Journaling August

I know, I know, it's well past the end of August.  I've been busy but here it is. 

Better late than never.

   I thought I’d better start this journal for August, seeing that it’s raining or rather pouring out this morning and me and Meeka can’t head out for a walk.  Started last night.  We so need the rain but this weekend is our ‘Corn & Apple’ Festival.  It’ll be our last one to enjoy so I was hoping it would be hot and sunny.  Looks like rain throughout the festival.  Too bad, lots of work goes into these events but we’ll still go.  I remember one year sitting at the main concert event and it started to rain.  We braved it but most people had umbrellas.  We watched this elderly couple, so cute, as he opened the umbrella and they sat all huddled together.  Then the rain stopped and he removed the umbrella away and closed it, only to soak his poor wife.  She chuckled though.  Funny how some things you remember.  I don’t remember who was on stage.  THIS year, George Canyon is here.  Small yahoo from me.  It should be ok, just being there is fun in the atmosphere.

 

 

This is the first year we went to the Morden Corn & Apple Festival.

Look how young we were 7 years ago.

This is the main concert area where we heard George Canyon this year.

 

Here we are waiting in the rain for the parade this year.

We look a little older.  Should've got some 'warm-up' juice.

 

Well, to the beginning of this month, the move went really great.  Our movers showed up at 8 a.m.  Only 2 guys and they were done by 1:00.  Boy they sure know how to get it done!  Greg & I helped by bringing the boxes out from bedrooms otherwise we stayed out of the way.  That’s why I’m paying them the big bucks.  We’re 7 years older since we moved into that house and we did it ALL by ourselves.  It was also the same temperature then as it was for these guys so I know how hot they were.  Sweaty hot, not HOT HOT.  The owner himself was doing the move and he was saying how hard it was to get workers.  Most guys try it and then quit because it’s hard work and a lot of weekends.  I guess they just aren’t hungry enough.   

   Saying good-bye was hard.  Yes, there were tears from 4 eyes not just 2!

But we also cried leaving Calgary.  It’s our homes.  Where memories were created, happy or sad.  We remember where we were sitting, what we were doing, what the weather was like, when any news or event happened to our loved ones.  We all remember it a little different because we are different and things effect us different.  But now when we actually drive West from Morden, I’ll still be sad, not to leave this little house, although we’re still creating memories here that we’ll take with us, because this big little town has been great.  If you want a small town, I recommend Morden! 

Here are some photos of our little house we’re renting till October.

Since we had to downsize A LOT because we wanted the movers to take as much as possible, we became very creative in this situation.

 

   In the kitchen, I took 6 plates, 6 cups, 6 cereal bowls, 2 salad bowls, some Tupperware (not really Tupperware but the cheaper stuff) one set of cutlery, 2 pans, 1 pot, grill, and of course some baking and other essentials.  I find it quite like camping.  But want to know something?  I LOVE this little kitchen.  It really is very nice to work in a kitchen where I’m not putting on the miles to get from the fridge to the pantry to the stove.  Gosh sakes, I would be happy with a small organized kitchen like this but a BIG island to prep with stools and big bright windows to gaze into the back yard and have coffee Saturday morning while reading the paper (who does that?) or your kobo I guess.  Would love that!!

   This little kitchen table we bought is so adorable!  It goes so great with this old kitchen.  We first intended to use another table that I had finished but after realizing it would get wrecked, we were off to the thrift store.  It was middle of the week so this beauty was waiting for me!  Greg didn’t even roll his eyes as I dashed off to the far side of the store when spotting it.  For $30 it was a steal.  I so love it and some day I MAY touch it up or I might just leave it in its original way. 

Our bedroom is another story.  We picked the larger one but still would never have gotten even 1 dresser in it.  So, we have these 2 cute storage shelves.  They came in handy here for baskets of undies, socks and smelly stuff.  Pretty much all our clothes are here as you see and then in the 4’ closet.  I have a large box of wintery stuff that I hope I don’t need till Calgary.

 

   Here’s my office.  I like that I can open the blinds and window and look outside.  Pretend I’m a real writer.  That reminds me.  On one of our walks we passed this old house that was beautifully restored on the outside and I could only dream that the inside was immaculate too.  I gazed up at the small windows on the second story to see this man sitting sideways, probably at a desk, really close to the window, and he was looking down on the street and us.  It felt like a Stephen King moment.  Maybe he was writing about this small town and all the weird folks that walked by.  And he was chained to his bed.  (I didn’t see that but maybe)

 

August has been really really hot.  We probably notice it more because we don’t have the A/C right now.  I remember when we moved here and were looking at homes when it was blazing hot.  It was the first thing we added to our ‘need’ list in a house.  Now we just spend a lot more time outside going on walks for coffee on patios, ice-cream on the corner, or around the golf course and up to the lake.  The windows are open wide at night and all the fans are blowing.  I know that soon enough I’ll have forgotten what the heat felt light as we debate turning the furnace on. 

 

 

 

Well, back to the Corn & Apple Festival which ends this months’ journal.  I don’t feel too bad leaving with the festival still going as it is raining and we are feeling damp throughout.  I think we are tired of the humidity and need the Alberta dryness for a bit.  Or it could be this old house and the mold I hope is not growing here.  We are leaving for Calgary tomorrow (Sunday) in high hopes of finding a house.  The challenge is on as I hope we find one in Calgary and Greg hopes to find one in Airdrie.  We’ll see who wins. 

 

By the way, George Canyon was an absolutely fantastic entertainer!  I was truly surprised how he involved all ages and was a real easy guy to like.

 

That’s all I got for now.  I know I’m posting this sounding like it’s actually the end of August, but I have to try.

 

Not long before September’s Journal.