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Another V-Day Under our Belts’

So, I got a message last night saying that someone is following my blog.  I actually came here and looked at it.  I got a little sad.  I love writing, I love my blog.  I have not written for a long time.  My Grandmother’s passing seemed to signal a change in my life that has not brought me back to what I love.  Writing.  

We lost her, we moved my grandfather, we moved to a new house, work changed, got a puppy, got depressed, got on back on my meds, got my head better…  Here we are.  

Looking at my blog made me want to write.  So, here I am. 

So we are two weeks out from Valentine’s Day but I wanted to write about it.  

Everyone knows something about the Day of Love, here is a little history. 

Saint Valentine’s Day, also known as Valentine’s Day or the Feast of Saint Valentine,[1] is observed on February 14 each year. It is celebrated in many countries around the world, although it is not a holiday in most of them.

St. Valentine’s Day began as a liturgical celebration of one or more early Christian saints named Valentinus. Several martyrdom stories were invented for the various Valentines that belonged to February 14, and added to later martyrologies.[2] A popular hagiographical account of Saint Valentine of Rome states that he was imprisoned for performing weddings for soldiers who were forbidden to marry and for ministering to Christians, who were persecuted under the Roman Empire. According to legend, during his imprisonment, he healed the daughter of his jailer, Asterius. An embellishment to this story states that before his execution he wrote her a letter signed “Your Valentine” as a farewell.[3] Today, Saint Valentine’s Day is an official feast day in the Anglican Communion,[4]as well as in the Lutheran Church.[5] The Eastern Orthodox Church also celebrates Saint Valentine’s Day, albeit on July 6 and July 30, the former date in honor of the Roman presbyter Saint Valentine, and the latter date in honor of Hieromartyr Valentine, the Bishop of Interamna (modern Terni). In Brazil, the Dia de São Valentim is recognized on June 12.

So James and I have spent Valentine’s Day together for the last eight years.  In the beginning it was, you know, all about being together and what we would get each other and the next year about outdoing the last.  

Now we just want to be together.  Don’t get me wrong, we aren’t complacent, it’s not that we don’t do things or want to do things, for each other it’s just times have changed…  We have a house this equals less disposable income for things like this. 

So, at the last minutes (5:00 PM) on February 14th, 2014 James called me and said “wanna go to www.thetexaslonghorn.ca?”  Of course, since this is my FAVOURITE place to go…  I said “yes”.  

With no reservation ON VALENTINE’S DAY, we set out…  I some how got my purse handle wrapped around the coffee James had in the cup holder and ended up pulling it over onto myself…  James exclaimed “well I guess we’re not going to dinner now…”  to which I replied “*%&^&*()$& RIGHT WE ARE!  I’ll just tell them I’m wearing eau de http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juan_Valdez”  He just laughed. 

We drive from Etobicoke where he picks me up to Whitby.  Get in and find out there is an hour wait.  I am determined that I am having dinner here so we wait. 

There are a myriad of 20 some-things, in cowboy/girl get ups greeting everyone who walks in.  

As we are waiting a couple guys come in and the girl at the desk asks “Do you have a reservation?”  So he replies “yah, it’s under J Geils…”  I look at James he looks at me we grin…  She goes up and down the reservation list and the guy starts giggling…  She says “we don’t have anything like that…”  So he looks at his friend and says “maybe Michael Jackson?”  Then she clues in…  He’s fooling around…  EVERYONE over the age of 30 waiting for a table starts laughing…  This poor kid has no idea who J Geiles is…  Let alone that his Angel is a Centrefold!  

She ushers this joker to the bar.  

We wait…

We finally are called and head to our table, where Cherokee (apparently her real name, James asked) comes to serve us.  We order our drinks and she says…  “I have a proposition for you and I am only asking you ’cause I can see you are cool…”  Good saleswoman work there…  “We have a contest on today to see who can get the most full orders, I mean, alcoholic beverages, appetizers, meals, dessert and coffee.  If you order I will be in the lead…”  MORE good saleswoman-ship!  So we agree and order deep fried avocado bits…  

I fell in love with them, James could not even put them in his mouth.  The fact that avocado is smooth to begin with is just exacerbated by deep frying it…

So then our dinner comes, chimichanga for me, all that deep fried cheesy goodness (I love whomever decided to put a burrito in some oil) and a steak and mashers for James.  

Dinner comes…  It is lovely as always.  

Singing to the music Miss Cherokee brings our dessert, vanilla ice cream with chocolate sauce.  I say “You know all the words to every song.”  She says “You caught me.  I really like this new country, I’m not so into the old stuff…”  So I begin a conversation with her about country music…  Well those of you who follow me on FACEBOOK know how that ends. 

Anyway…  After eight Valentine’s Days together, we’re not the mushy mushy kind.  We still spend the night together, we still say I love you but in all honestly we do that every night.  

It wasn’t a lavish night, it was a night we enjoyed, cover in coffee, with some giggles and holding hands as we walked to the car, while I sang and James said “Oh LORD, here we go.”  

We went home and the boys 

Brody and Arrow.  The Boys.  One of my personal pics.

Brody and Arrow. The Boys. One of my personal pics.

were waiting for us…  We took them out and then came in, got in our pjs and cuddled on the couch while we watched Wahlburgers. 

Then it was off to bed so we could start our Saturday of fixing the stove, cleaning and other things that you have to do in life. 

I hope you all had a great V-Day…  I know I did!  

 

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Why you Should not get a French Manicure Before Going to the Cottage!

On Friday June 24th, I sat in a massage chair and had my finger and toe nails painted all lovely and new.  Then on June 24th I left for the cottage…  Hmm!

After a New York Dolls, POISON and Motley Crue show at the Molson Amphitheatre in Toronto, James and I packed Brody into the car and up to the cottage we rode!  Making it there by 4AM on June 29th.  Spent the entire first day dozing in and out of sleep and reading.  Second day, finished my book Saving Cinnamon which I mentioned to James as he returned from the outhouse.  To which he exclaimed “THANK GOD!  Now you can stop driving me crazy telling me everything that happens.”  (Oh how I love him!)

So then I started Until Tuesday! A Wounded Warrior and the Golden Retriever who Saved him! 

Then I sadly realized I was still three chapters behind in my school work so I spent sometime watching the 1st season of Supernatural!  I am a very good procrastinator…. 

I watched a few seasons of NCIS.  This is James’ favorite and we have all the seasons on DVD. 

By this time it is Thursday June 30th…  We have walked the dog several times and eaten very sparingly so that the washing of dishes is not happening too often…  After all I still have an intact French Manicure on my fingernails!

At 1235AM on Friday July 1st, Gramps shows up!  Raring and ready to go.  No really I mean it, he was not one bit tired and we young-ins were falling all over ourselves to get to bed.  Then the best happened.  After only four hours of sleep he rose again at 6AM and woke the dog up!  Hmmmm!  Guess that means EVERYONE was awake! 

It was on this morning that James discovered the Chipmunks that eat our of your hand.  We named them “No-tail-dude” and “Long-tail-dude” for what is probably obvious reasons.  NTD was very gentle and had a conniption when James left ten almonds on the rock for him to pick up.  Low and behold all ten went in his pouches and off he went.  LTD not so much….  James exclaimed at one point…  Be careful of LTD he BITES!  LOL!!!!  So there started the feeding ritual…  Each morning James would go outside with his peanuts or almonds and watch the chippies!  This also became the period of “keep the dog away from the chippies!”

Friday night we had some Fireworks.  Was fun and old friend Teresa came over to watch.  We left the scardy dog inside and turned off the lights so that he would hopefully calm but noooooo…..  Apparently the fear of fireworks was greater than the fear of Gramps and his walking stick (this is no connotation that my Grandfather does anything untoward with the walking stick, just that Brody is terrified of sticks in particular) because we came back inside to find Gramps and the dog, tucked in bed together!

James decided to make a trip to Bancroft and while there spend $500 on new tires for my car and an alignment…  This was after he put $200 worth of breaks on my car on the Tuesday night while my sister and I were at Motley Crue! 

It was lovely weather wise hot but not humid.  Oh ya!  BRODY WENT IN THE LAKE ON HIS OWN!  WE DIDN’T HAVE TO COAX HIM! 

Gramps fished for a while off the shoreline.  I taught them how to do Zumba to Gramps’ “Gypsy Music” and James fished.  The only fish that was caught in the five days we were there was one sunfish, which ’caused James to yell “Babe!  Can you come out here please?”  And when I got there, he held the fish dangling from his rod in front of me, so that I could take it off and throw it back in the lake!  LOL!!!!!

Brody got away twice and I did tell him that if he did it one more time I was not coming to look for him.  To which both James and Gramps exclaimed….  “THAT’LL BE THE DAY!  Don’t listen to her Brody!”

I have also developed a nice liking to cooking and did most of it while we were there….  except the BBQing.  We discussed that it was funny to me that in Canada we eat stuff that comes off a BBQ and in the USA they eat BBQ that comes off a grill….  Hee hee!

So hence the title of this blog.  Between cooking, washing dishes, going in the lake, feeding chippies, watching fireworks, chasing a dog on the lose, reading 1.5 books and watching 5 seasons of TV….  a week after I got my French Manicure….  It’s gone!  So…  It’s probably best to never get one before going to the cottage again!

Oh yah and I finally did get down to hitting the books!  I am now ahead one chapter (so I read four!)

All in all it was a GREAT time off.  Nice to be away with my boys and to spend time with Gramps.  In fact I had such a lovely time I cried last night before I went to bed because after only five days away…..  I really missed the cottage.

To me the cottage is a refuge!  A place I have gone almost every summer of my life.  It’s special…  Especially when your Grandfather exclaims that the DVD you bought him specially because it is about the Avro Arrow is “BORING AS HELL!”

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