A tough decision. Well, for me.

Today, I made a decision. I have been thinking it over for a couple months. Today I informed my husband, he agreed, and I took action.

I… switched sides of the bed with him.

I feel better just seeing it in print, part of the healing process I think. You see John and I have slept on the same side of the bed since the first day of our honeymoon. I am ALWAYS on his left. I don’t know why, I have tried to figure out if it because my mom was always to the left of my dad and I did it subconsciously, or maybe in our first apartment I wanted to be near the closet? But no matter how the rooms have changed (sometimes I am on the closet side, sometimes the window side) I am always on the left. Continue reading

Big news

A lot of people who read my blog already know this information. BUT in case you haven’t heard I am going ahead and telling because it’s starting to leak from other people!

Please comment here and not over on Facebook until you have seen me post about it there.

As some of you may know, I’ve wanted to be a mom for a long time, but it just wasn’t happening. Until recently!

We were thrilled to find out that we’re going to be parents! But the excitement didn’t stop there: Just about three weeks ago we received the news from our doctor that we’re having TWINS! Continue reading

olympic post: second and final

I was going to write three. But it seems life has picked up where it left off before I took an Olympic timeout, and has even sped up a bit maybe.

I’m not saying I have a super busy life, I don’t, it’s just that things are moving along and new stuff is happening and I can’t be two weeks behind on blog posting or I’ll never catch up.

All that being said, let’s do one last post about my Olympic experience and move on. If I posted about more I’d just end up rehashing everything you already read elsewhere and blabbing on about identity and national pride and the like.

However, for a really beautiful description of an Olympic experience, by a self-described non-sports fan (my friend Claire) this is a must-read. Reading her short post made me live it all over again. Go there just to see the picture if nothing else.

As for what else I have left to say about the Olympics, it’s really about the extracurriculars. Continue reading

olympic post 1: opening ceremonies and sports

There is just so much I would love to post about when it comes to the Vancouver 2010 Winter Olympic Games, if I hadn’t been so busy soaking up every minute of it I might have been smart about it and posted throughout the two weeks.

But I didn’t.

I let it all collect in my brain and now I have to sort it out and decide what’s worth telling, how to even describe it and make sure it’s not just a rehash of what you already read on ctvolympics.ca. Or nbc.com if you’re in the States. Continue reading

red letter day

Today was Valentines Day as well as Chinese New Year and Day 3 of the Olympics. Poor Vancouver, walking through the mall I can tell the stores are having complete marketing overload. Good thing red is the colour of all three events.

We celebrated with John’s sister Janna, sister Adrianne, her husband Gordie and our nephew with some Chinese food from Mr. Ho’s at our place. Add a bowl full of chocolates, some egg tarts and Chinese tea and I think we had the holidays covered.

John took care of ordering and picking up the Chinese food. He also gave me a hilarious card, the orchids you see below and helped clean up the house. What more could a girl ask for on Valentines Day?

Maybe a gold medal. Continue reading

new music for the jew and the gentile

There’s a new album out by an artist I love, Matisyahu. If you’ve never heard of him he’s “an American Hasidic Jewish reggae superstar” who writes songs about his passion for his faith and for God. Yep.

He sings from the Psalms a lot, or (and I might get the spelling wrong so blame Wikipedia) Tehillim‎, תְהִלִּים, or “praises”. I like to imagine that if King David was born today his songs might have sounded like this. Don’t say no right away, just think about it.

This is what Matisyahu says about King David at once of his concerts before he sang the Tehillim, Refuge. Continue reading

babysitting

Recently we got to babysit our nephew for the first time ever. I just can’t resist doing a rare brag post as a result of basically kissing his chubby cheeks for three hours.

We’ve fed him, changed his diaper and played with him for hours – he’s even been to our place before - but never on our own, with only our combined skills to return him to his parents in good condition.

He was such an easy baby to have in our home – for one thing he can’t walk, really sit up on his own or open the balcony doors. Plus, as you can see, he’s an avid reader of fabric books and enjoys some alone time. Continue reading

we’re baaaack…

We just flew in this afternoon and made our way home, only for poor John to turn around and head back out again for a week of conference with university students. Not the most ideal follow-up to ten days with his entire family living under one roof (which includes one four month old now) but it’s an annual reality for him as long as he stays in the job he’s chosen. So far I have escaped the post-Christmas conference that, incidentally, also claims our New Years Eve. But if I move in the direction I think I will in my job, this time next year I may be dragging my tired self along with him. Continue reading