Hello again! It has been far too long since I’ve written here. So much life has happened, (including a hacked server, oh joy) it’s hard to know where to start. For now, let me begin with the biggest event; we got married <3
Though stormy weather was forecast, it held off beautifully. We had a great photo session in Sidney, and though the pier was covered in people it felt like we were the only ones there. Patricia had us ladies climbing over rocks in dresses and heels, and I’m proud to say no one fell over or got seaweed on a dress! We felt pretty badass. There is so much that happened on the day, but mostly I keep remembering the moments. I’ll share them slowly over the next few weeks so I can savour them all over again.
We stayed the Thursday night at the Sidney Pier Hotel. I woke up to the hum of float planes taking off and a pleasantly overcast day; nice and bright but not too hot. Eric had to run off to get ready with his family, but I was able to spend most of the morning with myself and a cup of coffee. That quiet personal time really helped me breathe and be present. Soon enough, my mum and bridesmaids arrived and we ordered rooms service for lunch and visited until the photographer arrived. I’m so glad we had time to chat and relax (and that I didn’t over schedule myself!)
Chelsy and Bailey were my wedding-week heroes. They took so much of the last-minute pressure off and made sure I felt human. I don’t know what I would have done without them! (Most likely cried more and slept less). I count myself lucky to have them. (Thank you ladies!)
Image courtesy of Bailey (@piratespacebee on instagram)
With only a few days left until our wedding, Eric and I made ourselves an island of relaxation (and also terror). Saturday found us at Western Speedway out in Langford for Race With Rusty. We had signed Eric up for ten laps of solo race car driving, but once we got there he sensibly added on the four laps of ride along to get used to the car. Those professional drivers certainly know how to go! It looked like tons of fun from up in the stands, though Eric says it was slightly terrifying being a passenger.
The cars reserved for solo drivers are throttled a bit (good thing!), but still have enough power to skid out around a corner. Thankfully I only saw two people do that. The track was marked and taped to guide drivers to the right area for their speed, and they had radios in their ear with spotters yelling at them to let off the gas or speed up. However, Eric said that it was difficult to see much out of the windows since the doors are so high and the cargo net can get in the way.
I managed to get lots of photos and some shaky video. Not the best quality clips, sans tripod, but good enough for the memories! I think I need to try this for myself, maybe next year.
And so the wonderful creative week-long energy fest that is gishwhes is done for another year. Once again, we didn’t complete as many items as we’d hoped, but oh my goodness did we ever jump out of our comfort zones anyway! Our team’s members were from Canada and the U.S. in several different cities. We all had life and vacations and work to deal with amongst the crazyness, but we managed to do some pretty great things!
I never expected that I would set up a tent at a highway rest stop to make it a “restful paradise”. I don’t know how many times I yelled “It’s for a scavenger hunt!” as people pulled in and looked at us confused. At least we left strangers with a smile on their face!
I created a bandolier out of my favourite books for #BooksNotBullets.
I discovered that salt can be an excellent portrait medium.
We learned that while the Tooth Fairy might have been on strike, the Unimpressed Dish Fairy was still at work.
We tweeted unconventional gardening advice at Michelle Obama,
and hosted a party for conspiracy theorists.
Our team of fifteen accomplished so much. This year (my second gishwhes) I enjoyed myself greatly and had so much fun creating the items. There is nothing like budget, time, and energy constraints to push you to be creative!
I’m participating in gishwhes this week, and we’re not allowed to share images until it’s over. So until Saturday night this is all I can share – some of the aftermath of this weekend’s creating. Wish us luck!
Though this is all I can show you of what I filmed today, I can tell you it was a blast. Despite thunderstorms, seagulls, and a mysterious person sweeping the skylights, we filmed most of a video for a local show’s fundraising campaign. It’s great to be able to help out a friend, especially when I get to have fun doing it. Of course, now the sun is out and shining beautifully! Isn’t that just the way it goes?
It’s a drifting part of the summer. I’m furiously doing a lot of work behind the scenes, but don’t have a lot to show for it yet. I’m feeling a bit of everything. Excitement for the wedding. Frustration at my lack of ‘real’ work experience and my nerves at just going out and freelancing already. A little bit of summer sad because I can’t possibly do everything that I’d like to. Sometimes I think it wouldn’t be so bad to have cylon clones, we we could all live a different life and share the conciousness. But then I imagine it would get mighty confusing!
Yesterday was hot. I cloistered myself in the office at home all day, wilting with the heat from the computers, until after dinner I gave in. With the promise of ice cream, I got Eric to go for a drive with me down to Beacon Hill Park. The sun was perfectly low and golden and the temperature was finally perfect. I think a peaceful hour by the ocean is just what we needed. Though I will say I am paying today for running through the tall grass – I can’t seem to stop sneezing. I think it was worth it though.
I made a lazy paella for dinner for the first time. (Lazy mostly because I had most of the ingredients, and read most of the instructions.) I only had prawns, but next time I want to try it with chorizo and maybe mussels. Yummm. I took one blurry photo, but it’s not very nice looking, so have a look at some cell phone photos of my garden instead.
Those gloriously huge leaves belong to a spaghetti squash. I know a container isn’t ideal, but it’s larger than it looks; the leaves are just that big. I’ve never grown squash before, so much like everything I do in the garden it’s an experiment. The campanula below didn’t bloom at all last year. This spring it was looking very green so I put it in it’s own large container and it gave me flowers finally! I love the little bell shapes. I wish I could put everything in a proper bed, but until we own our own place things will have to live in containers. I will take what garden I can get!
I wonder if my brain will ever let me sleep in again. Though if I must wake up early, at least it’s the time of year when the sun is up and making the room glow. So far today I’ve managed a sleepy cup of tea, which is probably for the best; when I went to make a pot of coffee I discovered there is a single sad scoop of beans left in the canister. I think the morning is the worst time to realize you’re out of coffee. I will just have to finish getting dressed and head to the store.
Would you look at this shiny new layout. Isn’t it so much cleaner? Ahh. The only issue is with an old gallery system I was using which no longer displays properly, but that’s alright. This is a fresh start, after all!