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| Relaxing in the sun! |
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| Hunter point to another flock of cranes flying overhead. |
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| Northern kids don't let a bit of snow slow them down! Boots? Pants? Who needs 'em! |
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| Grubby and happy with friends. |
Monday, May 13, 2013
Enjoying Snow in May
Yep. There is snow well into May this year. Are we letting it get in our way? Not in this household!
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Getting Even With Cavan
I want to say that I looked at your sweet sleeping face and felt that happy, motherly glow and just sat back and watched you dream.
But we all know that I am not sappy like that.
Instead, I looked at your sweet sleeping face and wondered where the black marker was hiding.
I drew on the eyebrows, smiling as I remembered the screaming fit you threw when I said no to a freezie after breakfast.
In return for repeatedly knocking over the block towers that your brother painstakingly built, I brushed on a mustache.
Not eating your supper earned you a goatee.
I love being a parent and I especially love being your mom. But sometimes a mama just needs bit of a reward for this whole parenting gig.
But we all know that I am not sappy like that.
Instead, I looked at your sweet sleeping face and wondered where the black marker was hiding.
I drew on the eyebrows, smiling as I remembered the screaming fit you threw when I said no to a freezie after breakfast.
In return for repeatedly knocking over the block towers that your brother painstakingly built, I brushed on a mustache.
Not eating your supper earned you a goatee.
I love being a parent and I especially love being your mom. But sometimes a mama just needs bit of a reward for this whole parenting gig.
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
Three Weeks Until My Draw!
My very kind and generous friends have now contributed $2000 towards my reconstructive skin surgery! Wow.
So far this money has been used to purchase plane tickets from Whitehorse to LA return for me and Matt, as well as put a deposit down on the apartment we will be staying in while down there.
Thank you to everyone who has felt that I was deserving of your donation!
As I mentioned on my blog a while back, I will be doing a draw on the last day of this month as a bit of a thank-you to everyone who contributed! Anyone who donated $10 or more will have a chance to win this pair of mukluks I made (valued at over $200):
And anyone who donated less than $10 or performed a random act of kindness and told me about it will be entered to win a pair of fur trimmed leather baby booties (valued at $42.50)
Donations can be made on the right-hand side of my blog via paypal. Six months until the big day!
So far this money has been used to purchase plane tickets from Whitehorse to LA return for me and Matt, as well as put a deposit down on the apartment we will be staying in while down there.
Thank you to everyone who has felt that I was deserving of your donation!
As I mentioned on my blog a while back, I will be doing a draw on the last day of this month as a bit of a thank-you to everyone who contributed! Anyone who donated $10 or more will have a chance to win this pair of mukluks I made (valued at over $200):
And anyone who donated less than $10 or performed a random act of kindness and told me about it will be entered to win a pair of fur trimmed leather baby booties (valued at $42.50)
Donations can be made on the right-hand side of my blog via paypal. Six months until the big day!
Sunday, May 5, 2013
A few random bits
I have been sitting on my arse for a week now and have nearly lost my mind! But I think I am healing. The bruising is a little bit less than it was a few days ago, but the pain hasn't really decreased. Part of that is thanks to my husband banging into my leg last night by accident when I didn't have my aircast on plus I went out and about a bit this weekend which was just exhausting!
I am going to see a visiting doctor on Tuesday to ask for a referral to physiotherapy and just ask a bit more about how to ease back into weight-bearing in the coming weeks.
Folks in town have been so helpful with watching the kids for us and making some meals too since I am too gimpy to be getting around in my kitchen. I have tried doing a few things around the house while on crutches, but as soon as my foot is down, it starts to swell and turn purple- so back to the sofa I go.
Today I managed to get onto my quad all on my own, so I will have some independence back here in the future. Highlight of today was chasing my kids down the street while on the quad. Soooo much fun watching them run with that hint of fear in their eyes.
And spring is slow hitting Faro! The temperatures are finally going above zero and I hear word of double digits above zero for the end of this week. Here is a picture from May 5th of last year followed by a picture taking today, again May 5th:
Last, just a random picture of naked boys, on an office chair, with suckers.
I am going to see a visiting doctor on Tuesday to ask for a referral to physiotherapy and just ask a bit more about how to ease back into weight-bearing in the coming weeks.
Folks in town have been so helpful with watching the kids for us and making some meals too since I am too gimpy to be getting around in my kitchen. I have tried doing a few things around the house while on crutches, but as soon as my foot is down, it starts to swell and turn purple- so back to the sofa I go.
Today I managed to get onto my quad all on my own, so I will have some independence back here in the future. Highlight of today was chasing my kids down the street while on the quad. Soooo much fun watching them run with that hint of fear in their eyes.
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| Lots of lovely purple and yellows! |
And spring is slow hitting Faro! The temperatures are finally going above zero and I hear word of double digits above zero for the end of this week. Here is a picture from May 5th of last year followed by a picture taking today, again May 5th:
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| May 5th, 2012. Wild drivers on dry sand. |
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| May 5th, 2013. The kids are still getting stuck in the snow. |
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Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Broken Update
My sense of humour has returned, so I must be doing better!
On Monday we were told that I would need surgery to wire the bones back together. So we drove into Whitehorse that evening and I was at the hospital at 7:30am on Tuesday. 11am the surgeon came out to tell me that he changed his mind and I would be fine in an air cast. In the 2 minutes he talked to me, he said no weight bearing for 2 weeks, sit in an air cast, then change to a high top hiking boot and start slowly on weight bearing but make sure my ankle doesn't move side to side. Not much for instructions! A doctor will be in Faro next week and I will be asking her for more information and a referral for physio.
Coming home last night was great. Here again is why I love Faro- two of my friends had come in and cleaned my house while another friend made us supper for that night. So spoiled!
Today I am just sore all over. The bumpy drive and a lot of walking with crutches took all of my energy. I am sitting with my foot up and doing a heck of a lot of nothing right now.
The hardest part of all of this is feeling a bit lost. Sunday I cried all day. Seriously, all day. I realized I cannot do the Chilkoot hike in early July and my hiking partner is going to find someone else to hike with. I have been dreaming of this hike for years. It was my big goal- to lose enough weight and be physically fit enough to do this hike- it was like a big finale for me and this weight loss journey. And then wham. I fall on my face in gravel and that finale is fracked. I was heartbroken.
But I cannot wallow in self-pity for long. I gave myself Sunday to wallow, got a lot of good advice and encouragement from friends, and felt back to my usual self on Monday. New goals have been set too. Late this summer I will hike the Dena Cho Trail from here to Ross River. So now I am excited again and have something to work towards.
Now. To sit here and do a lot of nothing without going crazy. Wish me luck!
On Monday we were told that I would need surgery to wire the bones back together. So we drove into Whitehorse that evening and I was at the hospital at 7:30am on Tuesday. 11am the surgeon came out to tell me that he changed his mind and I would be fine in an air cast. In the 2 minutes he talked to me, he said no weight bearing for 2 weeks, sit in an air cast, then change to a high top hiking boot and start slowly on weight bearing but make sure my ankle doesn't move side to side. Not much for instructions! A doctor will be in Faro next week and I will be asking her for more information and a referral for physio.
Coming home last night was great. Here again is why I love Faro- two of my friends had come in and cleaned my house while another friend made us supper for that night. So spoiled!
Today I am just sore all over. The bumpy drive and a lot of walking with crutches took all of my energy. I am sitting with my foot up and doing a heck of a lot of nothing right now.
The hardest part of all of this is feeling a bit lost. Sunday I cried all day. Seriously, all day. I realized I cannot do the Chilkoot hike in early July and my hiking partner is going to find someone else to hike with. I have been dreaming of this hike for years. It was my big goal- to lose enough weight and be physically fit enough to do this hike- it was like a big finale for me and this weight loss journey. And then wham. I fall on my face in gravel and that finale is fracked. I was heartbroken.
But I cannot wallow in self-pity for long. I gave myself Sunday to wallow, got a lot of good advice and encouragement from friends, and felt back to my usual self on Monday. New goals have been set too. Late this summer I will hike the Dena Cho Trail from here to Ross River. So now I am excited again and have something to work towards.
Now. To sit here and do a lot of nothing without going crazy. Wish me luck!
Sunday, April 28, 2013
My Broken Bone
Miserable doesn't even begin to describe how I am feeling right now.
Yesterday I headed out (in sub zero temperatures since Spring has decided to avoid us for now) for my run. I have moved my running training to outside to prepare for my 5k run up in Mayo. Only about 500m from my house, I rolled my ankle out on some gravel (it gave a very audible pop) and down I went. As I skidded on my hands/knees/face down the road all I could think was thank god no one was around to see that fail in action!
I laid on my stomach for a while... and then got myself on my arse for a while... And then realized that no one was going to rescue me so I had better head for home. I thought I had just sprained my ankle and somehow I limped back up the hill to home.
Matt was on call and he took me down to the Health Centre for x-rays. The misery started when I looked up at the screen when he said, "Sorry sweetie, it is broken." I could even tell on the x-ray that I was broken. The distal end of my fibula is fractured. Broke the tip of it right off down in my ankle. I fell apart then and started sobbing.
Sobbing over a broken ankle? I know, drama llama.... But I have plans! Big plans! Huge plans that are royally screwed over by a broken ankle.
Epic trip around the Yukon with my girlfriends? On, but not sure what shape I will be in.
5k run up in Mayo? Out.
Squash? Out.
Training for my hike? Out.
53km hike of the Chilkoot trail on July 3? Don't know.
Right now I am still sitting here in Faro. On Monday we will hear from the surgeon as the whether or not I need surgery. If not, I will still have to drive the 400k to town to get a cast put on. I did the unthinkable and googled my injury. Healing time? A long fucking time.
I am disappointed. I feel bad for my hiking partner. I feel bad for the friends that signed up for the 5k run with me.
I am worried about the effects of being forced to sit here and do nothing for weeks. I am a stress eater and am going to have to manage my eating to the utmost level. Other commitments like the sewing projects I am doing with the Youth Group and volunteering at our Crane & Sheep festival are all going to be on hold. I don't even know how I am going to manage my own kids at this point.
In November I will be having my skin surgery and have been dreading the healing time afterwards because I will have to sit and do nothing for weeks on end. And now I am being forced to do that twice in one year. I am going to lose my mind.
Perhaps later this week I will be back to my happy self and see some sort of positive in this heap of misery.
Yesterday I headed out (in sub zero temperatures since Spring has decided to avoid us for now) for my run. I have moved my running training to outside to prepare for my 5k run up in Mayo. Only about 500m from my house, I rolled my ankle out on some gravel (it gave a very audible pop) and down I went. As I skidded on my hands/knees/face down the road all I could think was thank god no one was around to see that fail in action!
I laid on my stomach for a while... and then got myself on my arse for a while... And then realized that no one was going to rescue me so I had better head for home. I thought I had just sprained my ankle and somehow I limped back up the hill to home.
Matt was on call and he took me down to the Health Centre for x-rays. The misery started when I looked up at the screen when he said, "Sorry sweetie, it is broken." I could even tell on the x-ray that I was broken. The distal end of my fibula is fractured. Broke the tip of it right off down in my ankle. I fell apart then and started sobbing.
Sobbing over a broken ankle? I know, drama llama.... But I have plans! Big plans! Huge plans that are royally screwed over by a broken ankle.
Epic trip around the Yukon with my girlfriends? On, but not sure what shape I will be in.
5k run up in Mayo? Out.
Squash? Out.
Training for my hike? Out.
53km hike of the Chilkoot trail on July 3? Don't know.
Right now I am still sitting here in Faro. On Monday we will hear from the surgeon as the whether or not I need surgery. If not, I will still have to drive the 400k to town to get a cast put on. I did the unthinkable and googled my injury. Healing time? A long fucking time.
I am disappointed. I feel bad for my hiking partner. I feel bad for the friends that signed up for the 5k run with me.
I am worried about the effects of being forced to sit here and do nothing for weeks. I am a stress eater and am going to have to manage my eating to the utmost level. Other commitments like the sewing projects I am doing with the Youth Group and volunteering at our Crane & Sheep festival are all going to be on hold. I don't even know how I am going to manage my own kids at this point.
In November I will be having my skin surgery and have been dreading the healing time afterwards because I will have to sit and do nothing for weeks on end. And now I am being forced to do that twice in one year. I am going to lose my mind.
Perhaps later this week I will be back to my happy self and see some sort of positive in this heap of misery.
Monday, April 22, 2013
The Last Ten Days
The last ten days have been a whirlwind of activity.
I started a mitten make project with the Youth Group here in Faro. It is going to take ages to get about 15 teenagers (almost all boys!) to complete their mittens, but it will be fun!
The boys and I flew to visit my parents for a week in BC. The travel was killer. We drove from Faro to Whitehorse, killed 5 hours playing, took the plane to Vancouver, quick stop, then a plane to Fort St. John, and then a 1.5hr drive to my parents house (we left Faro at 8am and arrived at my folks at 1am). I think it took me two days to recover from that and then I had to repeat it all backwards just four days after that. But the short trip was worth it. The boys got to visit with their only two cousins, see their only actual Auntie and Uncle, and have some quality time with their Grandma and Grandpa.
Then Cavan turned four on Sunday and we had a little party and day of celebration for him. I made him a great looking ninja turtle cake. While he is happy to be four, he is now pissed off at the world that he cannot attend school NOW! Waiting until fall is not impressing him any.
And I have still been running too! I did three runs while down at my parents and the longest run was 28min straight. When I came home to Faro, I tried a 30min run the next day, but puked after 16min and was too dizzy to try running again. I think I was just exhausted! We are going to back up the program by a few weeks and take it outside now that the roads are clear of snow. I am going to be cursing the hills of Faro soon!
I bought myself a real bike with heaps of gears and took it around the block tonight. I had to push it up the hill to my house though!!
AND!! I got myself a kick ass huge tattoo on my inner forearm!
Now the mishmash of photos:
I started a mitten make project with the Youth Group here in Faro. It is going to take ages to get about 15 teenagers (almost all boys!) to complete their mittens, but it will be fun!
The boys and I flew to visit my parents for a week in BC. The travel was killer. We drove from Faro to Whitehorse, killed 5 hours playing, took the plane to Vancouver, quick stop, then a plane to Fort St. John, and then a 1.5hr drive to my parents house (we left Faro at 8am and arrived at my folks at 1am). I think it took me two days to recover from that and then I had to repeat it all backwards just four days after that. But the short trip was worth it. The boys got to visit with their only two cousins, see their only actual Auntie and Uncle, and have some quality time with their Grandma and Grandpa.
Then Cavan turned four on Sunday and we had a little party and day of celebration for him. I made him a great looking ninja turtle cake. While he is happy to be four, he is now pissed off at the world that he cannot attend school NOW! Waiting until fall is not impressing him any.
And I have still been running too! I did three runs while down at my parents and the longest run was 28min straight. When I came home to Faro, I tried a 30min run the next day, but puked after 16min and was too dizzy to try running again. I think I was just exhausted! We are going to back up the program by a few weeks and take it outside now that the roads are clear of snow. I am going to be cursing the hills of Faro soon!
I bought myself a real bike with heaps of gears and took it around the block tonight. I had to push it up the hill to my house though!!
AND!! I got myself a kick ass huge tattoo on my inner forearm!
Now the mishmash of photos:
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| Happy with his new birthday scooter! |
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| Kick ass tattoo. |
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| Lots of love from neighbourhood friends! |
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| Ninja turtle cake and a kid buzzed out on orange pop! |
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| Wee gluten free ninja turtle cupcake for Matt! |
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| When did my baby boy get so big? |
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| Cavan trying out a little skidoo at my parent's house. |
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| My boys and their cousins attacking my brother. |
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| Cousins! |
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| Rednecks R Us. |
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| Trouble from biggest to smallest package. |
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