Wedding in the Country

With Chaeli staying with the grandparents, Doug and I went to the Saturday wedding of his co-worker’s. We booked a motel room for the night. Smart move on our part… since we left the wedding after 11pm, it was nice to be just minutes away from our rented room and bed.

Sacred Heart Church - Peterborough, ONThe couple had their wedding in their Catholic church. The ceremony was long, as is typical with most Catholic ceremonies. This one was about 75 minutes in length. We sat at the very back of this massive church (out of respect for their family and friends to have better seats) so it was difficult for me to follow. The father officiating the ceremony sounded a bit like the Swedish chef from The Muppets due to his slight accent, sound system and echoing acoustics inside.

I missed the vows and the announcement that they were husband and wife.๐Ÿ™‚

wedding decorationsnewly wedsThe reception was held at the banquet hall of their community hockey rink. It was a lovely affair. I enjoyed the decorations – nothing over the top but elegant in its simplicity. Despite the fact that I knew no one there (I hadn’t even had the chance to meet the groom until that day), I had a good time.

But by 10pm, I was very tired and ready to go to bed. I would say I was showing my age but there were people 10-20 years older than me that were partying way past the time we chose to leave (just after 11pm).

So my new theory is that these people don’t have children living with them anymore. They are past that stage of parenting and have gotten a second wind in life! Will this happen to us? When our kid leaves the nest, will we get this second wind? I sure hope so!

date night!I suppose Doug and I did have a date-night. It’s always nice to have a reason to dress up and be out with one’s spouse. When I think about the last 5 or 6 times we had a chance to dress up for a formal night, it always involved Chaeli and our family. Not that romantic. Whether it was for a family or family-friend wedding. Or on formal nights during the cruise we took last December.

This time, we didn’t know anyone hardly. So in a way we were pretty much on our own!

Historical downtown - Peterborough, ONSmoke trout crepes - Black Honey CafeWe slept in next morning (8:30am – that’s a luxury for me) and took our time getting up and getting ready. The motel did have a hot breakfast included so we decided to check it out. It was pretty horrible. But we managed to get down some breakfast sausages, some toast and some questionable egg ‘patties’. We’re pretty sure they were not real eggs. The coffee was so-so. But, we were hungry and needed just a little something to tie us over.

After checking out, we went to the downtown, historical area of Peterborough, which was also by the waterfront. It definitely had a lot of charm. Unfortunately, being on a Sunday and past the summer season, many attractions and stores were closed.

We did find the Black Honey Desserts cafe open and serving Sunday Brunch. Neither of us were hungry but we felt completely unsatisfied with the breakfast offered at our motel. Doug and I shared a beautifully prepared smoked trout and poached eggs crepe. It came with spring greens an the tastiest rosemary seasoned roasted potatoes I have ever had. I limited myself to just several pieces of the potatoes and had only a little of the crepe. But I definitely gobbled down the rest.

We also had two mugs of their delicious, fair-trade and organic coffee.

If you’re ever in Peterborough, do check this place out for brunch. Everything on their menu looked good! The ingredients were very fresh.

Taking Care of Me

selfieAs I reflect on this past, crazy summer, I must admit it was not my ideal. There were a lot things I really wanted to do but I just didn’t have the time (free time) to do them all. And when I did have the little free time that appeared in small doses here and there, I was too tired to plan any of those things (fun things with friends and family).

What I found I needed more was moments of downtime. Lots of little moments. Whether it was spending 30 minutes reading at Starbucks or getting a manicure or pedicure on my lunch break. Whatever I could do.

pedicureThis was a tough balance for me. There’s one thing, even when work and home life is crazy-busy, I prefer to spend my free time being active. And what I mean is, outside of my morning cardio and after work strength training or yoga, I like to be out and about. Especially outdoors. Being stuck under fluorescent lighting 40+ hours a week in an office definitely makes me yearn to be outside on weekends (or even in the evening). So it was a struggle to find that balance of meeting both of these needs that are on the opposite ends of each other.

There are so many hours in a day – how I use my free time can be limited. Do I go for that one hour hike? Or site on my couch and read instead? Most times, I couldn’t do both.

biceps from p90xI’m glad that I kept on working out, though. Even though I’ve been scaling down my workout routine as I do every summer. The above is the very first selfie I’ve ever taken of my results!

Yes, they are small biceps but I’m just happy there’s some definition.๐Ÿ™‚

ten books no. 4 (new years 2014 resolutions)

[on-going documentation of new yearโ€™s 2014 resolutions – sub-section under ten books]

blankets by craig thompsonAs busy as I have been, I’ve actually gotten to my fourth book of my ten books resolution. Judging that it’s August as of tomorrow, though, it still means I’m behind. But I won’t let that stop me from trying.

This lovely graphic novel (for adult reading as it touches on some pretty gritty subject matters) sucked me in to the mind of the author as he transcribes his childhood, youth and adolescent years through poetic writing and incredible illustrations.

Throughout the entire book, I would say that dark contrasts with light, evil with good, beauty with ugly. Symbolism of this contrasting relationship is seen throughout his writing. It’s both beautiful and sad as the author is clouded by such darkness. There is, however, moments of joy and purity, though always threatening to be just at arms length.

Work Hard In Silence – Let Success Do the Talking

I read this somewhere, recently. I believe the original quote ends with “Let Success Make the Noise.”

I prefer “Let Success Do the Talking.” Because even then, noise isn’t required. One’s hard work will always show without making too much noise anyway.

This has been something that’s really honed in on my professional front. I have been working very hard for many years but these last few months have really challenged me to excel forward. Through it, I have been surrounded by a lot of noise. A lot.

Noise about how much overtime is being put it.

Noise about not having time to take a vacation.

Noise about not getting paid enough.

I, myself, would shrink back into the shadows during these competitive one-up matches. I didn’t see the point. Why would I have to prove that I’m working harder then any other of my peers? Why would I care how hard they are working?

I realized that I don’t really care. It’s none of my business. What matters to me is what I do and the quality of my work. Lessons are made to be learned through both success and failure along the way, and that’s okay. So long as I improve upon these mistakes, I can take pride in my work.

The noise has lessened since. As my work has started to shine through, I’m not being targeted with these one-up matches.

Perhaps simply because, with me, they can not win.