New album:Glorify

I have had the pleasure to work on this album managed and produced by the talented Ashley Milne. He encouraged and brought the best in all of us. I enjoyed singing a song and was able to realize my long time dream of singing on an album. The actual recording of the music though was alot more difficult than one would imagine and required hints and help from those more experienced such as Ashley. All those involved had some wonderful suggestions and lent there individual talents to create many varieties and styles of songs. The harmonizing and singing together were some of the best times we spent together. Ill try to get a pic of the album and maybe the song if possible.....Ill see what my hubby the IT guy can do for me............

I finally figured out how to get back in here.

Now that the right passwords have come to mind you may hear more from me......

Even though Jeff and I were given artsy inclinations by our maker. We try not to overly push, just the arts , moderation is good. But I know Jeff would be so proud of this. During his quiet time Aidan decided to create a masterpiece. Every once in a while he comes up with something really appealing to the eye.

I, wanting to be the encouraging mother said , wow, Aidan I love your work. He grinned, and said. "Yes, this is my masterpiece." I dont know where he got that word from. It was very cute. Hes always saying things like. Hey, they are on our tail. I couldn't figure out where he learnt that ,until the other day I caught myself saying it. Hmm, little sponges:)

My Dear Auntie Pat

Today, early, we found out that my Auntie Pat, my father's sister had suddenly died of an aneurism. She was found in her home. They tried to operate but she passed early this morning. Pat was a quiet, soft, spoken, gentle person. Was well spoken of and practical as well as having many other qualities, I might not say at this time. She is survived by her 2 children David and his sister Angela. My first cousins.
They have spouses and children.
Pat lived in the village of Kirdford Sussex for most of her life. - England
Pat will be missed . Especially hard hit is my father who was very close to her. Dad is going to England on Sunday. Pat's husband Mick passed away in the last few years of cancer so it leaves her children alone now. At 58 Pat was too young to go. We will miss her. It is at these times that I want to go home to England . Dad will be leaving on Sunday night. David will pick him up at the airport. He will stay with David and Sarah the first night , and on Tuesday with his sister Lynne, in Horsham. The rest of the week he will be staying with Pete and Pat in Woking. Dan and Sue will want to visit Im sure.

Age,and the relevancy of life.

Its been a few days. I guess I got busy for a while there. Keeping the kids occupied.

I had this thought this morning about something that happened to us when we were out. The kids and I that is.

So, There we are Aidan ,Mary and I sitting on a bench in the mall relaxing and taking a moment before continueing on. Aidan is an exceeding friendly boy. He greets anybody he can greet. We have discussions on why some people respond and why some people dont'. I have chosen to tell him that some people know how to, others are shy. He told me the other day, after a local boy had ignored his greeting for about the fourth time. "Im teaching them mom." I was so proud of his childlike reaction. Unbiased by preconcieved ideas and biases.

Back to the story at hand though.

So this nice grey haired spry looking lady sits down next to Aidan. He immediately struck up a conversation with her. She asked how old he was and he said ummmm, two? I dont know why he says that when he knows how old he is, but thats OK , hes only four. So, she says ,are you sure your only two ? I leaned over and together we came up with the figure four. Oh ,she said and made a nice comment about how she would like to be that age.. The lady then got up off the bench and again I say, very spryly walked off. As she got a couple feet away she turned back and said. Young man you may be four but I have a nine in front of that. She smiled and trotted off bags in hand. I said, whats your secret to as she left, but she missed it. I turned to my son and said. Aidan. you were just talking to a 94 year old, that was very special. Of course he had no idea what mom was so flabbergasted about. Oh, the things you can learn sitting on a bench in the mall watching the people go by.

Garden gnomes on the brain.

I call this de-stressing writing. And, if you dont have a sense of humor, downright distressing humor.
It all started this morning , when I sent my sister a garden gnome. It was through facebook for her web garden.
Move forward too later this evening. You would see me walking through the gardening section of Canadian Tire. This is a new pastime for me.
My eyes fell upon a very attractive garden gnome. He had just the right painted hue. His eyes beamed up at me and his head tilted just at the right angle. I was drawn to pick him up, imagining how I could give it to my brother-in Law Ashley as a B-Day present joke. Im sure i saw one pop up in the anvil pic's this year. Anyway, I continued pushing the cart and digressed to the camping aisle. Dreaming and wishing I could buy the coolest B-day present for my sister Natalie . A giant Tent villa complete with netting sections and little fake canvas windows, just the trifling price of $224.00. I Imagined how her and her specially invited friends could kick back on Anvil Island up on the top of the hill . Sipping hot chocolate and eating cookies. Watching the people getting eaten alive by mosquito's outside and perhaps allowing them in. I shook my head and advanced to the car wash/product aisle, picking out some some simple green and a nice wooly cleaning mitt. An attractive gift to my husband and an exciting nudge in regards to the filthy condition of our car exterior. It was there, that I glanced down and remembered the garden gnome. He was so perky and as far as garden gnomes go very tempting.

Guess what is sitting wedged between the Sponges and Shammies.......
Poor garden Gnome.

Today started out slowly, but I tackled the sweeping of floors and laundry needing to be done. At about 11:30 I got a knock on my door. It was my close friends and family Marie and Jenn. Laden down with Fraps and Timbits they were a sight for sore eyes! They also had managed to find a singer sewing machine for me and it might even fit into my old sewing desk I use as a Table. It was so nice to see the weather cool down today and I greeted the sight of muggy dull skies. I was praying for a someone to sit for me on sat morn and had mentioned only briefly then left it. Latrer Marie called and offered, I felt relieved. I have very few options so it was a good option. The alternative being 2 kids in a dentist office while I get a cleaning, not fun.

I wait for my love to get home , only 2 hours and 15 minutes.........................................