Thursday, August 31, 2006

Happy Anniversary W and J!

I wanted to put a youtube video here of you guys before you got married, but I couldn't get it to work. You will just have to image yourselves kissing. Lots of Love.

Monday, August 28, 2006

When I Was A Kid...


we were so poor that we sat on the floor waiting for crumbs to fall, and we walked on our hands and knees, uphill, both ways!

Saturday, August 26, 2006

Warning...


image in viewer may appear slightly fuzzy due to black forest cake induced sugar-high.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Chateau Boh *****

I just returned home after a wonderful weekend at Chateau Boh in beautiful Ottawa, Ontario. This establishment has only been in operation for a few short years, but you would not know it since it runs like clockwork with attention paid to every little detail. From the chocolates on the pillows to the concierge/chef/butler/chauffer/best son-in-law in the world, nothing could have made my visit with my baby and her baby any better. Love to you all. Five stars.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Dear W, Bonjour!


"Max sur la rue en Quebec. " I think that's right. You never really know how it comes across though. I met a gentleman who used to live out west today. We practised Ukrainian swear words on each other. It was a good day.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Bump Watch For Aunty W

August 13th, 2006.

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Isis...

has a way of sucking the stress right out of you when she curls up on your lap. It's a great way to spend the afternoon.

Happy Birthday Demetrius!


It is hard to believe that a whole year has past since you came into our lives. This week I saw you take a step, clap your hands and eat ribs (two fisted no less!) You sure know how to make us laugh.

Friday, August 11, 2006

Free Haircuts...


with every sucker purchased! Enquire within.

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Lost in Space

There is a strange new breed of aliens that share earth. They look like us, walk like us and talk like us. They do have some mannerisms that set them apart though. They have great expectations of living the high life without having to foot the bill. In fact, they think that your tax money should support them. You owe it to them to pay for their groceries, their cable, their rent, cigarettes and beer. And then they'll tell you "sorry...don't have any money left to pay the rent!" Excuse me? Did you just say "screw you"? My taxes are paying your rent and now I am subsidizing you a second time because you aren't going to pay me the rent you owe me! I don't think so. The last tenants tried that already. I'm not YOUR mother! You just received your notice to quit the premises. Don't make me call the police.

Dear Diary,

Today we travelled along the most beautiful stretch of our journey. It was the perfect time to share some of the information I was reading about the province and it's history with the rest of the family. Gido took a picture of the boys in the back seat as they enjoyed the narration!

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

The First 48 ...

hours are critical in solving most crimes. I knew that I would have to act fast if I stood any chance of finding Minime. I pulled in the usual suspects for questioning as soon as I noticed her missing. "Oh no, Minime is missing! Have YOU seen her? " The guilty look was unmistakable. "Why?" Because he was a man, I knew that I would have to spell it out for him. "I got those little porcelain dolls from the place where we bought Winter's wedding flowers. One is her and one is me! I need them to stay together!"(hear voice raising and becoming more shrill) The rest speaks for itself.







Monday, August 07, 2006

Big Boned?


Of course it is a legitimate reason for tipping the scales at 134 pounds! Barbara Righton's recent Maclean's article on the obesity epidemic in dogs struck a nerve when a vet interviewed for the article suggested that "big bones" are no excuse. I need "big bones". I don't want an indulgent diet to take full responsibility for this. That would mean I take full responsibility for this. I mean,I mean...I take full responsibility for this.

Sunday, August 06, 2006

Shaking the Family Tree
















What's not to love about the birthplace of the Newfoundlands and the Labrador Retrievers! St. John's even has a park dedicated to these gentle giants.

Saturday, August 05, 2006

Ransom Note



Worth Chewing Threw The Restraints For...


...I came, I saw, I pooped! Max on Signal Hill, St. John's, Newfoundland.