Two sisters :)












Lunch on the beach. The most beautiful place. My new happy place.


The lovely waterfalls in the North of Spain. Breathtaking
The posh hotel that we stayed in. I believe it was Sort. Fantastic place. 

Alfredo and Sarah on the night of our arrival.



Cocktails on the beach after a long day of travel


Outside of the Barcelona football stadium


A case of cava for 30 euros... who could ask for anything more. 

So hear I sit. Waiting patiently for my schedule to be released from the airline.
And I find myself in a place that I did not think I would be.
You see, I think that this might be the end of my flight attendant days.
I have my heart set on travelling in Spain next month, and am convinced that my schedule will not permit it.
And with all things that you are eager to see, they take so freakin long to be realized.

3:30pm and they arent out yet.
They are 30 minutes late.

Its like they know I am waiting impatiently, and are laughing at me.

Hurry Up all ready.

Another picture of the baby!!
Just too cute!! 

The newest member of my family.
Simon and Chrsitine have welcomed Owen Reginald Good.
Well done!!!

PS Nice T-shirt!!! Wonder who bought that for you :)
 

This is my favorite pic of evy and myself.
It doesnt even look like us!! 

out of order... but the boy on the atv and the alloway cottage
you would not believe how far you have to go into the bush.
at least 30 mins on dirt roads and then 30 mins in on the atv.
boys and their toys. 

who is that blond 

last but not least, as i prepare for my next trip to barcelona....
a fabby shot of me and my baby seestor.
 

the groom got his brides name in henna on his hand. 

the medhi that we had done prior to the wedding.
i did my foot. 

the groom arriving by horse.
his family danced down the path to give him away.
the were amazing 

the bride and her family
 

while i am at it...
evy and i at sues wedding.
not the best shot... more to come
 

The labour of love!!!
Look at the windows!!!
It will take some time, but all I want is a toilet or an outhouse.
Imagine having to bring all this stuff in.
Truly remarkable. 

Oulah, the most beautiful french terrier.
So good with the kids. Was a better lifeguard than I ever was, but she just cant swim :)
 

the boys enjoying some bevies after working on the house. 

this weekend marks my return to the airline.
kind of a strange weekend for me.
so used to packing to go to london.
stocking my suitcase with microwave popcorn for my sister.

but this year she is off in barcelona, and i am headed to glasgow.
one of my most favorite cities!!!

but strange of strange... i recieved a package from barcelona!!!
full of fabulous treats.
cant wait to visit barcelona!!!!

things have been a bit odd for me as of late.
not so interested in shopping!!!
shocking i know.

but i guess that i just really have everything that i think that i need.

i only bought myself one present.
a fab pair of bronze metallic slouch boots with a round toe and a thick heel.
they are quite neat.
and the most important thing is that they were on serious sale.
not 85pounds, but a fabulous 5 pounds. love the NEXT outlet.

things are well with the boy.
he tried to tell me that i may not see him for the next month as the world cup begins.
he laughed that european ladies complain that they dont see their men for a month because of the games.
i tolf him that was nice, but we do not live in europe.
on that note he has been much more attentive lately.

ahhh dating.
what a challenge.

the elephants are seriously dancing in heaven.
either that or someone is moving and isnt strong enough to lift the furniture.
or their is one bad ass temper tantrum going on.

it has been crazy hot here over the last few days.
to the point that I have turned on the ac.
yes, me and the ac.

my boy stayed over the other night and i could not even sleep as it was so hot.
so cute, he wanted to cuddle, but it was too hot.
so i turned on the ac the next day.

i dont mind heat, but not that kind.

getting ready for my return to the airline.
excited as I get to go to glascow this weekend.
one of my favorite places.

i love to go for tea and watch all the old ladies sipping on tea and munching on their nibblies.

just not looking forward to the lack of sleep.


k

I think that it all started when we had to make anunschedeled stop in Winnipeg.I have been fortunate to have never spent alot of time in hospitals.So I was surprised that they had a table set up at the entrance with thatsanitizing gel to clean your hands.Bless health care in Canada, but we did not want to touch a thing.We (and I say we, as my whole entire family) quickly became obsessive to putting it on when ever we touched anything. I think influenced by the lovelysecurity guard who told us not to sit on certain chairs as they had seen some unpleasant bodily fluids (I dont want to know which ones) Soon after my return, I became very concious of everything that I touched.Thinking that everything was covered with germs.My students now know that the should sneeze into their elbows, not intotheir hands. Germs that they sneeze into their hands then end up on door handles and then the next person who touches the door picks up their germs.Its kind of a joke now that we point out to each other, look i rememberedto sneeze into my elbow.Somehow I have developped a serious dislike to germs and sneeze juice.So one of my lovelies today sneezed into his hands. I was putting thingsinto the cupboard and had my back to him.EWWWWWWWWWWWWW he sais the moment the sneeze escaped him as he looked intohis hands. I, catching only the ewww and him looking into his hands, directedhim to go to the bathroom immediatly and wash his hands. The kids started laughingat me as I was obviously very distressed. He got up and headed to the door, and Itried not to look at him. He tried to wiggle his fingers in my face. Which sent me dancing off to the other side of the classroom.One girl yelled, Miss dont let him touch the handle.So I raced to open it for him and sent another kid with him to open the bathroom door.I swear!!!! I have issues.