Simply Wed

I'm looking for a barn to host a wedding in....

I may have to opt for Tim's Garage.....

I saw this picture in a magazine long ago and kept it forever telling myself someday I would marry in the country.

The barn was strewn with tables draped in chocolate, gold organza dressed each chair. each centrepiece was a candle wrapped in wheat sheaves.....it was beautiful.

A setting for 30 guests and a head table for two in the middle.

This is what I had wanted......for so many years...

A wedding reception that would put all others to shame.....

Setting up bar in a horses stall and billowing muslin curtains that welcomed you into the simple beauty of country life.

Twinkle lights to line the trees in the yard........ and a cake with antique photos floating above hung on ribbon.

Someday it will all come to pass and people will leave with the memory of our day.

I can't wait to invite you all there!

Watch the mail for our announcement!

Past in the Present

My supplies for scrapbooking arrived in the mail yesterday.

An array of books meant for mothers.

And sisters.

Well...I only have one sister.

But I will send one to my Mother and my Mother-in-law, my British mother, and my sister, Leslie.

I am hoping to antique them...to make them like a love story.

Turn emails into hand written letters that have faded over time tucked into their torn envelopes and tied with ribbon.

I cannot wait for the pictures to be taken and then to arrive.

To be pasted and then wrapped...

and then to see the looks upon their faces when they're opened...

a gift of the present made to look like the past.

I cannot wait for them to look and remember and wish they had been there so long ago...yet so soon.

Am I Forgetting Something?

Today I am surrounded by wedding stuff....flowers and hair combs, craft wire...attempting to make something pretty for my hair.

And I think of my friend who is no longer with me.

She would've stood beside me wide eyed and so excited.....

but instead she will not even hear of the day....

My dad is gone too...

He won't walk me down the aisle...

Instead Tim and I will walk together...having done this before..yet knowing this time..it is for the right reasons...

The people who matter will be present....the ones, too distant, cannot....

the people who have overlooked us will not.

I can smell the antique Roses, the Verbilium, the Astroemeria....I look forward to putting them in my hair.

My dress needs to be taken in about an inch or so...

I'll need to buy an umbrella.....for good luck.

Don't forget the rings...

and the vows....and Tim's Cowboy Hat.

I wish you could be there......but you've made other arrangements that cannot be turned around.

Soon I will become Mrs. Newsome.....and you will have missed it.

But I will remember...

remember back to when you would have been there...and what a great time it would have been.

I wish I could bring it all back....

but instead I will settle for just missing something......forgetting something.....and moving on...

Happily Ever After.

The BIg Day!

"When's the big day?"

Thay all ask, either in passing or on facebook.

Not once have they called to see how I am or just do coffee.

People today are so retarded...either engrossed by their TV, their Blackberry, or some catalogue that they will never buy from, they forget the people that may mean the most to them....

They won't notice them in the walmart checkout.

They'll send them a link to a website with never a message attatched, but never chat over tea face to face.

Husbands will force their girls to get together just so they can have some guy time...that's sad....

I'd let mine hang out with the boys anytime...He doesn't need my permission.

I'm not his nag...I'm his partner.

which poses another question..."why do you always bitch at your husband while everyone else is around? " God it makes you ugly.

Who cares when "the big day" is.

Don't you know that every day is a big day when you're part of it? every single day??

Why do you take so much of your life for granted?

Just once in a while I wish people would lose all they hold dear to them so they could realize the value of a good old chat on the phone or a hot cup of coffee with company.

Like Stampede Princesses on parade with your manes flowing and your hooves all groomed.

thinking your perfect life is all that and a big bag of hay.

Get off your high horses ladies......cuz it really hurts when you fall off.

Today's the big day...if you think about it...because you woke up alive, your husband still there beside you and your children hungry for breakfast.

Today is a very big day!

Smells Like Snow

Often I have stared in wonder,

at the beauty of a blanket of snow over the distant farmland.

Hoar frost on the trees bring new life to the dead, brown colored season

...like dressing for a wedding...

where everyone wears white in celebration.

Today is April 30th,

A day where we would celebrate the birthdays of Uncle Bobby and Grandma Allison.

Most of my world has been anticipating Spring...

but the weather peeks in with a warm day once in a while tempting us with the warm desires of summer,

and wearing almost less than a layer of clothing..

but alas...

We suffer the pain of more snow,

of grueling winds of the Alberta Foothills.

And another blanket to be worn upon the earth for just a bit longer.

I think that is what I will do this weekend...

Cover up and stay warm with my new Hudson's Bay Blanket.

I will watch the snow fall and dream of a wedding...

My wedding.

Office Day

After efficiently cleaning my house today I have decided to sit in office. My desk is laden with my laptop, and scribbler, drawing pencils and sketchpad. Today I am giving myself an office day and after that...the office day will turn into a regualr scheduled Office Hour. (Maybe two.) I need to finish the Red Door Diaries. A book I have been longing to publish for years. I have left my audience that currently awaits it's reveal. I need to finish it...I need to finish it for Jim and for Karen...I dedicated the book to them in memory of their time served with us at the Rock. I also need it for my family; Sherbo and Gerry, Ed and a few others significant to the part.

My other office hour will be dedicated to Plain Jane Beautiful...I am stocked with books in order to assist me in bringing her to life in pictures through a graphic novel. I have encouraging mentors like Graham and Mike. I can't wait o meet her once she's found her way into picture format. President Obama and his wife made 2.8 million dollars last year alone just by publishing two books.....I have 2 books sitting here in front of me and they need time, and dedication.....daily.

My favorite Author, Julia Cameron, says to do morning pages every day......3 pages of full scap's worth. She says it will amaze you on how much work actually gets done within a week. I guess that's how authors like Nora Roberts puts out novels like pushing a bowel movement. Poor choice of comparison...but man, she's fast....and it flows out of her fingers like she the computer's massage therapist.

I know that my typing skills could use some work. I can't do it as good as some because I stare at the key board half-heartedly while the words salivate in my mouth as I think them.

I will shut the world off and write and get my work done so that everyone who anxiously awaits it can get their hands on a book.

And Jane will someday sit on Graham's coffee table and will inspire girls everywhere to be more than what lies on the surface of their skin.

Today I will work hard....I have been given the rare opportunity to fulfill all that I have wanted to do. stay home and write, create, be inspired and produce great things. To inspire others and bring hope to those who open my writings and embrace them....

preparations

Preparations are a big thing sometimes. I am in the midst of planning a wedding, planning the landscaping of my yard. and planning our financial future....

I'm also planning how to best effectively lose weight before the wedding, how to even out the farmer's tan on my arms and what to do with my hair come wedding day....

Planning my next trip to England has been especially hard for me....especially after losing my dad.... I wish he were still here, but he had to go...had stuff to do....he always hated waiting for the rest of us...no matter what.

But I need to go to England...to see King George......My long distance dad. I never knew how much he meant to me until 5 years ago when Mum Rowe told me how much I meant to Him..and then revealing a cupboard filled with treasures he stockpiled for me consisting of lemon squash, chocolate penguins and a tiny jar of peanut butter, andtelling me "Peter absolutely adores you Cheryle".

I miss them both like crazy. I feel so fortunate to have been able to visit them as many times as I have.

Right now flights return are only $972 with everything included.

I hope to Bring my Timmy and Bree.....so everyone can finally meet. I miss being there so much, in ST. Ives....My home away from home.

I was sifting through my many years worth of photos thinking I need to scrapbook it all soon. I have saved, ticket stubs and pamphlets, rail passes and other tokens of my memories there....

How fun would it be to compile it all in a book for years down the road when both King George and Mum Rowe have passed on.

I will visit them within the next year....I will promise myself that much!!! Hopefully in the spring or early summer .....when the weather is still very beautiful along the coast.

King George will pick me up at the train and I will most likely, get into the car on the wrong side again.

...and yet again, once more, I will sit on the shore cliffs of Porthminster Beach and look for Canada's Eastern Shore.

"I'm almost there, King George! Watch for me!! I'm just across the water!!!"