Thursday, August 6, 2009
Why Snakes Hiss and Other Things I Learned on Vacation
Being 'bored', on the other hand, is deadly. Lots of trouble when we just hung-out for an entire day. We've traded the need for a strict schedule for the need to have something to do.
On this trip I learned that two years of not seeing people in person doesn’t mean they aren’t special friends anymore. We got to catch up with lots of friends both in Quebec City and Montreal. Those pictures to come in the next post because I'm tired of fighting with the formatting when I add new pictures.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Time Flies When You Don't Sit Down
- hired contractors to finish our back deck. It needed railings and we had them add two sets of stairs.
- stained said additions to deck (mostly DH, but I helped when I was home)
- hired same contractors to mud, sand and prime garage
- painted garage walls - just didn't have time to do the floor, but since most of our stuff is in our neighbour's garage we need to get on that too.
- changed all the furniture around in the house = stuff that didn't fit into any rooms is jammed somewhere where it's not supposed to be - yuck, I'm not good at living in disorganization
- had a garage sale to try and clear out some of above stuff - sold some, but not enough so all got crammed into the basement (can't put it in garage).
- bought shelves and organized basement - much better, but still have a pile of last of 'stuff' to go
- changed the fan in the kitchen (no, not me)
- cleaned out the crawl space (umm, no, not me)
- kids did gymnastics and soccer, so sat in gym or outside on field two nights a week- don't have a single picture of them doing it - what has become of me?
- planned for, tested for and completed report cards - ugggg (that was me)
- started planning for next school year (also me)
So, after two years of living in this house, we feel like we have finally moved in. I still need to reorganize my teaching materials and get the office back into shape, but we have finished most of what we wanted to do and we did it all over the last 5 weeks. I think hubby was thrilled to go back to work and get some rest :-))
Babies are doing well. They are actually little children now and this summer they've started looking like that. E. loved gymnastics and can't wait for it to start again next year. J. hated soccer (he doesn't like getting pushed) and can't wait for gymnastics to start again next year so he can go too. He was allowed to join E.'s last class and he did very well for his first gymnastics class so we promised to sign him up. He doesn't want to wear a bodysuit though.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
He's Home!
Will write more and post pictures at a later date. Right now I'm going to have a bath and then sit beside my honey to watch a little tv.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Last post from Afghanistan.
I can honestly say that I had a really good experience here. Everyone on my Flight worked hard and made this tour a success. The flying was the best flying ever. It is extremely fun and interesting to fly over such different landscape. As a supervisor I was faced with many new challenges and found it very rewarding. So overall, this was a very good tour.
Thank you D.
No, my nose is not brown! I am just trying to thank you for who you are.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
How I Know He Gets It
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
It's Different Being Four
Anyway, here is her Fourth Birthday Interview:
Here are some pictures of her and her brother whooping it up in the play area:
Happy birthday my sweet little missy. We love you and are so excited to see who you are becoming.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Four is Best
We had a family birthday party (with my side of the family) this afternoon after naps. We actually celebrated both kids' birthdays today with the family. We'll have a 'friends birthday bash' once DH gets back from the resort.
I made an absolutely horrid looking birthday cake that the kids decorated with smarties. It was supposed to be Pablo from the Backyardigans. I started with good intentions, but after an hour of just making icing this morning I gave up the ghost and just slapped on what I had made and was done with it. The kids loooooved the cake and called it their Pablo cake. I'm buying their cakes from now on in!Kids look pretty happy about it and they were proud that they put the smarties on themselves.
Happy birthday little man. We sure are proud of our four year old son.
Friday, April 10, 2009
A Day of Doing Nothing
A day of doing nothing:
- Up at 6:30
- Breakfast at the counter - tea & bagels for mom; cereal - one with milk, one without - apple, milk in cups and half of my bagel for kiddies.
- Baths and hair washing for kiddies
- Shower and hair 'styling' (read: shoty blow-dry) for mom
- Throw a load of towels into the washing machine
- Strip beds
- Put new sheets on my bed
- Throw kids sheets downstairs to wash after the towels
- Watch Cinderella - for the 5th time
- Start load of kids sheets
- Watch taped episode of Survivor while listening to whinning about watching Survivor
- Make lunch
- Eat lunch
- Clean-up from lunch
- Dress kiddies into outside-appropriate clothes (No, you can not wear only daddy's T-shirt to play outside)
- Put sunscreen on both faces (god they love that :-( )
- Helmets on, bikes out
- 1 hour bike ride (They ride, I walk - not looking for a repeat of incident with E. careening down a hill into bushes last year).
- 45 minutes at the park
- Come home - the long way
- Take down Christmas lights
- Shovel last of snow off patio
- Convince kiddies to now go inside
- Make supper - a good one this time (pork tenderloin, noodles and veggies) - while trying to keep J. awake since he didn't nap today (He fell asleep while playing the computer as I was upstairs making supper. I hear him cry in frustration and say that he can't hear Reader Rabbit on the computer. I call down supportively, 'You're the one that messed it up son. I'm sorry I don't know how to fix it. You know you have to wait until dad comes home' (the speakers haven't worked for 4 months) Anyway, about 2 minutes later I hear E. call, 'Mom, J. is sleeping.' Yeah right. Whatever. 'He's just pretending,' I call, but go to look anyway. The kid is passed out on the keyboard of his computer......drooling! I am NOT
exaggerating. He is out like a light.)
Anyway, back to the list:
- As supper is cooking, vaccuum the main floor area plus the stairs since going to the park means copious amounts of sand coming in from the front door - oh yeah and I dumped a bunch of grass around the house because I raked the front lawn yesterday wearing jeans with the bottoms rolled up and then wore those same jeans around the house for over an hour before I figured out where all the dried grass was coming from.
- Eat (an event, let me tell you)
- Clean-up from supper - while 'helping' (mostly nagging) kiddies to put on PJ's
- Pull sheets out of the dryer
- Go upstairs and make their beds
- Convince them to stop playing and come upstairs
- Brush two sets of teeth
- Wash one face (E. left and I didn't have the energy to make her come back - do you think her face will fall off during the night? - oh crap, I put sunscreen on her earlier....she needed her face washed - too late)
- Kisses and hugs and to sleep they go
- Oh, wait a minute....E. calls that she needs socks on
- Try to convince her that she doesn't (since she didn't wear any last night)
- She remains completely unconvinced
- Go back upstairs 3 minutes later because E. is having a tantrum about not having socks on
- Put the !#%^& socks on
- All is quiet
- Post on the blog
And that, my friends......was my day of.......doing nothing. What the heck is happening to me?
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
News from Afghanistan

Hello everyone.
I was talking to Dawn a few days ago and she mentioned to me that it would be nice if I wrote a little something on the blog about being here in Afghanistan. She said that many people had been asking about it and may find it interesting to read about it. So where to start?
I arrived here on December 19th, yes, just before Christmas. At work, we had been training for a long time in preparation for this deployment. We didn't really think that we were ever going to come here though. Rumors had been floating around for so many months that no one believed them anymore.
Coming back from my parental leave with J, I said right away that I was interested in coming over and had my name put on the list. You must think that I'm crazy to want to come here don’t you? Well, I've always thought that if you are going to have to go somewhere, it is better if you have the right attitude and go headfirst. Being in my profession, I knew that I could be ordered anyway to come, so why not volunteer? I would probably come sometime soon anyway. Coming on this tour rather than on Edmonton's next rotation also likely means a shorter tour (4 ½ months) versus a nine-month tour next year. So I would say that this was a very good decision, don’t you think?
Before coming here I was nervous about the whole experience. Just like everyone else, I had heard a lot on TV and we all know that this can be deceptive. I did not know what to expect. So when I arrived, I was actually pleasantly surprised at the atmosphere in the camp. It's a huge camp that's about the same area of the city of Spruce Grove. The people in camp are very relaxed and we have many services that help make our life better while here in Kandahar.
Before talking about the good things though, I should talk about what is difficult about being here first. Eh….let me think……ah, I know. Well I work seven days a week, no days off. The guys that work for me do get some time off though. They get one day off for every eight days and they can have a morning or an afternoon sometimes depending on the flying schedule. When flying, my routine is fairly consistent. I go in to work to do the preflight inspection of the aircraft, we then have crew briefs and go do a mission. These can last anywhere from 3 to 8 hours of flying. We come back and do the debriefs, etc. A normal flying day is often twelve hours of work. We do all types of missions, but I can’t really go into them in detail here due to security, but if you have been listening to the news, you likely have a fair idea of what we're doing.
So days are long, we are busy and no time off for me. Hard isn’t it?
If I’m not flying, I go in to the office and do administrative work. That means doing subordinates' evaluations, arranging for the maintenance of our equipment as well as all the other little tasks that are required to make an organization run smoothly in a theater of operation like here.
I sleep in a big type of tent with seven other guys, Our rooms are divided by tarps. Not much privacy and lots of good odors. We also live close to a 'poo pond'. That's where all of the grey and black water goes. Mmmmm smells like…..
We live in a very dusty environment too where grass is absent. When it is windy, we see dust storms. If you can imagine seeing a snowstorm in Edmonton, a dust storm is very similar but the only difference is that instead of snow, it is sand. We get those once in a while.
We live beside the airport, so it's also noisy all the time.
Not much to do other then work, eat and sleep.
Of course I miss my family a lot! Being away from them is very hard and I miss being with them. (Nice, we get one line. )
Now, lets talk about the few good things about being here.
No cooking! No cleaning dishes! No laundry to do! I actually load my dirty laundry into a bag and they give it back to me 24 hours later nicely folded. Not bad! When my day of work is done, I’m done! No appointments, no running around for groceries or Walmart, no baths to give, no nothing. I can sit on my bed and read, go on the net or watch a movie. When I go to bed, I don’t have to get up in the middle of the night for anyone. Of course I do get up sometimes for an early mission but I usually have uninterrupted sleep.
In camp, my living quarters are close to a boardwalk where we have a Burger King, a Pizza Hut, a Tim Hortons and a few local merchants where we can buy local crafts. We have a gym, a video store to borrow DVDs and a TV room where we can watch the news or sports.
So really, it is not that bad here. Of course we do work hard and long hours, but we also have time to relax. All those commodities, do help people to be able to focus and concentrate on what we're here to do. We do need to pay attention while flying and do need to be well rested all the time.
Flying here is very interesting. Looking around shows a very different landscape then what we are used to seeing. There is no modern construction here in Kandahar city. Everything is constructed of mud and basic materials. There is a lot of sand. The first time I saw a desert, I was very impressed. Man, that is a lot of sand. The sand dunes are impressive too. They're just like in the movies. There is some vegetation starting to grow now because summer is arriving. There are a fair number of poppy fields as well, grown mostly for heroine production. There are also lots of mountains in and around Kandahar. The elevation here is 3 300 feet above sea level and temperature can easily reach 50 degrees Celsius during the summer months and about -5 during the winter.
The average life expectancy for a person from here is 44 years old.
Since we're not allowed to leave the camp, every Saturday, local merchants come from the city and set-up kiosks to sell gifts and souvenirs to the military. It's like a flea market. It is expected that we will have to bargain a lot. A merchant will ask about 50 dollars for something and you should be able to leave paying only about 15 to 20 dollars. They sell local handicrafts and DVD's with all kinds of TV series on them.
Anyway, I could probably keep going like that about nothing and everything but it will be enough for today.
Our replacements have started arriving now and we are scheduled to leave soon. I can't wait.
As I said, we do work hard but I have to say that Dawn is working harder then me. She works and when she comes home, she is alone to do all of the other chores that need to be done. (umm, is that brown I see on your nose babe?) I can’t wait to be home to be able to be in my team again and do my share with the people I love and care about, home sweet home.
Talk to you later and see you soon.
J-P from Kandahar, Afghanistan.
