Thursday, July 24, 2008

It's not what you think

Since Wayne is making it his mission to let the world know about my "incident" last night, I figured I should just bite the bullet and put it all out there.
'Twas his birthday, and I took him for a lavish European-style picnic at Redwood Park in South Surrey. We had French baguette, dijon, goat cheese, prosciutto, garlic havarti, artichokes, pickles, veggies - the works!

"Wanna go lay on the quilt and throw the ball for Dora?" he says after we've stuffed ourselves silly.

"Sure," I say. "Let me refill my wine."
As we sit and canoodle, and the silly puppy runs around like...a puppy, I hold Wayne's beer and my cup of wine to make sure she doesn't trample them in her travels...all while lying half-down on my elbow, the way a picnic-er does.
Then, as a flash of fuzzy brown and white whizzes by, I topple on the elbow and, in a split second reaction, do my best to save...

...the beer. And where does the wine go? Sideways. On my lap. Lovely.

At least it was white wine (indeed, the wine mentioned in my previous post). As Wayne laughed, and my legs got cold, I said, "The things I do for you, Wayne, to keep you amused...The things I do."

Happy birthday, dear!

Me from A-Zee

Actually, it's "Zed." I'm Canadian through and through.

Sharon posted this on her blog and even said I could steal if I wanted to – so there! (Truth be told, filling this out took less energy and brainpower than a real post. Call me lazy, I don’t care.)

EDIT: ***Update. Shari tagged me anyway. DOUBLE "So, there!"

A. Attached or single? Attached, happily.
B. Best friend? Dora. I can tell her anything, and she doesn’t even flinch…as long as I’m giving her a paw massage, that is.
C. Cake or pie? Cake. Make it chocolate and I’m all yours.
D. Day of choice? Sunday. Now that church is on Saturday nights, Sunday is a big loooooong day to do whatever I want!
E. Essential item? Rimmel Lycra® Lash Extender Mascara – with my fair hair and skin, I look like an albino boy without it.
F. Favourite colour? Green. Forever and ever, amen.
G. Gummy bears or worms? Juice bears – they’re healthier. :)
H. Hometown? Burnaby, BC
I. Favourite Indulgence? I would normally say chocolate. It’s a close 2nd. But lately, wine has become more of a treat for me. Peller Estates Pinot Grigio, specifically. Yum. (Yes, it comes in a box… you wanna make something of it? Huh?)
J. January or July? I love January b/c it’s my bday and the post-Christmas sales are AWESOME. But I love July b/c it’s Wayne’s bday (yesterday, actually)…and it’s hot. So, both?
K. Kids? Yes, please.
L. Life isn’t complete without? Purpose.
M. Marriage date? August 19, 2006 (wow, almost two years already – where has time gone?)
O. Oranges or apples? Oranges. But I won’t eat them if I have to peel them with my hands. It’s gotta be skinned and cut into chunks. Too messy. And they have to be tart, like OJ, not sweet. Apples are good, too, though.
P. Phobias? Failure. Heights. Spiders. Confrontation. In that order.
Q. Quotes? "War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The ugliest is a person who thinks nothing is worth fighting and dying for and lets others better and braver protect him." - Gen. Hillier
R. Reasons to smile? Love.
S. Season of choice? Winter. I like being cozy. (Did you know there is no word in French to express the feeling of being cozy? It’s true!)
T. Tag someone. Julie – you’re up!
U. Unknown fact about me? Even though I’m pretty blunt sometimes, I’m actually a very sensitive and emotional person (seriously!). It doesn’t take much to make me cry, from hurt or compassion.
V. Vegetable? I have just discovered I’m having a love affair with asparagus – grilled, blanched, broiled – I’ll take ‘em any way I can get ‘em! (Stinky pee and all!)
W. Worst habit? Procrastination, for sure.
X. X-ray or ultrasound? I’ve never had an ultrasound, so X-ray.
Y. Your favourite food? Oooo, yay, now I can mention chocolate…Chocolate!
Z. Zodiac sign? It doesn’t matter.
And now for my favourite find of the week - these sassy aprons that I just adore. Looks like I need to make a stop at Fabricland for some stylie scraps and head over to MIL's for a sewing lesson! (Wouldn't they be great with a faux crinoline under the front, to make them look like they're vintage '50s? Ohhh, yes!)

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Things to NEVER say to a military spouse

I found this on a wall in a Military Wives’ Facebook Group. So I can't take credit for writing this.

Though Wayne’s not even gone yet, my mind is full of questions and answers and worries and “What ifs?” The responses pertaining to deployment are still foreign to me, but I know I’ll be in that position one day in the near future.

The response to number 11 is my favourite. It’s pretty much where Wayne and I stand. Oh, and I love the last line. :)

Things to NEVER say to a military spouse:

1. "Aren't you afraid that he'll be killed?"
(This one ranks in at number one on the "duh" list. Of course we're afraid. We're terrified. The thought always lingers at the backs of our minds ---but thanks, Brilliant, you just brought it back to the front. Maybe next you can go ask someone with cancer if they're scared of dying.)

2. "I don't know how you manage. I don't think I could do it."
(This is intended to be a compliment. But, it’s a little annoying. Here's why: it's not like all of us military wives have been dreaming since childhood of the day we'd get to be anxious single moms or a lonely wife with no child who carries a cell phone with us to the bathroom and the shower. We're not made of some mysterious matter that makes us more capable, we just got asked to take on a challenging job. So we rose to the challenge and found the strength to make sacrifices.)

3. "At least he's not in Iraq."
(This is the number one most annoying comment for those whose husbands are in Afghanistan. What do they think is happening in Afghanistan? An international game of golf? Guys are fighting and dying over there.)

4. "Do you think he'll get to come home for Christmas/anniversary/birthday/ birth of a child/wedding/ family reunion, etc?"
(Don't you watch the news? No! When they are deployed, they don't get to come home for any of these things. Please don't ask again.)

5. "What are you going to do to keep yourself busy while he's gone?"
(Short answer: Try to keep my sanity. Maybe there's a military wife out there who gets bored when her husband leaves, but I have yet to meet her. For the rest of us, those with and without children, we find ourselves having to be two people. That keeps us plenty busy. We do get lonely, but we don't get bored, and drinking massive amounts of wine always helps keep me busy.)

6. "How much longer does he have until he can get out?"
(This one is annoying to many of us whether our husbands are deployed or not. Many of our husbands aren't counting down the days until they "can" get out. Many of them keep signing back up again and again because they actually love what they do or they VOLUNTEER AGAIN andAGAIN to go back to Afghanistan b/c there is work that needs to be done.)

7. "This deployment shouldn't be so bad, now that you're used to it."
(Sure, we do learn coping skills and its true the more deployments you've gone through, the easier dealing with it becomes. And we figure out ways to make life go smoother while the guys are gone. But it never gets "easy" and the bullets and bombs don't skip over our guys just because they've been there before. The worry never goes away.)

8. "My husband had to go to Europe for business once for three weeks. I totally know what you're going through."
(This one is similar to number two. Do not equate your husband's three week trip to London/Montreal/ Tokyo/etc. with a 12-15 month or more deployment to a war zone. Aside from the obvious time difference, nobody shot at your husband or tried to blow him up with an I.E.D.,your husband could call home pretty much any time he wanted to, he flew comfortably on a commercial plane, slept between crisp white sheets and ate well, paying for everything with an expense account. There is no comparison. We do not feel bonded to you in the slightest because of this comment and, if anything, we probably resent you a bit for it. Comparing a 12 month combat deployment to a few weeks business trip is like comparing a crappy Ford Taurus with Mercedes convertible.)

9. "Wow, you must miss him, huh?"
(This one also gets another big "duh". Of course we miss our men. There are some wives who do not and they're now divorced.)

10. "Where is he exactly? Where is that?"
(I don't expect non-military folks to be able to find Anbar Province on a map, but they should know by now that it's in Iraq. Likewise, know that Kabul and Kandahar are in Afghanistan. Know that Iran is located between Afghanistan and Iraq. These basic facts are not secrets, they're on the news every night and in the papers every day -- and on maps everywhere.)

11. "Well, he signed up for it, so it's his own fault whatever happens over there.”
(Yes, Ignorant, he did sign up. Each and every day he protects your right to make stupid comments like that. He didn't sign up and ask to be hit by anything, he signed up to protect his country. Oh, and by the way, he asked me to tell you that "You're welcome." He's still fighting for your freedom.)

12. "Don't you miss sex! I couldn't do it!"
(Hmmm, no I don't miss sex. I'm a robot. Seriously, military spouses learn quickly that our relationships must be founded on something greater than sex. We learn to appreciate the important things, like simply hearing their voices, seeing their faces, being able to have dinner together every night. And the hard truth is, most relationships probably couldn't withstand 12 months of sexdeprivation. Our relationships are stronger and, after all, during deployments, we sleep with the telephone.)

13. "Well in my opinion... "
(Stop right there. Yo, I didn't ask for you your personal political opinions. Hey, I love a heated political debate, but not in the grocery store, not in Booster Juice, not at the mall, not in a loungewhen I'm out with my girls trying to forget the war, and CERTAINLY NOT AT WORK. We tell co-workers about deployments so that, when we have to spend lunch hours running our butts off doing errands and taking care of the house, dog, and kids, they have an understanding. We do nottell co-workers and colleagues because we are giving an invitation to ramble about politics or because we so eagerly want to hear how much they hate the American president, esp. while we're trying to heat up our Lean Cuisines in the crappy office microwaves.)Last, but not least...

14. "OH, that's horrible...I'm so sorry!"
(He's doing his job and he's a badass. Don't be sorry. Be appreciative and please take a moment out of your comfortable North American lives to realize that our soldiers fight the wars abroad sothose wars stay abroad.)

If you want to say anything, say thank you. After all, we are sexually deprived for your freedom.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Photos from cruise friends

Brian and Erica were cruising from Anchorage to Vancouver on Princess Cruise Lines and we crossed paths on the Bike and Brew tour in Juneau. They are a fabulous couple from Toronto and we really wish they had been on our ship - we probably would have spent the whole vacation together!
We got to know them as we biked around Juneau and when we arrived at the Mendenhall glacier, they offered to take some wicked shots of Wayne and I and email them to us with their awesome camera.
And they did.

Look what our God can do. Amazing.

He set the earth on its foundations; it can never be moved.
You covered it with the deep as with a garment; the waters stood above the mountains.
But at your rebuke the waters fled, at the sound of your thunder they took to flight;
they flowed over the mountains, they went down into the valleys, to the place you assigned for them.
You set a boundary they cannot cross; never again will they cover the earth.
He makes springs pour water into the ravines; it flows between the mountains.

~Pslam 104-5-10

Sunday, July 13, 2008


Mendenhall Glacier in Alaska's capital city, Juneau - amazing.
Ketchican - first port-of-call. Here, 20 lb. salmon were jumping in the harbour. People were salmon fishing off the bridge!

Guinness called - they want their shirt back. Traitor.

Staying dry at Fat Stan's pub in Ketchican.

Mendenhall again.
Heading up the Tracy Arm Fjord on the ship to see another glacier.

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