The beaver is a proud and noble animal
Notes from a bemused canuck
I've finally taken the time to get pictures and stuff off my camera and have a little fun with them. This is part of what was on my memory card:
Here's another bit:
This is what I have to deal with when I get to bed after being on the laptop for longer than Katy deems suitable.
Been a while since I updated this thingie, but it doesn't mean that we've been idle. The Grogan elders were here over the long Easter weekend. We moved the office into the ex-guest bedroom and repainted the ex-office, which will become a nursery when needed. Katy's dad was a madman with a tin of gloss paint. He did the last of the baseboards and a few window frames here and there. It's amazing what a lick of paint can do to a room. I've given away about half of the books I had piling up in my old bookcase. Most of them I'll get in ebook format anyway. They're going to the British Heart Foundation – it's going to be our good deed for the year :)
I took the time this weekend to give the BBQ a good scrub down and get it ready for the summer. Hopefully, it'll see more action this summer than it did last year. It was weird though, running the BBQ on the only weekend it snowed so far since last year :) A very Canadian moment, hehe.
Monday saw us going to Ikea. We wanted to get two bookcases and another storage chest for the guest bedroom linen. Of course, this being us, nothing went to plan… The chest was out of stock – it was a long weekend after all – and there was no way in well we could get the bookcases into the car. We improvised a solution and got another model of bookcase, which we got setup today.
Katy and I had taken the day off today, mostly because we needed a day to recuperate after the weekend :P We spent part of the morning seting up a bookcase that had, in essence, half an inch of room to spare on either side. Why do we keep buying furniture that we need to dismantle before we move it? The office desk had to be broken down into about a half dozen pieces before it could even get out the door. The bookcase, if it needs to be moved, will require the desk to be moved. This will, of course, need to be broken down… again. Yaaaaaaaaaaaay!
I hate moving stuff – this just confirms it.
In other news, the cats have been in complete attention whore mode for the past two days. Tolstoy has been sleeping – splayed on his back – on the bed, under the bed, next to the bed or generally anywhere where there's a bit of heat while Reenie was been sleeping anywhere there's a willing lap. As I'm writing this, she's snoring on the back of the couch above my head…. A snoring cat. So cuuuuuuuuuuuute :)