first day of preschool

Mont has been excited to start preschool since the beginning of summer. So the morning of, he was so compliant with all of my requests/orders. haha Getting an okay picture of him was a different matter entirely. 

He doesn't wear a uniform, but I dressed him up anyway. I read somewhere a mom dresses her kids up nice every first day of school, and when her son asked "Why?" She replied, "So that your teacher will love you." I thought that was so funny I decided to do the same, so that one day when Mont asks why, I can reply with something just as fun. Even though his teacher would love him (or any student!) in mud and leaves too. She is wonderful. 

 There we go! 

Emmy was a mess all morning long without her best friend at her side. She cried the entire time, and no distraction was worthy of stopping her tears. She worried and fretted for the entire two and a half hours of preschool. She did much better the next time, when my neighbor came along as a distraction. 

Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada

When we first drove through Winnipeg, we checked into our haunted hotel and then kept driving on up to Winnipeg Lake... where I did not get in. ha! But Mont has no fear yet, so he changed happily into his suit and waded around like a natural water lover.  

Mark took all these pictures of us and the only one of myself I approve of, 

I'm not even looking at the camera! ha Maybe one of these days. :) 

Assiniboine Park (pronounced: a-cinna-boyne) 

Went to the Winnie the Pooh museum at Assiniboine Park, then also the Winnipeg History Museum (VERY cool, and very huge! and yet no pictures!)

the little silver notebook

I have been afraid to click over to this little sad and forgotten blog the last couple months.. I'm not even sure who even checks in on it any more. Google Reader has gone off the radar, and things for blog-hood just don't look that bright anymore. It's a sad realization. Though, I'm still a frequenter of my favorite blogs, but even my friends' blogs have been harder to check in on for me. Time seems to swiftly go by these days in these warm summer months, where enough time cannot be spend out doors, listening to the cicadas and bumble bees collecting nectar near our backdoor. My computer and phone are mostly put to use with instagram and pinterest, where projects, thoughts and works are being projected into the world of cyber-space at an alarming rate.

Veering down the other prong in the cyberspace-fork-in-the-road, where things don't move quite so quickly, my laptop of 7 years has gone to sleep and won't even think about waking up (going on two months now). When I walk into the Apple Store with my eyes narrowed and a determined smile on my face to talk it through, they actually have the gall to call my still-used-in-movies-[probably as a prop]-computer, "vintage." It has outlasted all of my desires for a new computer, and has worked ever so valiantly to produce all sorts of electronic goods, be it newsletters, blog posts, letters, journal entries, photo-books, or other fun and imaginable things.

I was at the point of photo-collection where my next photo-book project was in the works, (of course) and now I have to think of a way to get them all off the hard drive. Plan A is to get a new laptop in a couple months, and have someone with very thick glasses remove the data from storage and put it on the fully-memory-loaded computer. It wasn't even a virus that took my sweet little silver baby. It was just too much pressure on the Starting Disk (whatever that means... it even was sweet enough to warn me for, like, 3 months while I clicked and re-clicked the "ignore" button. oh dear..) It will probably work just fine once I get all the photos and music off of it. Mom, I think it will finally be time that you have a 'new' vintage computer all of your very own. ; ) You'll love it like your own, I'm sure.

Signing off until the next update,
Jayci R.