Another Day.

In my heart, there's a fire burning--a passion deep within my soul. Not slowing down, not growing cold. An unquenchable flame that keeps burning brighter. A love that's blazing like the sun, for who You are and what You've done.
~"Filled With Your Glory"--Starfield

Warning: This is a longer blog in length but if you make it to the end, there are pictures! Stay tuned...

Today began far too early for my liking (then again, early lately has been a relative term--I've been staying up late, therefore sleeping in late gives me the same amount of sleep as someone who went to bed at a reasonable hour and woke up reasonably early). As I drug myself out of bed this morning, I found the more I did, the more likely I was to stay awake. As a result of needing to keep my eyes open I have discovered that my most productive time is in the morning.

Note: As of today, I only have one box left to unpack. Just one. That's it. It feels good. (I find short sentences intermingling with normal length ones provides emphasis to my point, would you not agree?)

After keeping busy and waking myself up, Nick arrived with his dad, aunt and cousin (a family reunion!). I've heard so much about his family that it was great to finally meet them. After a quick tour, they then proceeded to unpack as I ran off to Michael's to get four more LP cases for my four new Beatles vinyls. Awesome? I think so.

Note:Again the use of short sentences!

However I was distracted at Michael's and didn't just leave with four LP cases--I found myself tempted by a sale on tiki torches (laterns on wooden poles that you stick in the ground and often fill with citronella fluid to fend off pesty bugs). I mean, they were only two dollars each so logically, I grabbed two of them for the backyard! My inner pyro is currently thinking of all the things I can do with them. Anyways, I left with the cases and the tiki torches and headed to Ikea {insert scary music here}. Yes, the oh so dreaded store has returned in my life...don't get me wrong, I used to love it there, until I furnished my whole house in it. Can't say that I ever want to spend eight solid days again building Ikea furniture while making trips to outside the city to take back the pieces that don't fit or the pieces that weren't even given to us in the first place. Luckily, I have had a much needed break from this wonderous capitalistic, socialist (Swedish!) corporation and was able to return there today to pick up some fabric (Ikea does have everything). What my use for fabric was will be soon revealed--cliff hanger? I thought so haha. After getting home with these few items, I headed downstairs and joined Nick and his dad in painting his room a more appealing color than it previously was. After painting followed chinese food and after that of course came time for the use of the fabric. Here is what happened--we rented out the house to a family with a toddler over the summer and I'm sure to the toddler's amusement, there was food all over the chair cushions at the dining room table. So resourcefully instead of spending a ridiculous amount for drycleaning or replacement, I merely decided to learn how to reupholster a cushion!

This is me--learning the wondrous talent of using a staple gun and my own two hands! Please note the words dripping in sarcasm.


Four meters of brown fabric, eight chairs and two hours later--chairs that were originally white and stained...


Became like new!


Alas, the day of work ended with my dad and I out in the backyard leveling the dirt and laying cement blocks (that way as much as I do) to make a surface to shoot hoops on. So far, we have seven blocks layed and the hoop standing! Tis exciting business, I'll be shooting hoops in no time. The day concluded with a visit to Whyte Ave for dinner and dessert, I really shouldn't eat ice cream...

Note to Self: You're lactose intolerant!!!!!

To conclude...a cute picture of Holly that I took today when I collapsed on the ground after lifting twenty cement blocks that weight as much as me: