What inspires? In short, EVERYTHING!

There is an an endless list of things that inspire me right now. My favorite line these days is "I can't believe someone can actually speak the words "I'm bored."" What a foreign concept. How can someone be "bored"?  when we've been given such endless opportunity to try and learn how to do new things, to challenge ourselves in every waking moment? We live in Canada people! Let alone try to get done the regular everyday 'to do's' and chore lists. Call it an addiction, call it having too much time on my hands, but searching, viewing pictures and reading about countless topics of things makes my heart soar with inspiration and energy! Projects that make me want to drive straight home to start right away, this very instant, help me make this work day end faster so I can get home! There are also things that I would love to try in the future and that I know would take time to start and set up. So instead of rambling on about a few topics, I'm going to collect a short (or sometimes long) list of what I'm currently diggin`. Lets be honest, my opinions, interests and attention span seems to change rapidly in this big wild world of ours.
So, without further audieu;
I'm loving~ Blogs! Hello brand new Fork In the Creek Blog!

I'm realizing~ There is creativity and energy inside me waiting to be released, I'm allowing it to start to shine through, quite the process I do say!

I'm Excited~ To find big chunky knits to decorate my place with.

I'm Dreaming~ of the day when I can start planning my big beautiful white tent wedding. Sssshhhh, don`t tell anyone...

But as for tonight, I will be organizing, wish me luck, this is a chore in itself....

Whatever you do today, with whomever you do it with, may it be grand!

Spring organizing, or just call me silly

The aftermath of major house renovations is organization. Everything, not just the rooms that you actually renovate, but every room and corner of the rest of the house as well. The concept is simple. When you need to start working in a room, you clear it out to than jam pack everything into other rooms, maybe to the point of kicking in the contents so they stay and shutting the door very quickly. When the lovely masterpiece which is called your Reno is finally complete, its time to pull and drag everything out of its temporary holding spots to finally put those pieces to their final resting place, or at least a permanent spot until you get sick of that and have to change everything around again.
I am hip deep in a mound of stuff. Taking the suggestion to purge purge purge. "Why keep things you don't even look at, need or use?" Mike (at work) claims. He is damn right. I'm getting rid of those odd items that for some reason I felt indebted to hold on to. Hopefully at the end of this beautiful day there will bags of clear bags of clothes to give away to good will, and boxes of items for the garage sale that we are going to have. Not to mention things in their places. Garage sale, that is news by the way, Jon proclaimed instead of giving things away, we should have a garage sale with his parents this summer. Good idea Jon!
When the organizing is done, and all the clothes are hung up in their new closet organizer, it will be just in time to start cleaning, than maybe decorating things how I want them. Not to mention starting some seeds by the end of March. Always something to do. I can't figure out for the life of my how people can say that they are bored? Bored, what is this word?

Just a quick pic of one side of the house before the siding was done. Reno pics to come soon, the great reveal!

What's in a name?

Since we moved to our beautiful 30 acres four years ago this month, I've been constantly searching for that name, the right name. "Why do you need a name for this place?" Jon would ask as I bounced a few names at him such as J&A Farms, A&J Farms, or By the Creek Farms. This is our place, a special place, a place that needs to be defined as the greatness it is. It has to describe us, but yet tell its own story. He mentioned my name searching to his dad, well of course he would jump on the brain storming wagon to try to find the perfect name to describe the little escape that he spends so much of his time at. "What about Fork in the Creek?" he says one day. I'm not sure why, I dismissed this suggestion as an option, put it on the suggestion pile. It wasn't I don't know, Farm-y enough! I thought. But you really don't have a farm yet if that's what you were going for?
Frustrated, I figured no name for now. I would bring it up again at a different time. I put it in the "will get back to this" file.
Not until some time later, until probably just recently jumping into the blog world, did the topic arise again, I needed some beautiful name to describe what we have, what we are over here just east of highway #212.
Fork in the Creek. Hmmm.....
Geographically correct, yes.
Fork, best  used in food situations and directly related to our lives, and best describes what I love to with with on a consistant basis. Something that follows me where ever I go, what ever I do. Food
To top it off, we are constantly connected in one way or another with the creek.We watch it going up, we watch it going down, we  Half the time that we are canoeing across it when our driveway floods, but another story for another time.
By golly, I think we have a name!

Hence forth, we are now Fork in the Creek!

To go or not to go, that is the question

Should we stay home and chill out this weekend? We've been go go go since I don't know when. We are well overdue for a weekend of not going anywhere, doing stuff around the place and just not planning a damn thing. OR we can go on the last sled trip of the year? Jump on the sleds and head out to Jen and Gerry's cabin to hang out with them and come back tomorrow morning? It's supposed to be +16 next week, say goodbye to the snow and my first season of snowmobiling. No, Yes, No, Yes. Totally on the fence. After getting an email from Jen this morning saying that Gerry will be off work by five thirty and they will be out to the cabin by 8 at least to catch the Jets game, well how can we not go? So yes, we are in for the last winter adventure of the year. Going for a massage (heaven) right after work, than heading home to pack up some stuff to stay over night. Now I'm super excited. Such is life I guess...

Brand New

So this is my first step in. I'm here, wading in the waters of the blog world. After countless hours of following my favorite blogs, I've realized that I have lots to share and talk about on my own. I don't have specific topics to speak on each and everyday. I dabble in this, I obsess over that. There seems to be a few items of interest that I keep going back to though. I can say I have a fairly green thumb. I'm learning more and more with every book that read and every seed that I plant. I like crafting things, but until recently I haven't really been set up to craft much, but oh how I've been thinking about it. I like to travel, here or there, just getting away on different adventures. Cooking seems to be an everyday adventure in itself. I have the feeling that this might be only the beginning of my cooking and baking career. Of course there is much, much more, which I intend to share with anyone who cares to listen. Seat belt is on, onward into the blogging adventure....