It goes without saying

We have a few pictures from the trip and a recent certain someone's birthday. Click em. Enjoy.

What a difference can three weeks make?

Well let me tell you.

We visited NS. We're moving home. Buying and selling homes. Starting a business in a new city. Most importantly, getting closer to home. Well, actually it is home, and getting any closer would mean I would have to start redifing what home is.

Wehave about a month to go before we arrive at our new digs. Some new paint, carpet in the basement and possibly a new kitchen. I'll let you know how the last bit goes.

Holly is great with moves. everything somehow gets packed into two small bags and a palette of colours miraculously appears with directions as to which goes where. Guess who puts the which where! But it is nice to know where things are going before you even get there.

The visit home was fast a stressful. Finding a suitable home in 6 days, sort of, does take a little bit out of you. We're going to be packing and all the other nonsense that goes with the move.

But it will all be worth it.

What a Difference a Day Makes

Well it has been an adventure. The two wee ones traveled well. Their Mom and Dad are weathering well, though a little tired from watching over them like hawks for the whole trip.

The plane was a little daycare. We've never seen so many children and babies on a flight. Neither had most of the people on the plane. And wouldn't you know it, L'il H was the loudest. She only cried for 10 minutes and then she fell asleep for the rest of the flight. Everyone was suitably relieved. So were we.

We crashed at Holly's for the night. The next morning we took our rental and boogied for good ole CB. The trip was nice and the scenery was spectacular. Esoecially when we crested the last bit of mainland NS. The ice in the Straight was windswept with snow. It was one of the most beautiful sights I have ever seen.

Then we got to the causway. Where all that "beautiful snow" was headed. As were we. And when we met there was nothing else to see. At least not past 15 feet in front of you. About half way across the Causway we happened to be slowing as we saw the traffic in front of us had completely stopped. This is not a good thing with snow on the road. However it happened that a clear patch of pavement was under us and we stopped in time. We spent a minute hoping nothing was coming behind us. Three cars were in an accident and the semi that had stopped (in time) behind them had its trailer drift half way across our lane.

This is not good.

Well maybe not, but we were OK, we crawled past the trailer, inches from our mirror as we cozied up along the guard rail. A little nerve wracking considering I had all of three hours experience driving the bohemoth vehicle we had rented.

To make a long story longer, Mom and Dad saw the RCMP and EMTs fly by and didn't know the causway was a mess. Mom was a little perturbed but only moments had to go by before we met them at the restaurant we had planned eat at. We took a few moments to stop vibrating and as the adrenaline faded we began to enjoy our food even more.

What a difference a few minutes can make.

Stepping Out

Hello all,

We're going on vacation. Sort of.

We are headed to the east coast for a family get together. There should be much frolicking and good times to report as the wee'est one meets the grandparents for the first time. It could get ugly with the hugging.

So have a great day and keep in touch. I'll let you know how it all went soon. Maybe sooner if they let me take my computer on the airplane.

HNIC

Hello all. We are all getting back to some form of normal around here these days. People are breathing normally and eyeballs aren't falling out of heads anymore. Terribly messy stuff for a while.

So Reagen and I went on a little trip. We had a blast. Reagen is shown here with the rare "Splay Foot Hunched Wrister" technique. She got a few 2 inches off the floor and snuck one past the goalie who was napping at the time. He never saw it coming. No, really never saw it. I snapped a few myself. I haven't taken a shot since I was 6 so I was thrilled when my shot was clocked going faster than all the other old fogies who went in there. Still not good enough to put it on the internet though. Ask me some time about the fastball I threw at the Ontario Science Museum. That one I'll tell ya. It was from the stretch with no warmup.

So as for layout the Hockey Hall of Fame isn't all that particularly well laid out. They really need some new blood in there. We got lost a couple of time. But we did get in early enough to see this.

Unfortunately you can't see us. Last time I let the locals snap a picture with the camera even if they work there. Nice guy though.

About the first picture. Reagen and I bought our tickets to get in and they gave us a wrist band commemerating the latest ring to be removed from the "Cup" as well as a hockey card with the Art Ross trophy on it. Reagen took her card and held it up to every trophy in the place to see if it matched. (Note: you can touch any trophy you feel like.) None of the trophies matched. So we mucked about for another hour that included the half hour wait to snap a few wristers. On the way out Reagen pointed into a side room that had the Lady Bing and a half dozen other trophies in it and off to the side was the Art Ross.

She had the biggest smile on her face as che jumped up onto the (teeny) stage and leaned against the trophy so I could take her picture with it. I totally underexposed the shot but it is perfect for it. The day was a blur but we made some sharp memories.

Something Wicked

Something wicked this way comes.

I know I have touched on this before. Sickness. Well, let me tell you, I found something deviant these last two weeks. For reasons of this being a family blog I will not get into the particulars of how I have felt the last week. I just got back from the doctor who had a shocked look on her face when she started poking around my (remember, family blog!) eyes, ears, nose and throat.

She apparently gave me a wonder drug. My ears just popped, 4 hours after the first round. Only ten more days.

So, this is going to be old news for some. We've finally, after many years of stalling and deliberation (we like to call research), we are moving back to Nova Scotia. We should be back for the summer. Poor Mom and Dad. They have no idea what's headed their way!!!

Still here

Brrr, it just got a smidge cold out. -18˚C (255 Kelvin for the geeks). Windchill takes it to -28 or so. Nasty.

We've gotten through the worst of it for certain. We enjoyed the whiteness of it all and now we are ready for spring. Speaking of which we are going to be taking a trip to CB in the near future. We'll be making the grand tour I'm sure. See you all around. And if you are not there now you had better be when we get there. No pressure.

Hannah is getting over something nasty and Reagen is a bundle of energy. Should be fun on a plane, non?