Wilsonworld

A new week, a new beginning.

Traditionally this past week here in Wilsonworld has been one of quiet reflection and honouring the memories of those who went on before us. The weather in the past has mimicked the greyness of our moods and has most often been grey, cold, damp, dismal...you get the idea. This is the week of Remembrance Day, the anniversary of Faith's passing (7 years..it seems like only yesterday), my Grandfather's passing (22 yrs), My Aunt's passing (1 yr). So you understand that moods around here are not all sunshine. We try, but the memories of those lost, in combination with the added pain of Remembrance Day this year often makes it really difficult to see the sun. This has been a horrific year emotionally for me, spending most of my year in what i used to call my February mood. I have done what I could to try and get out of it, but often found myself sinking...heavy losses, combined with being unable to find a job and finding it harder and harder to provide for my children was not helping. So this past week was probably the worst of the November weeks that I have ever had.

But a funny thing happened.

This time around, the weather was sunny and warm. The sun did its best to warm up my heart. The temperatures this past week were similar to a late spring day, approaching summer. Kids were out on their bikes, walking was pleasant and the sun was even shining at the cenotaph. I should have known it was a sign of things to come.

Friday, I was offered employment. I had three interviews with the same company this week, ending with me walking out of the last meeting with a job. A JOB! For the first time in a very long time, there was a spring in my step and the grey cloud that has followed me for the last year disappeared. Starting Monday, I will be back in the work force...and it could not come at a better time.

I like to think that those who weigh heavily on my mind were watching out for me this week. I have learned in the last year that I will take all the help I can get.

I will not be talking about work here, and the company I will be employed with will remain unnamed. But I will be working and I cannot think of a better way to end the worst week of the year than to start anew.

Go out and enjoy your Sunday...have fun with your friends and your families. That is how I will be spending mine..laughing and loving...and actually feeling it.

Remembering a little differently this year.

Every year, I post something here on Remembrance Day, remembering the men and women who served our country proud. Every year, I talk about people like my grandfather, Private Henry Gilles, or his brother Major Andrew Gilles. My grandfather got to come home after the war, my Uncle not so lucky. He spends the rest of eternity in a little cemetery in France. I talk about friends who have served, and friends who are still serving. And I always talk about Papa.

This year, I have one more poppy to lay at the cenotaph.

Papa never talked much about what happened to him during his time in the RAF. He never talked about what happened to him as a POW. He said it was too painful, and besides, people shouldn't have to hear about things like that anymore. He may not have talked about it, but I know how much it hurt him, and what kind of damage it did to him. I saw the scars when I bathed him. I comforted him when, in the middle of the night, he would wake up screaming. I would hold him and comfort him and help chase away the ghosts that always came back. No, he never really talked about it, but he lived with the consequences right up until the day he died. Now that he is gone, we will never really know about that part of his life. It is a piece of history gone, stolen from us. While i understand why he did not want to talk about it, I cannot understand his reasoning. We cannot expect to learn from mistakes if we are not taught what the mistakes were, and if we do not learn we are doomed to repeat them.

This year, I will go to the cenotaph and lay a poppy for my Father-in-Law. I will remember the laughter and the love. I will be thankful for the things came from that horrible war...for without his suffering, I would not be here. At all. I would not have my husband, and there were be no Man-Child or Bug. I think that Dad was wrong. He said that nothing good ever came from war. I beg to differ.

There was him and all that he became. A friend, father, brother and papa.

And today, I remember him most of all.

“They shall grow not old as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.”

Laurence Binyon (1869-1943)

Cat blogging Friday and sickness for everyone!

Yet another week comes to a close, and this week was probably one of the least productive I have had in months. Bug was sick Monday night, and decided that sickness is much better when it is savoured slowly..as in ALL WEEK. She is home again today, but thankfully her fever has not reappeared since midnight last night, so fingers are crossed. Man-Child on the other hand has been nursing his cough for a few weeks, which is normal with his asthma this time of year. That is until yesterday. The "bark" as we lovingly named his cough is worse. MUCH worse...and his inhalers are done. SO today, we are of to see our family doctor. We LOVE Dr. Jamie. I have been with her since she opened her practice-almost 20 yrs. She is warm, genuine and cares about her patients. She is also a Mom, and will listen to our Mom like intuitions. She never makes me feel like I am over reacting when it comes to my kids. I have never been told she is too busy, and she started evening office hours recently to help with the ever changing schedules of working parents.

So BOTH kids are home today. On a Friday. On a day that I was REALLY hoping to get some writing done. I had such a nice word buffer when Nanowrimo started, and this week dealing with a clingy sick Bug has seen that word buffer slip away... She is using my laptop to keep occupied, and to do her own Nano, which SHE has been able to keep up with. Perhaps when we are back from the doctor's today I will be able to pry my computer back for a bit. I am not behind, in the must-do-1667-words-a-day sense, but today unless I write I will be officially behind. I see a writing marathon in my future.

And to round up the title, here is Lord Stanley of Wilsonworld, taking part in our Halloween festivities. He normally hides that night, too many people for his liking, but when we were setting up the coffin, he thought it was a nice place to hang out and watch. Perhaps next year we can get him to dress up as a black cat?

 

Tuesday, I am so done with you.

After staying up last night to write, and get some help from a friend with Excel (Waves at MWT), I toddled off to bed. I knew that I would have lots of time to write in the morning, once everyone had left for work and school.

Yeah, like that was going to happen.

I woke up and found Bug curled up on the couch. She was sick and was staying home from school. Keith had called the school already and Bug went back to sleep. Headache and general ickiness, but no fever. That is until 5pm. Fever of 101.9, tired, and still icky. Guess who is staying home tomorrow too? By midnight the fever is gone, but I am taking no chances. I am really glad I had stockpiled those extra words, because I know I won't be doing much writing tomorrow either.

I made baked apples as a treat, and they just weren't as good as my Gramma used to make. I think I am missing that one ingredient..you know, the one they NEVER tell you, even though they swear they have given you the whole recipe? That or maybe they are yet another thing that you can only truly make once you are a grandmother. The apples were good, don't get me wrong, but they were just not the same.

SO to sum up...sick child, still no job, soggy apples and did I mention that it is cold...and I will not turn up the heat as it is really hard to pay for heat when you are not working? I think Bug won't be the only one curled up under the covers tomorrow...temps are supposed to drop. Lovely.

Just so as you don't think that I have nothing positive to share with you, i leave you with a picture from my very own special Graduation that wasn't. I may even show you two.

NaNoWriMo...and stuff.

Welcome to the busiest time of year here at Wilsonworld~November! It is the month of remembering, birthdays, and of course writing. I am once again doing NaNaWriMo, this being my 7th (?) year of joining the madness. I did stay up Halloween night to do a midnight start on my WIP09 and with one day in, I sit at a little over 4000 words. Not a bad start, now to keep that pace up!

Halloween has come and gone, and it was a little disappointing this year. Last year, we had 140 kids and trick-or-treating continued on till almost 10pm. This year, we had less than 100 kids and all was done by 8:30. It might have been the weather, it could have been the fact it was Saturday and there were parties to attend, or maybe the fear of the flu had parents keeping the kiddies home. 

For the first time, Bug did not go out as a pink something. She has in the past been a fairy, a princess, a butterfly..you get the idea? This year, she went out as a wizard, thanks to me keeping EVERY costume we have ever used. Six years ago Man-Child went out as Dumbledore and I had made him a long purple and black robe. It fit her well this year and of course, it was NOT pink! I had to do some adjustments on my own costume, since the temperatures were not costume friendly this year...thank goodness I have thermal underthings....yes, I know that Zombies don't feel the cold, but I hang out on the front porch and it was darn right chilly out there....the space heater we plugged in helped a whole lot!

Here we are, all dressed up with no place to go...

SO the fun is done here, and all that is left to do is remove all of the Halloween from the front yard, and start pulling out the Christmas stuff. And there is that little thing about writing 50,000 words in 30 days....Posting may be light, not that you would notice, given my track record lately, but I will try to make sure I pop on to let you know how the word count is going...

It is that time of year!!!

SO we have been a little busy around here, getting ready for our favourite time of year. Halloween is a family affair here in Wilsonworld, with all of us pitching in to get the house ready for the little ghouls and goblins who will be a visiting on Saturday.

We are late in starting this year so it has been full steam ahead these past few days..and I thought I would give you a peak at how things are going...

This is what you can do with a skull from your local dollar store, and a little bit of wax. It makes for a great family project.

Here he is close up. He was our first try and I decided that the second one should have the candle IN his skull, not just sitting on top. We already have had to reattach the candle to this one....

Now this one is a little more stable. I hacked a hole in the skull and carved the candle so it would be a tight fit. It is NOT going anywhere. I like this one better.

One of the smaller webs on the porch...we still need to add more spiders.

Same web, but from a different angle.

This is the main web in front of the bay window. It travels down the front of the house and will eventually make its way across the lawn to attache itself to the no parking sign by the street. we tend to leave that web till last, since it is the one that people tend to walk into. On purpose. Darn kids.

We are still working on costumes, and for the first time i will not be going as a witch or some sort of evil dead. I used my perfect black costume for Odyssey this spring and it is no longer an option for Halloween wear. Bug is going as a wizard, using the purple and black robe I made for Man-Child many years ago. She is carrying a white owl and a wand, and I only need to come up with a beard for her and she is done. this will be the first year that one of us is not going out with her, as she is off with a group of kids and parents from her school.

This year we found one of the "stuff-it-yourself" lawn spiders, and we have stuffed him and mounted him on the roof. One small problem to over come, his legs keep falling down off the roof.  It is one of those things we have to fix, since I don't want any kids getting hurt by flying/falling body parts.

I found a beautiful old piece of burgundy velvet, which we are going to drape in the coffin, and of course the skulls will be on either side of it. We have yet to get our pumpkin (yes I did use the singular, cost cutting measures in effect so we can only have one), and I need to bake for Bug's class. Chocolate ghosts with vanilla frosting...

Are you ready for Halloween? DO you dress up to hand out candy, or go out with your kids?