Renovation and Resolution

Today I got to spend part of the holiday with my dad working away on the kitchen. I have to say things have slowed down considerably what with some of the hot weather we've had and probably partly due to renovation burnout but I'm happy to report that we're back at it and ready to finish things up. Today we cut the butcher block countertops, sanded the edges and put them into place and dry-fitted the farmhouse sink. We did a few other things but those were the noteworthy. Can't wait to post a completely finished picture. Come to think of it, I've posted a few "before" photos of different projects and I think it's about time to get to some "after"s. 

Dad has been taking pictures throughout their renovations to email to my sister and a few of their best friends who are out-of-province. He usually emails them to me as well and that's how they find their way onto my blog. One of my favourite things about the pictures he takes (aside from kitchen progress!) is the camera he takes them with; one of the first point and shoot digital cameras to enter the market. Way back when, my mom decided she wanted a digital camera and my dad bought her one. It was 1.3 megapixels with 8 megabytes of memory. And it's still kicking. And they still use it. And I have to say, it still takes a pretty okay picture. My how technology changes rapidly.

The Little One

Today I happened upon Cain's medical record from his first shots before he was part of our family. Finding this gave me two very interesting pieces of information: a) his exact birthdate, May 24, 1996 (I knew it was sometime in May 1996) and b) the name given to him by the breeder, Three Patch. Three Patch? Good lord, they must have named a lot of dogs before they got to him. And yes, he does have three patches. I wonder what the other dogs in his litter were named; Two Patch and White and Brown? I tried to get him to come to Three Patch and he wouldn't. Which is very telling considering he would probably come to any name you call him. He's not dumb, he just LOVES attention. He's pretty cute, isn't he?:

So he just turned 14 a couple of months ago and I turn 28 this year. That means that he is now the age I was when we got him, older actually. And he's been in my life for over half of my life. He's the most loyal, funny, amazing little dog and one of my oldest friends. He's my best friend. And don't feel bad for me, I wouldn't have it any other way.

And here's one more picture of him (with some more kitchen progress in the background):

Cooking a Kitchen

Mom and Dad's kitchen is starting to come together... Dad's 60th Birthday is in two weeks and the goal is to have it finished by then. Tick tock...

Life is Good

This is a pretty silly graphic but it is so so true. Life is good. Even when it sometimes feels like it's not, it is. Always is. Yesterday and today it is easy to see that. Last night I went to my parent's place for a couple hours to help them on the kitchen renovation. We got a little bit done and I zipped out of there because they had company coming and so did I. Ladies night. We stuffed ourselves until our pants didn't fit and we were all uncomfortable. We do this every week and somehow we never learn our lesson and it never gets old. Leftover ice-cream and rootbeer meant that I got to sit out on the deck at lunchtime today reading and sipping a rootbeer float in the sun. It's the Friday before a long weekend and we might just be getting the keys to the house tomorrow. Montreal for a week in a week. Let's hope I have had a VERY eventful and productive week by then!