chris and post pics of our animal...but I don't really like that cat very much most of the time.(sorry Carolyn..its the truth). And I don't think I am up for the whole honesty post. Not now and maybe not ever.

Oh heh this is my favorite song right now. Listened to a bunch of times on the way home from Sask and just cant seem to get enough of it. Thanks again Trav. I don't know how to imbed stuff in here yet and I have no idea how to find the file to do it so this is the best I could do. Cheers

http://www.roughstock.com/audio/zac-brown-band-jolene

Found the Roadside Dream on mls

On a whim I tried to find the property that I saw from the road on mls and lo and behold there it was. The pics aren't great but you can kinda see how it looks. I wish they would have taken one from the roadside cause the road is higher and it looks over the whole property.

http://www.realtor.ca/propertyDetails.aspx?propertyId=7531242

Wetwipes and the Roadside Dream

Well we made it home. Think we will stay for a while.

On the way we stopped at Humpty's to eat and Connor told us a story about how him and Sam were on a team and Ethan and Ben were on a team. Ethan and Ben got diarrhea and then they lost. Wah Wah Waaaahh. That's the sound he made after he told the story. Apparently he saw it on Backyardigans. That's the sound they make when something bad happens. Man did we laugh.

When the kids ate there snacks Carolyn gave them wet wipes to clean up. When she took them out and the smell hit me it must have been a combination of being on the road and the smell but it took me back to when I was a kid and Mom used to always have them in the car. She would use them at rest stops all the time. She would get out and take off her glasses and wipe her face and then turn it to the sun and just smile. She was most likely thanking God for the sunshine and the health to enjoy it. My Mom is beautiful. She has the ability to take so much pleasure out of those little moments. That must be one of the reasons that Dad loved her so much.

About 20 minutes north of Kamloops there is a property that somehow has captured my attention. We have driven past it a few times now and it just seems like the perfect place to live. It is 40 acres of land situated right along the river. The river winds and is really wide there. At this time of year the water is fairly low and there is a lot of sandbars. There is a main house made of logs with a red metal roof. It is a two story with two small windows upstairs. There is a large barn and two smaller ones sort of spread out along the property. It also has what looks like a smaller house as well. Probably a one bedroom guest house. All the buildings are log construction with the red metal roof. It has corrals on the property and all the fences are panted white. There are no old tractors and broken down machinery anywhere to be seen. As my dad would say "Everything looked tickity boo". I think that means there was nothing out of place. When we drove by there was a kid riding his bike down the lane from the house to the barn and there was a dog running along beside him. I want that place. I want that to be my kid riding his bike with his dog. Maybe on his way down to the river to play in his tree fort that we made. I want there to be horses in the pasture and a pony for Cadence. I wanna see her calling the pony over with her little cowboy boots on. I want my boys to complain that they have to go clean the stalls instead of complaining that they are tired of their video games and want new ones. I wanna stand on that riverbank with the wind on my face knowing that the land I stand on is mine, and when I am gone it will belong to my kids and their kids.

But that's not gonna happen cause I am broke and that place would cost more then I will make in my lifetime. Instead I will rent a house in town and my kids wont know what its like to grow up with more to do then play video games and "hang out" with their friends. Guess I will have to try harder to make them realize there is more to life then that heh?

First time for everything

Not sure if this whole blogging thing is for me. Do people wanna know what I am thinking? Do I really want them to know? I am not sure if I can put forth the honesty that others do in their posts. But if my brother John could do it I figure I will give it a try.

We have been in sask for 3 weeks now.....3....weeks. I am so ready to go home. I love my family so much and Marv and Susan have been so awesome letting us stay and nurse our children here. This flu is awful. I hate watching my children hurt and being powerless to defend them. All I can do is dose them with drugs and take temperatures. I have become OCD about that actually. They can't walk past me now without me checking their foreheads. Ethan was feverish for 7 days and then he finally got better. Connor is just finished I think. Not sure how many days he was feverish, the days all blur together . He also had a rash of some sort that we had to give him Benydryl 2 or 3 times a day. And he is such a joy to medicate. Cadence seems to be over the fever now as well. So we are left with congestion and a nasty cough. Woo Hoo!!

So now we only have to drive for two days through the mountains, most likely through some snow, and then take that stupid expensive ferry, and then we will be home. What a great place home is. I am not sure if I ever wanna leave again once I am there.

I will not be doing that goofy anagram post every day thing....no time folks. I will try and post a couple times a week. I am gonna have to do some work to this page. I am clueless on how to do that. Might have to get help from Carrie or Mel. hint hint...since they said I should do this.