Spring is springing... again!

I'm not a fan of winter... which makes it all the more amusing... or ironic... that I live where I do. The frozen north. Ah well... it's not all bad. Just the winter wears me down. But it feels so good when spring starts to make its appearance.

So, back on April 17th, I posted about how spring was finally springing. And a mere 5 days later, this was the scene in my back yard.


Poor pitiful puppy! Once the snow (a foot and a half of it for the love of god!) melted, we finally got down to the serious business of spring. The river broke - something I wish I could get pictures of. Really, rather explosive! But finally we have some green on the trees...


The ice and snow are, for the most part, all gone and the ground is starting to green up.


And one of the locals when I pulled down a side road to turn around looked at me a bit suspiciously!


I'm so happy that winter is finally done!!!!!

Where have the last 5 months gone?

The title for this post says it all for me.

I can't believe it's been five months now, I really can't. Sometimes it seems like he's been here forever because I can't imagine my life without him. And at other times it seems like just yesterday.

He's so amazing to me. All these little giggles and smiles and grabbing for things. Even when I'm overtired and frustrated, this is the best thing in the world.

So, here's my little man at five months. Wearing his "Mommy's little man" shirt since at four months he wore his "Daddy's little buddy" shirt!!

We started off with his hat and cool shades. However, this month's technical difficulty was a bit different than last month's. First of all... I didn't catch a picture of it. I did, however, get some pictures of the outcome. You see, he doesn't sit up so well just yet though he's getting better everyday. And he was wearing shades. So when he slid and hit the armrest...


....well, you can see the result. Baby's first bruise. (Not counting the ones from the needle for his shots). Oh, it's just a tiny one but still...


However, he recovered quickly though he was in a bit of a grumpy man mood for the rest of the day. He still managed to give me a few smiles for the camera.

Mother's Day

Happy Mother's Day, all of you mothers and mothers-to-be!

First of all, let me clarify a little booboo I made. I put my name on these pictures out of habit. But I obviously didn't take them. Dave did. Happily enough, my little stinker stayed up late enough to get a couple of pics with him. After all, it was our first Mother's Day together.

It's amazing, really. This time last year I'd just found out we were pregnant again. Happy and terrified all at the same time. I called my parents on Mother's Day to tell them we were going to have a baby. And this year, I get to snuggle him and listen to his giggles.

I wish Dave had been off to enjoy the day with us. But you know what?

It was a really good day.

A little bit of blue..

Today's picture came about as I was trying to get the kitchen cleaned up. I have a bunch of these little glass things and I had them, for some unknown reason, in my silverware drawer. So after the cleaning, I ended up with a little glass bowl filled with the little glass blue chips.

I liked the look of the light on them while they were sitting on the windowsill so out came the camera. I love the intense blue of them.

Dude, your girlfriend keeps checking me out!

So, once again I fall behind on my blog posts. Ah well.

For any number of reasons, it's been a busy couple of weeks. I did manage to get a couple of pictures done for the weekly contest but I just didn't manage to post on my own blog. Sheesh.

The weather has finally gotten nicer and we've even gone outside for a walk and everything. I turned 39 on April 25th so I'm once again looking at losing some weight. I'm doing pretty good but I need to get more exercise. Works out well that I have the little man to keep me running!

Speaking of the aforementioned little man, his clothes are the reason for the title of this post. After two months of waiting, I finally got the onesies that I ordered in! He wore one of them today and EVERYONE had a good laugh over it.


I stopped at work to visit and, since it's so sunny out, I plunked his little hat down on his head. As you can see, he's still not entirely sure about whether the hat is acceptable or not.



He smiled while he was wearing it and yet, I turned away from him for a moment to adjust the window and turned back to this.


I love the so casual stretch. It just screams "Hat? What hat, Mommy?"

Ah well, and the adventure continues.

The Annual Shearing of the Dog...

So we have two dogs. A Beagle named Crash and a Cockapoo named Coker. Crash's fur is a constant thing. He sheds but it will only grow to a certain length so caring for his coat is fairly easy. Coker's coat is an entirely different thing though. It just keeps growing. And we don't really trim it over the winter as he needs that extra protection - not that they spend a lot of time outside in the winter, but still. Unfortunately, he also doesn't get brushed nearly enough so by the time spring rolls around he's got long fluffy hair and he is terribly matted everywhere.

So every year in the spring, he gets shaved. By yours truly. Because finding a groomer in this town that has openings is HARD.

Now, we've had nothing but snow for the last two days (and yes, I'm traumatized by that because it's April 21st, for the love of God!) so it's not the best time to shave him but it needs to be done (desperately because he's stinky!) and I need hubby home to look after the little man so it can get done. So, snow or no snow, today was shave day.

So.... here's how our boy started off his afternoon.


Note the matted wave of his coat. The fluffy body. He looks "fatter" than he really is because of all that hair (five inches long... I measured) and it took a very long time to shave and cut. A little more than two hours, actually, because I had to work through the matted parts.

So, after two hours of long-suffering work - Coker because he doesn't enjoy this and me because Coker keeps trying to hide in the tub where there's no place to hide and Crash spends the better part of the time crying because he's locked away from the festivities or trying to climb into the tub with Coker... argh - this is what I had in the tub...

I think there's enough hair there to make another dog.

So, after all that work, Coker is shaved.

Here, ladies and gents, is our end product.

My poor... poor... pitiful... puppy.

~just leans back and laughs herself silly~

Did I say Spring was Springing?

Yeah. Right. Spring. THIS is spring?

God help me, what hell am I living in? Seriously. I'm a Vancouver girl (yes, even though I've been up here for this many years, I'm still a Vancouver girl at heart) and this is just obscene.

People, it is April 20th! MAKE IT STOP!

Anyone want some snow? I've got a fair bit to share right now.

The dogs aren't exactly loving it either!