All I want for Christams...

is a toilet on the main floor. Is that so much to ask for? I'm really getting annoyed with having to go to the basement to pee in the middle of the night. It sucks. Please Santa, I've been really good this year!

We had a busy weekend. Jim, Margaret, Baba, Donna and Ian came over for dinner on Sat. It was our first official dinner party in the new and improved house. Brent made is best ribs ever, and they were extra tasty. Baba's dog Cece got a little crazy in our back yard and came in looking like this (he's usually white):



Kristina and I made some Cranberry Orange relish on Sunday to give out as Christmas gifts. Then Brent and I headed out to Dolly and Marvin's farm for supper. It was so fun! I'm mad at myself for not bringing my camera. They have so many neat things out there. We took a ride on the dune buggy which was hilarous!

The bathrooms are well underway. We are having issues with the jet tub. It leaks and the repair man managed to make it worse instead of better. Hopefully that gets resolved this week. The vanities should go in this week too! Here are the latest main bath pictures:

The tiler did this in one day! The ceiling will be tiled as well:



Close up detail of the mosaic on the side:



Floor:

A week on my own

I LOVE the one weekend of the year when clocks get set back an hour, and this was it! Every minute of extra sleep counts. I fully make the most of it.

Brent left for Edmonton this evening, he is gone until Friday night. He's doing some training for work so I'm on my own. The house is eerily quiet when he's gone. I'm very thankful for the dogs (especially Winston) since he alerts me of any strange noises at night, and sounds a lot bigger than he really is when he's barking at the door. I triple check the doors, and scary movies are a definite no for the next few nights.

I don't know when I became such a scardey cat. I lived on my own for long enough and was never like this.

He also just happened to leave right when snow shovelling is necessary. Hmmmmmmm.