Brandon Winter Fair

L’s spring break has been a busy one so far. Monday we were in Pansy playing with cousins and Tuesday we headed off to the Royal Winter Fair. We met up with some people that we had met before….

We had lots of fun collecting freebies from the vendors, petting baby animals in the petting zoo and watching the animals show off what training can do.


K did really well with the animals too, even getting brave enough to pet them. She kept wanting to go look at the big horses, but only if the big horses didn’t look at her.

I think it might have helped that every other child their couldn’t wait for their turn, K didn’t want to miss anything. She even pet the goats although she did have to get over the fact that “I don’t like goats”.

We watched the barrel racing, horse jumping and 4 hitch heavy horse competitions. It was fun watching L watch the competitions his heart was in his throat for the athletes every time they rubbed the barrel or bar.

The Fair hasn’t changed much since I was a girl, but I did notice one thing. There is no longer bull and bronco riding or calf roping, instead we were entertained by the Superdogs and Acrobazia, which were very good too.

A bit of the week.

I hate it when things on my computer change. It always seems that my time on the computer is short and interrupted every 30 seconds. If I can’t do what I want to do the same way I have done it before then I don’t have time to learn a new way right now and therefore I can’t do what I want! All that to say that I no longer know how to edit my photos to a more reasonable download size. I have tried something new today so we will see how big the photos are.

Okay it is taking blogger forever just to upload my photos to this site, so I guess I didn’t win….have to try something else.

I just wanted to blog a general email about what we have been up to. K was sporting black eyes last week; apparently it is risky business to hunt for fairies with binoculars, you just can’t see them when they come charging into you. Although all the research leads us to believe that fairies should be the size of your thumb not the size of your big brother.

I have been sewing a bridesmaid dress for my dear sister in law. Hopefully someday there will be photos of a finished dress to show you. It has definitely been a learning experience in pattern altering, the dress that we are working on now is nothing like the original pattern so I think that we can say it is our own design. In the meantime I was needing a project that I could sit down in front of the sewing machine and finish just like I envisioned it to be without the use of the stitch ripper. We have a friend who loves all things star wars with a birthday this week and so between L and I we made a Jedi Knight cape. The recipient seemed to like it and it scratched my itch.


Lowell is trying to get work done on some papers for publishing that don’t seem to want to reach a satisfactory ending and L is very excited about his spring break, more on that another post.

First Time for Everything

It’s Monday evening, March 19th. I’m sitting at my desk working and listening to the thunderstorm outside. Now, having lived in Massachusetts for several years, the experience of a rain shower, even one with a bit of thunder, in (what are traditionally thought of as) winter months isn’t an entirely novel one. I remember watching rain water run down the street in the middle of December and having rain very early in the year. However, in all the years I’ve lived in Manitoba, I don’t think I’ve ever experienced a thunderstorm in March! I walked to work today with my jacket hanging over my shoulder. In spite of this, I still worked up a sweat from the walk because it was so warm. I said to my class, “I don’t think you’re supposed to work up a sweat walking outdoors in Manitoba in March. It’s good for us, not so good for glaciers and ice caps.” Craziness!

Big-Budget Commercial

Pam and I were winding down in front of the TV the other day when we saw something that made both of us exclaim. I had just hit the fast-forward to get through the commercials–gotta love PVRs–when we noticed that something was very different. We stopped, rewound to the beginning of the commercial break and then were shown this 3-minute commercial. Wow! I wonder what its budget was. Apparently the target audience for our show is rich suburban females.