And love’s just a bubble if you don’t take the trouble to make it...

*Warning this blog entry is full of mushiness*

Tomorrow is our sixth month! It has been hands down the best six months of my life. Of course we had to deal with some outside drama, but all of that drama made us so much closer and so much stronger; I wouldn't take a way a moment of the things we have gone through, I would do it all again, because it made us who we are now. It has been the most incredible six months I have ever experienced. I thought that I knew what a good relationship was, I have learned in the last 6 months that what I thought I knew was totally and completely wrong and I am now the luckiest girl EVER! I have the sweetest most caring boyfriend and I fall in love with him a little more everyday.

To celebrate we are going to hit up the McDonalds on Dundas and Richmond...JUST kidding - we are going to my favorite resturant "Mint" for a nice fancy meal - I am going to wear a dress (like I need an excuse).

I gotta feeling that tonight’s gonna be a good night

Derek Takes a shot

Aaron takes a shot

love

This only took about 6 tries

Christine!

This is evidence of a lot to drink here

Yep that happend


This picture says one thing - Closing time ha ha

This weekend was the trip to Hamilton to party it up like it was three years ago. Aaron bought a house in Hamilton, which happens to be a pretty central meeting spot for all of us. I would also like to note that he has been tearing it apart and redoing the whole house, and so far it looks awesome!
Derek came down from Ottawa, which was amazing, since I haven't seen him since the day I moved out.
I was anixious to see how everything would go, since we all haven't partied in so long, and the boys were meeting Colin for the first time, however the night was amazing, it was like no time had passed at all, and Colin fit in perfectly.
I miss these guys so much, but it was great that we could just hang out like old times and that although we are older, and have adult lives (derek is married now) we can still be the same as we were back in school.

"Nothing seems as strange as when the leaves begin to change"

COTTAGE WEEKEND!

Friday night we hoped on the road with Tina for a 4 hour car ride up to her cottage. There was little traffic which was amazing, we got in and cracked open a very large bottle of wine, which Colin and I polished off nicely within about 2 hours, needless to say, we were drunk and giggly before we passed out in the garage like accomedations.



Saturday had an amazing breakfast waiting for us when we woke up, which Tina was amazing for all weekend. Hung around on the dock, went tubing and paddleboating, before hitting up Tina's dad's legion for a night of Kareoke. Tina was nearly picked up by "green shirt" and Colin met his "could have been" self. All in all a great night was had.

Sunday we spent most of the day at the Kinmount fair. Tina and her dad were pretty excited about the demoltion derby that was taking place, but our attention span wasn't nearly long enough to watch more than the first round. Instead we hit up the Ferris Wheel...oh apparently I am deathly afraid of heights and had a mini panic attack at the top - ha, yes the Ferris Wheel, who knew. Anyway, in the end it was fine. We also played a game and won a stuffed pug, ate our weight in cotton candy and tried a deep fried mars bar for the first time ever! It was heaven! Sunday night we hit up a serious campfire and I had my very first s'more!

There are a million more pictures, but I am getting really bored/annoyed with the uploading on this, so this is all you get.

But the weekend was amazing, and wonderful and much needed, I have been missing my cottage for a long time, even though my parents house is in Muskoka and on the water. Today, they gave me exciting news that they bought property on Bass Lake, and are going to rebuild the property there! For awhile they will keep our Bracebridge home, and then Bass Lake will become their home, I am excited to have access to a lake again!

WARM HANDS

At Christmas, Angie Sung us one of her newest songs, I mentioned it before when I was talking about "the man on the boat". This song, makes me cry everytime I hear it. It is beautiful, and strikes a cord with a lot of people...The Song is called "Warm Hands" listen, love it...

http://www.angienussey.com/Warm_Hands.html

WARM HANDS

My Daddy had warm hands….rough and dirty like a workin' man.Changing tires in a blistering storm, his hands would still be warm.

I remember his leather mits…he'd leave them on the living room chair.I'd stick my hands inside just to see if it was warm in there

My Daddy had warm hands.

And those hands fixed everything…everything but a broken heart.When the family was torn apart, they were outside fixing cars.

When we left him his face went dull. We knew he loved us despite it all.Watched his kingdom begin to fall. While his hands tried to hold up those walls.

My Daddy had warm hands….rough and dirty like a workin' man.Changing tires in a blistering storm, his hands would still be warm.

They would steam in the cold air. I can still see him standing there.Thick hat and a winter coat. Wool scarf wrapped around his throat.

My Daddy had warm hands.

As I begin to age, I understand how things go their ways.Sometimes this world demands a little more than warm hands.

My Daddy had warm hands… strong and steady like a working man.Though they've grown much softer now. I guess time broke them down somehow. They can still fix everything… right down to my broken heart. Even when they're out fixing cars, I know they won't let me fall apart.

My Daddy had warm hands….rough and dirty like a workin' man.Changing tires in a blistering storm, his hands would still be warm.

They would steam in the cold air. I can still see him standing there.Thick hat and a winter coat. Wool scharf wrapped around his throat.

Sense of Urgency

Whenever I read something by this particular author I feel like some how our subconcious is connected. I swear the words that are written are ones that I myself feel and have thought, just days or moments before reading them. So, when I came across this set of sentances today, I decided to make it blog worthy.

"a sense of urgency overtakes me. my body fades and my skin becomes ruddy. how long does the breath of romance linger on anyone's existential sweater? What is this that is passing me by? Is it wrong to want every moment to be infused with romance and emotion while I am young and still have a backbone strong enough to handle mistakes? What are we doing here? It is only a matter of time! My lungs shout to me, my slender thighs. There are mountains I will be too tired to climb later. Yet I still only look at them now. I sleep. I keep indoors when I ought not. The world of youth and beauty is as short a life as a plucked flower. I am plucked. You are plucked. The only possible space to do nothing was the womb."

Lately, I have felt guilty for not doing more, not being more, not living more, because sometimes the greatest feeling is doing nothing at all, which I suppose has something to do with the original comfort of being in the womb and the fear of breaking out of that comfort zone. getting a little to All of this being said, tonight I will indulge in the blanket of love that is my life and I wont feel guilty for it...not tonight anyway. Alright this is getting a little to heavy for a blog post...

Hump De Bump...it's Wednesday, hump day!

These made me happy today.

"It's a smile, it's a kiss, It's a sip of wine, it's summertime!"

Ok, so this summer may have been lacking in a few things like warm weather, but I refuse to just let it die. This long weekend is my goodbye to this summer. We will be heading up north to Wolf Lake to Tina's cottage for a proper farewell to summer, complete with lots of drinks and laying on the dock even if we have to wear sweaters! I am praying for at least one day of warm weather, I haven't been on a wakeboard in a few years and I have been craving it! At the very least there will be boating!