Anyway, lots has been happening these days. Work had been tremendous. Last week I wore only a sweater. Can you imagine a week in January as a mailman, and I wasn't even wearing a jacket. My grandma always says she worries about me working outside in the harsh Edmonton winters, but it's totally fine. And I'll remember this week in the middle of July too.
The house is great, we're having lots of fun making picture frames and hanging some of our Africa photos and sort of just making it feel like home.
I had been somewhat slow in getting these pictures up, and we wanted to make this frame to wrap some fabric we bought in Africa around. The idea came up when we first moved in, and Devyn decided that it was going to get done last weekend at any expense. So she got Jason over here to do the job. I must say that I felt my manly-ness was being called into question, but Jason's an engineer, and I knew it wouldn't be such a big job.
We fired up the air compressor, and Jason brought his nailer, and we had picked up some 1" x 1" cedar for the frame. Within an hour this was hanging on the wall. Not a bad effort if I don't mind saying.
The top picture is my attempt at providing some idea of where we are talking in the house. You'd sort of be standing in the front entrance area looking in for the first picture, and standing in the edge of the living room in the second.
On Tuesday afternoon the Olympic torch came rolling through St. Albert. I was done work early enough to join Dev and her parents down there. It was kind of cool despite the fact that I scoff when I see it come on the CTV news every night. Perhaps I made the national news that day.
