Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Autumnal mountain randoms...

Driving through Kootenay this last time, I had the road largely to myself, there was very little traffic. I guess this moose felt comfortable coming close to the road. 

It was a somewhat foggy, misty day. Half of the drive was in the sun above the clouds, and half of it was in the foggy valley. The above photo doesn't look foggy, but the below one sort of does.

Here's a good shot of the fog. I sat here in wait as they were doing some rock blasting, directly outside of Radium Hot Springs. 

In town, however, it was clear, but cold cold cold. There was a large herd of bighorn sheep hanging around the playground and the Inn's parking lot when I arrived. I love seeing the sheep. It's just not a trip to this area without seeing them.

The Inn and park are covered in these lovely maple trees. I thought maples all turned red in the autumn, but these all turn yellow for some reason, and their leaves are larger than my hand! Love that. Little did they all realize they'd be covered in snow in just a few hours from the time I snapped this happy photo.

Jules :Oj

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Leaving on a Jet Plane...

One night in the cabin we got silly and decided that by the light of the crackling fire, we would record us playing Leaving on a Jet Plane on my tablet. The quality of the recording leaves much to be desired (it's a lousy quality image), but hey.. it was fun and sounds pretty darn good. So why not share it on my blog, I thought.. since it's already on youtube? This is something I really really love about us.

Jules :O)

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Worthwhile white-knuckles!

When you drive through the first snowstorm of the season for over 5 hours with temperatures below freezing and in some pretty massive wind with horrible visibility praying to God you make it back to your house with no problems and stay safe and sound more times than you can keep track of, all the while losing track of how many vehicles you've seen in the ditches, these are the hubcaps you end up with! Cool hey! All four of mine looked like this when I pulled into my garage.

Tomorrow maybe I'll post some cool animal pics. I met up with a moose and some bighorn, but for today, I'm just going to cuddle on the couch with my blanket, my new antique novel, try to get warm and attempt to de-stress. THAT was really a difficult day. It was soooo worth it, though.

Jules :Owhiteknuckleday!

Mushy post...

It's time for a little mush... and since this is my blog, I'm going to write what's on my mind.

Sometimes I look at photos of Thor and every cell in my body just turns to mush. I can't help but smile and think to myself how lucky I am. This is a person who's been with me through heartaches, illness, struggles, parenting, times of elation, successes and failures. He never judges me, he's just always... there for me. I can tell him anything, and I probably take that to a "too much information" limit from time to time, but no matter what I throw at him, he handles it thoughtfully and with dignity and a level of grace that makes me feel like I'm not an alien in my own skin after all. Comforting and supportive, he's there to advise me when I need it, to listen when I need it, to counsel me from time to time and he has a way of making me open up even at my worst of emotional states. And when I can't find words, he's there to do all the talking until I can breathe again. He has never once in 3+ years yelled at me, even when I'm being difficult (yes, I do get difficult from time to time), and his hands are loving and gentle, and so is his very nature, but he can sure handle issues as they arise in his life with whatever gloves he has to wear to handle them. He can sense even the slightest uneasiness from me, even when I'm trying to mask it. He tells me I'm beautiful, and I actually feel like he means it. He makes me think and he encourages me to be more of myself and grow, he inspires me. He is friendly, sociable, genuine, honest, moral and sound. We match with our spiritual and political views and general outlook on the world. He is always there to protect me and defend me, and makes me feel safe. He is so very special. The list of things I love and appreciate about Thor are endless.


He is amazing.

He is my best friend in life.

Happy Birthday, HB.

Jules :O*

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

A contemplation...

From the peaceful morning kayak on the crystal clear waters... 

... to the sun setting behind the mountains as it illuminates the waters and the sky... 

... to the warm glow of the boat house light as it whispers through the branches of the willow... 

There is just so much to love about Flathead Lake. 

Jules :Olovely)

the horrific pits...

Having a bad itch that is either socially unacceptable to scratch or just in a compromising area and you can't get to it is horrific. I'm talking worse than a combination zombie-bloody-headless-ghostified-exorcist-needing-corpse-mummy. It's THAT horrific. Having to endure that day in and day out is really the pits. I'm talking pits deeper than to the center of the earth kind of pits. It's that much the pits.

Of course, as always, I'm just speculating. I never speak from experience.

Jules :Oguh.

Wednesday, October 09, 2013

Being in the know...

I never remember to throw away the old coffee grounds, until the next time I go to make coffee. Mostly that's the next day, but occasionally it's after a whole weekend's gone past.

I never know when to use the word "past" and when to use the word "passed" except for in reference to the past, present and future.. and I guess a few other isolated times. It's something I always have to think hard about.

I hardly ever really make my bed in the morning. Usually I just throw the blankets sort of back into position.

I used to enjoy long baths with bubbles. Now I rarely stay in a bath for longer than 10 minutes. Hot springs are where I enjoy soaking for extended amounts of time. What's better than a giant public bath where you can look at somewhat naked people and eavesdrop on their conversations?

I get one giant pimple once a month that corresponds with my cycle. I hate it. I really hate it and it makes me feel totally gross and unattractive. Like I've morphed into someone auditioning for a Night of the Living Dead movie. Zombietastic and freakishly gross. (I realize that just dated me)

I've never seen a Night of the Living Dead movie because I hate horror films. I can't even watch previews on tv for horror movies. I turn the channel or turn the volume off and look away.

Now you know some things about me that you didn't know before. What don't I know about you?

Jules :Oj

Monday, October 07, 2013

Is it love?

"Oh Mommy, you're just the BEST person in the world.. besides Victoria..." and then his eyes went sort of hazy as he temporarily drifted off into the land of daydreams of the opposite sex. He's almost 8.. I guess it's time to start thinking about pre-pubescent love. Afterall, I was either 8 or 9 when I played "chase the boy" at lunch recess. The boy's name in my case, was Kyle. He was a cowboy kid with shaggy blonde hair and he was short and thin. Something about him was super cool, at that time in my life (though I have no gravitation towards cowboys at the age I'm at now). I caught him and kissed him on the cheek.. we played it often that year but never became boyfriend/girlfriend for whatever reason. Thanan and Victoria played "chase" today at lunch recess. He said that if she ever catches him, she's going to "headband" him. I didn't have a clue what that meant, but turns out it's literally just putting a headband on Thanan's head. She wears them every day, I guess. So I take it that the headband is the equivalent to wearing a guy's pin, in the good ol' days, except reverse. Strange way of showing affection. I hope Thanan doesn't have to wear it long though.. that would probably strike people as odd.

Thanan got to sit beside her on the carpet at the end of the day for 10 whole minutes today, too. I suspect that was really the highlight of his day.

Jules :Oaww)

Thursday, October 03, 2013

Loving the fungi...

I don't really know how you'll feel about looking at mushroom photos... 5 of them.. but here they are anyway. I have no idea what varieties I've photographed, but on that walk through the forest last weekend, there were just so many different ones. They captured my attention and I thought it would be a good use of my pixels. Actually, the last one might be the coolest mushroom pic I've ever taken. They all have distinct personalities. Love them. 

Jules :Oj

Tuesday, October 01, 2013

Nobody really knows, do they?

"Oh, by the way mom.. I've decided I'm going to be a game maker when I am older. And I already know the game I'm going to make," he says to her and starts to explain the premise of the next big video game. It truly sounds brilliant, and she makes a point of listening as intently as she can while swallowing the horror that grows inside of her throat, making her remember why she had to leave her ex-husband, thinking that as hard as she will always try, she'll never be able to get the "game" out of his blood. She thoughtfully surmises that it's better than becoming an astronaut, his previous dream.. at least this way he'll be on earth and she doesn't have to worry about a one way ticket to Mars in their future.

A parent can only guide a child. They can only offer support, teach them values, morals and good character. They can only love them unconditionally and teach them how to love others and be strong and smart throughout their life's journey. After that, the child will grow to become whatever his/her aptitude dictates. At some point, a parent has to understand that a childhood passion might just become the one thing that defines her child in his/her adulthood. Whether the parent likes it or not.

She hopes he grows up to become a scientist or an engineer of some sort... maybe "Senior Game Design Engineer" fits? She doesn't know. Only the bowels of time really know.

Jules :O[