Makes me cry

When I see story's like this, when I see Walmart win

It makes me even more sad to see the stupid stupid people that support them in the comments.

I thought I left a Canada that supported unions and employees.

I certainly will not leap to move back to one that would rather support companies like Walmart.

From Canada, with love

I got a present in the mail a few days ago, and it was great.

I mean better then great.

A package of cheese mix that we ate within hours of getting home from the post office.

Canada flags, that the boys have proudly displayed in their rooms. Kasper is beaming with pride because he actually remembers Canada. For Stefán it is more decoration.

And not to forget the beautiful handmade quilt for the little guy who has yet to come out.


Actually the best part is feeling remembered.  Thank you for that.

Collections Canada

Completly by chance, I stumbled accross one of the coolest websites ever.
http://www.collectionscanada.gc.ca/mailorder/Coolest because I like looking at old things.

You can find all the old catalogs from Canada, like when they used to order everything from the mail! As far back as the 1800's!

I really like this Army and Navy catalog from 1932 where I can pick up a pair of shoes for 1.39CAN. Good deal :)

Really happy and really sad

I am happy to be pregnant and was really happy to hear that my sister in law is expecting as well. We have due dates only a few weeks apart.

I thought it would be so cool to be pregnant with someone else. Have the baby talks and have baby's the same age. Cousins that would always be the same age. Guaranteed friends for life.

It sounds like a fairy tale, and life is not a fairy tale.

The fact is we live 9 hours apart - our lives almost a world apart that only really comes together on holidays.

This was the same with my family in Canada. While I lived in Edmonton, most of my family lived about 7 hours a way.

Honestly, I rarely saw them and have not seen anyone in almost three years now.

It is more sad to know that When I was pregnant with Stefán my sister was pregnant with her first boy, Matt. They were born less then 3 months apart. They should have been guaranteed friends for life.

I wish she was here.

But we lived so far apart. It is true that when we did see each other they got along great. I have super funny pictures, but now they do not remember each other. Hardly even speak the same language. I do not know if they will ever be these perfect cousins I dreamed of. Certainly not with me living in Iceland.

So, this is the problem with marrying someone from another country. You can not have everything.

If we live in Saskatchewan, my boys will have a Grandpa, uncles, aunt and cousins the same age. I would have a sister to have coffee with, maybe be pregnant with again, a dad to have Christmas dinner with and brothers to fix stuff for me.

And Davíð would spend his days dreaming of Iceland.

While we live in Iceland the boys have another aunt and uncle, other cousins (also the same age), an Amma and an Afi. Davíð has a sister he looks up to so much and parents who would support him through anything.

And I spend my days dreaming of Canada and wondering if I will ever fit in here.

This all not even mentioning Davíð's family in Toronto.

This is not to say the everyone has not been great to me, really, it is amazing.

The point is, as the ties strengthen in Iceland, I feel like I am being pulled further and further from the rest.

After all there is only so many times you can show kids the same pictures and tell the same stories before they just stop listening and walk away.

Grain Elevators

These things are all over the prairies. Seeing them reminds me so much of the drive out to my dads house. Hours and hours of flat land and grain elevators for scenery. Thanks for the pictures Tammy.

The Worlds Biggest Horse Bone

I wonder if it came from a real horse? Thanks Tammy.

Beautiful

I think it is one of those things that most people take for granted. Thanks Tammy for the picture.

Biggar, Saskatchewan

I thought of Mahwish.

(and if you didn't know, Biggar is in Saskatchewan, Canada)

Thanks to Tammy for the picture