It seems every year, every month, people are commenting on how quickly time is passing. "This year's really flying by," or "I can't believe it's already May - wasn't it just Christmas?", are phrases that never seem to be far away.
Well not to sound cliche, but this year really IS flying by. The last couple of weeks have been busy both at work and at home. I knew I was in for a busy week at work when on Monday of last week I didn't get home until 11.45 pm, which is much later than the standard 5.00 or 5.30. I knew I was in for a busy week at home when I looked at my calendar yesterday morning and saw that Zak and I have something planned every day for the next 7 days. And it looks as if things aren't really going to slow down from here.
Only just now am I about to enter the busiest part of the year so far. With work, next month is the last month of Q1 and I have quotas to meet. After that it's trade show season so I'll be travelling quite a bit with that. At home it's Zak's birthday coming up and then my sister's wedding in the first week of May. This means that between now and then not only will there be bridal showers and hen nights to attend, but as maid of honour (or I guess matron of honour, seeing as I'm married) much time will be spent planning those things. Factor into that all of life's daily routines and surprises, and I'm in for a busy few months.
Luckily, I like being busy. I'd rather have too much to do than too little. And I like the responsibilities I have both at home and at work. However, for all my excellent skills as a multi-tasker, this will be a bit challenging for me. At least there will be plenty of photo opportunities to play with the new camera, right?
I've set my light at the end of the tunnel (the calm after the storm) to be Memorial Day weekend, the last weekend in May. This should be interesting.
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
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Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Getting Together
This week has been a big week for my family. Yesterday my baby brother turned 16. He's the youngest in the family and the only boy. We all got together Sunday evening for a family dinner, Zak and my sister's boyfriend included, and were fully prepared to have an enjoyable evening.
Of course, things didn't turn out that way, and the boys all had to run out on a last minute errand that would take a couple of hours. This left my mum, dad, sister, and myself having dinner together for the first time since my brother was born. There have been plenty of times when my brother's been out, but there was always a boyfriend thrown into the mix, or maybe just one of us girls were at home. We all noticed that it was the first time in 16 years that we'd had dinner as just the four of us, and ended up talking about life before the baby. Only instead of us talking about things before he was ever a thought, we (mainly my sister and I) ended up talking about the excitement of him being born: what we wanted him to be named, what we were doing the day of him being born, etc.
Zak can't get over how close we are as a family. I never really noticed growing up how we were a much closer family than the average. We all spend time together because we want to and like to, not because we feel it's an obligation. I don't dread the holidays with my family or having to go to a dinner party with them. Hell, the best parties I've been to have been with them. We all make time for each other as a group and also separately as well. I like having one-on-one time with my mum or my sister, just as much as I like talking with my dad or listening to my brother play music.
I think our closeness stems to the fact that we live so far away from the rest of our family. It's forced us to rely on each other in a way that you wouldn't have to if your aunt or grandparents were just down the road or in another city, where you had the ability to see them more than once every two or three years. We know that we'll always be there for each other. Now that my sister and I are out of the house, and I'm married, we all have our own lives. But it's nice that we still find ourselves wanting to get back together every once in a while.
Of course, things didn't turn out that way, and the boys all had to run out on a last minute errand that would take a couple of hours. This left my mum, dad, sister, and myself having dinner together for the first time since my brother was born. There have been plenty of times when my brother's been out, but there was always a boyfriend thrown into the mix, or maybe just one of us girls were at home. We all noticed that it was the first time in 16 years that we'd had dinner as just the four of us, and ended up talking about life before the baby. Only instead of us talking about things before he was ever a thought, we (mainly my sister and I) ended up talking about the excitement of him being born: what we wanted him to be named, what we were doing the day of him being born, etc.
Zak can't get over how close we are as a family. I never really noticed growing up how we were a much closer family than the average. We all spend time together because we want to and like to, not because we feel it's an obligation. I don't dread the holidays with my family or having to go to a dinner party with them. Hell, the best parties I've been to have been with them. We all make time for each other as a group and also separately as well. I like having one-on-one time with my mum or my sister, just as much as I like talking with my dad or listening to my brother play music.
I think our closeness stems to the fact that we live so far away from the rest of our family. It's forced us to rely on each other in a way that you wouldn't have to if your aunt or grandparents were just down the road or in another city, where you had the ability to see them more than once every two or three years. We know that we'll always be there for each other. Now that my sister and I are out of the house, and I'm married, we all have our own lives. But it's nice that we still find ourselves wanting to get back together every once in a while.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Remembering a Special Day
Last night Zak and I got to see our edited wedding video for the first time. We got a package where we had all the raw footage plus a 10 minute movie-like short that our videographers put together. The raw footage we'll see when we receive the DVDs next week, but we got to preview the short, just to make sure that nothing was really out of place.
We chose the music. Our videographer asked for a list of ten songs to choose from. So we had an idea of what could be in the film, but ultimately had no idea how they would put it together and what their vision would be. With both Zak and myself being into film and photography, we were very excited.
So yesterday evening we had my family come over (my mum thoughtfully brought a bottle of prosecco), and we all watched it together for the first time. It was a roller coaster of emotions from start to finish. I didn't know that within ten minutes you could go from laughing to crying, back to laughing, back to crying, and then laughing again. They captured just how happy and emotional that day was. The music was a key point to the film, and they timed every shot with perfection.
What made it even more special was getting to share it with my family. Being able to see it for the first time and getting to see each other's reactions was a bonding experience of some sorts (my dad's speech had us girls all reaching for the tissues at the same time). We watched it twice together and then got to chat and laugh about it afterwards.
Later in the evening Zak and I watched it twice by ourselves. It really brought home just how incredible the day was for us and how much fun everybody had. It was, from beginning to end, a celebration. I can't wait to see the rest of the footage on DVD. :)
We chose the music. Our videographer asked for a list of ten songs to choose from. So we had an idea of what could be in the film, but ultimately had no idea how they would put it together and what their vision would be. With both Zak and myself being into film and photography, we were very excited.
So yesterday evening we had my family come over (my mum thoughtfully brought a bottle of prosecco), and we all watched it together for the first time. It was a roller coaster of emotions from start to finish. I didn't know that within ten minutes you could go from laughing to crying, back to laughing, back to crying, and then laughing again. They captured just how happy and emotional that day was. The music was a key point to the film, and they timed every shot with perfection.
What made it even more special was getting to share it with my family. Being able to see it for the first time and getting to see each other's reactions was a bonding experience of some sorts (my dad's speech had us girls all reaching for the tissues at the same time). We watched it twice together and then got to chat and laugh about it afterwards.
Later in the evening Zak and I watched it twice by ourselves. It really brought home just how incredible the day was for us and how much fun everybody had. It was, from beginning to end, a celebration. I can't wait to see the rest of the footage on DVD. :)
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