Random Moments

Dan had the day off to celebrate Canada Day yesterday. We did not do anything too earth shaking but we (mostly he) got a few things accomplished and we got caught up on a few holidays.

Dan got the water pump/fountain on the pond so the birds could drink safely.
Dan finished repainting our mushrooms
We found the solar cover for the pool.
I Miracle Grow’d the flower beds
And the vegetables!
We popped the cork on our New Year’s champagne and toasted my retirement at the beginning of June
And we feasted on Dan’s Father’s Day supper of steak, shrimp, corn, mushrooms and baked potato.

Wishing everyone a particularly special day today๐ŸŒž

Good Enough

Why do so many people waste their lives trying to convince others that they themselves are ‘better’ ?   Or that others are ‘not good enough‘ ? Better than what – or not good enough for what? Why is life a contest and who made the rules? And why does our society seem to be getting so much worse and less tolerant?

I grew up in small town Saskatchewan.  People were not judged by race or sexuality. We were rather oblivious to the major global issues in those days before internet access.

That is not to say that there was no bigotry and ignorance.  People were judged by different criteria. From my earliest days, I was well aware of the judgemental nature of small town Saskatchewan.   I was French Catholic and to make matters worse, my family lived on the lower end of the economic scale of things.

My First Communion Day

I grew up knowing that I was not good enough.   From my earliest days, I did not understand why.   I was kind – certainly kinder than those who dismissed me or taunted me for being ‘not good enough’.  I was honest.   I was as smart as any child in our school.  I was always close to, or top of, my class academically.   I was as attractive as any of the other children in my school (at least in my mind).    I was physically challenged (I still am) – but who cares?  It was not like my goals in life ever revolved around how far I could throw a ball, how fast I could run or how high I could jump.   I did not understand why, but I was made very much aware that I was ‘not good enough’.

When I grew up I was often reminded that I was ‘not good enough’.ย  I married into an Anglo-Saxon family who felt they were very much ‘better’ than anyone and certainly better than my family and I. I was constantly reminded that I was not good enough for them. My mother-in-law felt badly for the way they ‘had’ to treat me but she did once tell me that I would understand one day when my sons grew up and married cheap tramps. (Jokes on herI have two daughters in law and both are amazing women – each in their own way!).

While there have been many good, kind people in my life, there has always been enough ignorant and judgemental neighbours, co-workers, employers, etc. around to remind me that I was ‘not good enough’. I do not know why I ever let them bother me, but I did.

It has taken me to retirement to realize I truly am done with people and their games and attitudes. I am happy living my little life of secluded retirement. I do not care who I am good enough for. I do not care about trying to be ‘better’ to meet their criteria for ‘good enough’.

I am good enough for my husband, my dog, and most of my family (depends on the day๐Ÿ™„). I am good enough for my current neighbours. I am good enough to enjoy the sun, clouds, rain, trees, flowers and rocks. I am good enough to enjoy the life that I am living. I am good enough to face myself in any mirror and know that I am a good person. I continue to learn and change as life goes on but I am now and I always will be, good enough for me!

Learning to Retire

Before I retired, I was determined not to waste the best years of my life by sitting in front of a television, letting my life slip away…ย ย ย  I have been retired for three months now.

During my first few weeks of my retirement, I cleaned and polished every nook and cranny of our house.ย  Then I started to cook and bake, which of course messed up the house, so I had to clean and polish all the more. ๐Ÿคท

Neat and tidy ๐Ÿ˜‰

I could see this becoming a losing battle, so I backed off on the cooking and started to focus on my dog.  I was walking her, bathing her and grooming her.   And there was dog hair and wet dog smell everywhere!  Which meant more house cleaning and polishing.  ๐Ÿ™„

My dog, Kat

Finally spring arrived and I was able to get out in the yard – with my dog!   I tidied up the yard, planted plants, and painted flower beds.  Kat was at my side, in the house, back out, back in.  There was now pine needles, sand, leaves and muddy pawprints throughout the house.   I cleaned up the house.  Polish – not so much๐Ÿ˜’

Our garden area ๐ŸŒฟ

With spring planting behind us, I am looking at doing a couple of small renovation projects and getting back into a few hobbies I once enjoyed.   I have a sneaking suspicion that renovations and hobbies are going to circle right back to more housecleaning. ๐Ÿ˜Ÿ

Maybeย  I should just rethink my original retirement plan, curl up on the couch with my dog and check out some daytime television.ย  ๐Ÿ˜‰

That’s NOT happening!

Wishing everyone, retired or not, a great day๐ŸŒž

Rainy Day Sunday

We are finally getting a good soaking rain today. Our garden needs it and our house was more than ready for some attention. The dust bunnies were starting to compete for shelf space with the elephants.

From our trip to Edmonton last summer
Christmas gift from son Mark, Erin & Dom
I just thought this little elephant family was too cute to pass up๐Ÿ’–
My pink crystal elephant from Dan
Christmas gift from son Dan & family
My Winnipeg Elephant
Ellie the Elephant – to mark the anticipated arrival of Maddy

Hope everyone is having a great Sunday – Rain or Shine!

Summer Saturday

It has been a relatively uneventful day today. I was up at six a.m. compliments of Kat – our little dog has to eat.

Kat

After coffee and checking out the news (such as it was), I got ready to go shopping with Dan. Our first stop was Superstore. I ran in to the smoke shop to get Dan cigarettes. (I haven’t smoked since 2010 – I should never smoke again but I am keeping my options open). The clerk was none other than Grandpa’s Genie. I ‘accidentally’ left the cigarettes on the counter so Dan would have to run in to see her. ๐Ÿคฃ

Genie (& Kat) – such a Grandpa’s girl๐Ÿž

We travelled on to Walmart to pick up a few items. There was a big sale on TP. We should now be good through to the next pandemic.

We came home. I changed into shorts and a light top to give Bob the Boulder a bath with the pressure washer. It was supposed to be 31 above (celcius) – it was not.

Bob the Boulder

I froze my butt off and took all the shrapnel I could handle before going in to change – again! I put on a black sweater and pants (the closest I have to a ski-doo suit) poured myself a glass of wine and headed back to the frigid outdoors.โ˜ƒ๏ธ

Sunshine!

There wasn’t a cloud to be seen. It was hot as hell! I powered through the wine and headed back in to change into something cooler while Dan made us icy cold Caesars. ๐Ÿ˜Š

Fortunately we picked up hotdogs and buns for supper. After wine and a Caesar, I am not up to cooking anything too challenging. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Bye for now. Wishing everyone a great weekend๐ŸŒž

R & R

Dan and I had a productive day yesterday so today it is all rest and relaxation.ย  Dan left to go golfing at 6 am so it is just Kat and I.ย  We are going for a walk and then spending the day hanging out in the yard.ย  It is supposed to be a sunny 31 degrees above (celsius) so should be a perfect day for doing next to nothing.

Yesterday we got our new boulder, Bob.ย ย ย  Bob is not terribly huge but he got as far as the corner of the front lawn and he is not moving. He will however get a shower the next time I water out front.ย 
The pool is up and almost full.
We found the ladybug planter I bought Dan a couple of years ago, cleaned it up and set it out.
We went to Uncle Wiener’s Discount Store (that is a real place ๐Ÿ™„) and bought privacy screen to install along the inside of our front chain link fence. It was not fun to install, with about a dozen cedars growing up to the fence, but we got it done. It does a pretty good job of providing privacy. From the street side, you really cannot see into the yard. โ˜บ๏ธ

I also got a bit more yard clean-up done and washed down the patio set (again) so we are pretty much ready to spend some time enjoying our yard.

Have a great day and keep safe๐ŸŒž

Pool Day

Dan is on days off so he has made it his mission today to set up our above ground pool.

Since we became grandparents sixteen years ago, our yard has evolved to accomodate ‘the kids’. The major summer staple has become the Grandpa pool.

We started off with a wading pool for Genie and Rory. Even with a little spot for the kiddies to splash, we had plenty of room on our large patio for the barbecue and patio set.
The first Grandpa ‘monster pool’. It was only an 8′ inflatable but to our still tiny tots, it was massive.
When we switched things up to a ten foot pool, we had to move it to the other side of the yard.
A couple of years ago, Grandpa decided to replace the ten foot pool with a fourteen foot one. Since there wasn’t enough room in the side yard to accomodate it, it moved back to the patio.
…. Which meant moving our dining area to the side yard.
But when you get a beautiful day in May and Grandpa hasn’t set up your pool yet, you just make do with Kat’s pool. ๐Ÿ˜‚

Wishing all a lovely summer day today!

Canadian Politics

Saskatchewan Legislative Buildings

I do not discuss politics often.  In this day and age, it seems as if it is not so much a discussion as a drag down/knock out fight.  However, today I will make an exception.

In Canada, there are three main parties – the Conservatives on the right, the NDP (New Democrat Party) on the Left and the Liberals in the middle.  Although Canada is far from being as politically intense as our southern neighbours, there are Canadians who are to the extreme right of the Conservatives and the extreme left of the NDP. These two demographics seem to be growing – or at least growing increasingly vocal.

I am not a card carrying member of any party but, since I prefer compromise to battle, I tend to favour the Liberals – who happen to be currently in power.

I voted Liberal in the past two elections because I am comfortable supporting them and their leader. I like Justin Trudeau for three reasons. (1) He consistently displays affection, kindness, respect and appreciation for his parents. (2) He consistently displays affection, kindness, respect and appreciation for his wife. (3) He consistently displays affection, kindness respect and appreciation for his children.

I do not have a major issue with the left or far left. I just do not believe that all of their ideals, although important and well meaning, are practical as a be all and end solution for maintaining a strong country. In Canada, the left – even the extreme far left, tend to fight for their beliefs with protests and the like – mainly peaceful demonstrations. They take issue with the Liberal government and Justin Trudeau for not doing enough to support their causes and I can respect that.

I have a harder time finding respect for the right, specifically the far right. They tend to flat out oppose anything the Liberal Government does. They flat out oppose anything Justin Trudeau does. Justin Trudeau and the Liberals can be doing exactly what the majority of countries and their leaders are doing and it is all wrong – and all Trudeau’s fault. (He caused the pandemic, caused the many repercussions of the pandemic, caused the fall in oil prices, caused the increasing frequency and devastation of natural disasters around the globe, caused the ramping up of racial tensions, etc. … ๐Ÿ™„). Those on the far right seldom show any respect in their opposition and quite frequently spread questionable ‘facts’, use righteous indignation, or use questionable humor in their quest to destroy the credibility of Justin Trudeau and the Liberals. This is politics as it is today and politicians know what they are getting into when they run for public office. I generally roll my eyes ๐Ÿ‘€ at such nonsense and move on.

Then there are those, from the far right, who attack and taunt anyone who supports Justin Trudeau and the Liberals. These people are not just small pockets of strangers. Some of these people are relatives and friends. To these people I am a libtard and a snowflake, unworthy of using my vote as I see fit, and too lazy to take care of myself and my family (hence my support for social programs, justice and the like). These are people who know that I am worthy of respect. These are people who know that I not only have the right to my vote, but who deserves that right. These are people who know that I have worked all of my adult life to provide for myself and my family, who has helped others in need and who has paid my share of taxes regardless of who was in government. None of this matters, to those on the far right (specifically people on the far right who know me) because I chose to vote for the Liberals and Justin Trudeau. ๐Ÿ™„

I do not fight often but I will fight for my right to vote as I see fit. AND I will fight for every other Canadian’s right to vote for whoever they see fit. (Even those who know me but choose to mock, attack and insult me for how I vote.) ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ

Sense of Accomplishment

Some days you can feel a major sense of accomplishment by investing a seemingly small amount of time and effort. Other days, like today, that sense of accomplishment is just not there.

Lately we have made a few adjustments in our life. One of the adjustments we have made was to give up Kat’s groomer (since they were closed for Covid-19 reasons) and invest in a set of pet clippers.

Grooming tools

Dan has been grooming Kat but since he is on his fifth shift in a row tonight and Kat was looking pretty straggly, I decided to step up to the challenge.

Straggly Kat

I got out everything I would need, including all of our grooming equipment, a fold up metal table, a vinyl tablecloth and of course – Kat.

For two hours, I wrestled with Kat while she did her best to avoid clippers, combs and the like. She fell off the table three times – fortunately onto my lap each time.

By the time I ‘finished’, there was a goodly amount of fur to show for my efforts.

Kat hair
Groomed Kat – sort of ๐Ÿ™„

At least I got her ears trimmed! Maybe we will both feel like continuing the battle after a walk. ๐ŸŒž