Sep 8 2014

oh, deer lake.

We went camping!

Dave and I have always loved camping, and this year was our first chance to bring Lucy with too!  We are so fortunate to live in one of the most beautiful places on earth, and to have our pick of amazing campgrounds right nearby.  I had never been to Deer Lake before, but it was close to Harrison (which was nice incase we needed anything, or wanted to go in to town for ice-cream-which we did!) When I booked it, the reservation map showed that it was almost completely empty and I liked that!  There’s nothing more annoying than being at a busy campground and having babies crying all through the night–something I didn’t really want to inflict on other people.

Originally, Dave and I had budgeted our summer vacation for a trip to go down to Seattle, but the more we thought about it, the more we were nervous about the logistics with a baby (who has too many feeding issues to list) and trying to plan days around that.  Spending time at a quiet campground seemed much more relaxing.  So we used some of the money that we set aside for hotels and food to buy ourselves a nice new tent (after all, our teeny pup-tent probably wouldn’t be too comfortable with a baby and a dog) and a few other camping accoutrements.

Lucy seemed to really enjoy herself, and loved to crawl through the dirt and pick up pinecones and leaves.  We were really relieved at how well she did.

A typical morning at Camp Rodda.

All of a sudden, Lucy decided that not all food was poison and did really well eating.  She at half a piece of bread for breakfast one morning which was pretty crazy!

Typical afternoons.  Note, the look on Minnie’s face.  She hated camping.  This is why she looks terrified in most of the pictures.  To add insult to injury, when we were walking through the campground, some doofus had two unleashed pit-bulls who charged at Minnie (she was leashed).  One had it’s mouth entirely around poor Minnie’s back, and the other was grabbing at her ears.  Dave was trying to get Minnie away, but he also had Lucy in the baby carrier and didn’t want to get too close.  The owner (who ran over almost right away and eventually got them off) said they were not being aggressive–but seriously guys. Seeing your dog in the mouth of a pit-bull is not pleasant.  Poor Minnie.

Case in point.

“Let’s please go home…please?”

We loved our new tent.  It was two rooms, that could be made in to one giant room, which we did.  It fit our play pen perfectly, and in the evenings when Lucy got kind of squirrelly just before bed we had a big quilt on the ground to let her bomb around and get some energy out.

The lake was lovely and quiet.  It looks like it was cold that week, but it was actually very hot and humid!  We just didn’t go in the lake because none of us felt like putting on our bathing suits.  Haha…

Lot’s of games were played.  Dave totally schooled me at risk, but in my defence, I have only ever played it once before this time.  I beat him at Skip-bo though, so it was ok.

And lastly…because Dave said no one would believe us if we didn’t take a picture…I did indeed make eggs Benedict from scratch on a camp stove.  And yes, they turned out lovely, thank-you very much.
I also did a lot of video and if I’m diligent enough, you may see some highlights soon!
 See our pictures from our 2012 camping trip here (we didn’t go last year because I was gigantically pregnant and not in the mood to sleep outside!)


May 14 2012

bits + pieces – weekend edition

It’s been a while since my last post (and for good reason!)  I work part time in the floral industry, and with Mothers Day this past weekend, my work days were long.  And once everything died down…I got strep throat.  So needless to say I’ve been not in a blogging mood lately.

Two weekends ago was the annual Mennonite Brethren BC Pastors and Spouses retreat out at Harrison Hotsprings Resort.  It’s always a really lovely time, and Dave and I really enjoy meeting with all the other pastors and their spouses from all around British Columbia.  Not to mention all that time in the hot pools was glorious.  I brought my camera…but barely captured anything.  (I was too busy relaxing!)

(Ice-cream at the beach in Harrison.  Yes.)

This last weekend Dave and I went up to Rolley Lake to take advantage of the beautiful weather we’ve been having here.  I love how there are so many beautiful places to visit in BC.  Even after travelling all over the world, I’m pretty convinced that this is one of the loveliest corners of the earth.

Dave was being a good sport.  He’s not generally a fan of modelling for pictures. ;)

“Oh, Hi!”

Ack.  Too close.

That’s better.

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Jul 1 2011

happy canada day!

I wore my sweet new red gingham bathing suit from Mod Cloth, (with a skirt overtop, of course) and a prototype Chatty Budgies headband, with red lipstick in honour of my favourite countries birthday.
Happy Canada Day, everyone!
Huzzah for holidays! :)


Jun 16 2011

what happened?

Vancouver (during the Olympics in 2010) in all it's beautiful glory. From Queen Elizabeth Park. Click to view the large image. It's worth it.

A few days ago, I had a completely different plan for what I was going to be posting today.
I believe the words I used for my plans were “I hope to capture some epic scenes of unbridled awesomeness”.
Well, last night there were epic scenes of unbridled something. But it wasn’t awesome.
I had plans for posts whether the Canucks won or lost. I had a nice speech for if they won. It was to include some amazing pictures of our wonderful city celebrating. I also had a nice speech for if they lost. It was one of those “Oh well, better luck next time–you played well and we’re proud of you” sort of speeches.
Just to back up–(incase you’ve been hiding in a hole for the last month, or you live in a place where hockey doesn’t come on the radar)–the Vancouver Canucks were in the finals of the Stanley Cup playoffs. This is a huge deal for a major hockey city like Vancouver. Last night was game 7. The final game. Vancouver & Boston were tied with 3 wins each. Kind of a tense situation. The final game was in home territory for the Canucks. A big deal.
In short–the Canucks lost. I won’t go into details about the game. In truth, my interest in the Stanley Cup playoffs is purely cultural. I love to see scenes of an entire city celebrating together. I know how much hockey means to this city–well, the entire province really. I was, and still am thrilled that our team got as far as they did. It was impossible, even for someone like me (who is normally oblivious to sports) to not get riled up and cheer for the Canucks. To be honest, a big part of me also wanted the Canucks to win because I heard all sorts of things that Boston fans were saying about Vancouver and it made me upset.
I love Vancouver.
And I still do.
But last night after the hockey game…things got a little bit ridiculous.
Dave and I had originally planned to be downtown. Now, like I said–our interest was purely cultural. I wanted to take photographs of it all, and write a little something about how awesome everything was. When we talked to a friend of ours who lived in North Vancouver (who was a MAJOR Canuck fan) he said “No way. Don’t do it. It could get ugly.” So we watched it at his place, with the intent of taking the sea bus to Vancouver if they won.
Well…they lost.
Minutes after the game I googled “Riot, Vancouver” to see what was going on. I saw a few updates about a burning car, and reports saying that they didn’t estimate anything close to the riots in ’94. Just to be safe though, Dave and I left right away. No need to be on the road when there are angry drunk people around. The drive back was clear and easy. But the reports on what was going on downtown were getting worse. Fires, looting, smashed windows, people fighting cops, and beating up Bruin Fans. Insanity.
I’d be lying, however, to say I’m ashamed of Vancouver. I’m not. In reality, I’m fuming that a bunch of empty headed baboons (I’m restraining myself from using stronger language) decided to tarnish our beautiful city. I have friends all over the world who have never been here. I brag about BC all the time. When you guys hear the news about the riots, know this: this is not Vancouver. This is not who we are. The number of idiots that participated in this ludicrous escapade are vastly outnumbered by those who actually care for the city.
Take, for example, the facebook event that emerged this morning: Post-Riot Cleanup-Let’s help Vancouver. Canuck fans (and just Vancouverites who care) who want to fix what the baboons did.  Because they care about their city.  15,000 attending.  Or the tens of thousands of people who are trying to identify the hooligans who rioted (via  But it’s still upsetting to see all the videos of the riots where people are standing around doing nothing. I mean, come one. We are so privileged here. And people had the audacity to riot over a hockey game?!


There is so much more to this city than those terds who wreaked havoc last night.

This is a world class city, with so much to offer.

This is a city that has exciting entrepreneurial opportunities.

This is a city with some of the best freaking restaurants I’ve ever been to. And I’v been to a lot of restaurants around the world.

This is a city that is full of multiculturalism.

This is a city that loves the outdoors (Well, we can’t help it.  We are set in the most beautiful place on earth)

This is a city that loves hockey. (And the real fans of the Canucks last night weren’t burning cars.  They were cheering the Bruins after the win.)

This is Vancouver.

So if you were one of the uncultured dingbats that set fires and beat up Bruins fans last night, then get out of our city**.

That’s not we are about.


**Actually, I hope you go to jail.  And I hope in jail you have to sit and watch reruns of hockey games where the Canucks lose until you are mature enough to deal with your emotions.


Jun 15 2011

bandwagon fan. but who cares at this point.

Todays the day.
I’ll be in Vancouver watching the game at a friends house. If we win, I will be downtown with my camera. I hope to capture some epic scenes of unbridled awesomeness.
PS: Amazed that I own a Canucks hat? I pulled it out of a box of sentimental journey stuff in my closet. Ten years ago I sang the national anthems with MEI at the home opener game. All we got was a hat. (Ok, and the experience of singing the national anthems at a hockey game).