The stars aligned

So my husband thought I was totally fucked up for wanting to spend the day alone at a conservation park.  He thought it was so weird.  Our discussion the night before I had planned to go almost made me change my mind.  I woke up the next day and the sun was shining the air was fresh and clean.  How could I not go???  I totally didn’t see anything weird about spending the day alone being one with nature.  My car was packed with a tent…just in case it rained, a few blankets, some pillows, the pup and some treats and water for him, some wood for a bonfire, a good book, and a lil cooler with a yummy salad and other goodies.  What else could I possibly need??

Nothing!
I needed nothing else.  Nixon my pup and I found the perfect spot.  An area lined with trees for the tent, a beautiful spot in a carved out nook in the woods and a clearing where the fire pit would later beg me to warm up once the sun began to make its decent.

The tent was pitched and the blankets and pillows were laid out.  The picnic table held my book and some art stuff I brought to work on.  Nixon and I took off for a walk to check out our surroundings.  Beautiful doesn’t begin to describe my view.  Being alone heightened my senses.  I could smell the pine trees, hear the wind make its way through the leaves and around the trees.  I could see a blue heron trying to hide among the brush that outlined a pond.  Nixon enjoyed his new found freedom of walking without a leash.  He seemed to walk with pride. Hahaha!!!  Within an hour of my being at the park my face softened, my mind cleared, and my shoulders felt lighter.  I wasn’t concerned with paying bills, dealing with laundry or organizing Thanksgiving dinner.  A smile was on my face the entire time I was there.

I figured that I should share this with the hubs.  He really needed to know why I needed to be there and why I enjoyed it so much.  I sent him off a text asking him to join me and to bring dinner and to try and get our son Tristan to come along.  I couldn’t convince Tristan, but Matt was totally up for it.  After he finished work he grabbed a pizza and joined me for supper.  My salad was yummers for lunch but I was super happy to have pizza for supper.  Before we ate we walked around for a bit and then he had a little nap in the tent while I finished the book I was reading.  When he woke up we sat in the ten looking out the lil door in total awe of our surroundings.  The pizza was gobbled up and we decided to chill in the tent for a while longer.  We couldn’t spend the night because Matt had to be at work the next day so we soaked up as much enjoyment as we could from our slice of heaven.

The sun began to set and we watched the colours of the sun set hit the tress warning us that it would be getting dark soon.  Climbing outta the tent and after packing it up we started building our campfire.  With the sun going down it was getting chilly but Matt knows how to build a good fire!!!   Just before the sun said a final goodbye we saw 2 flocks of geese fly over head.  They all seemed to be talking at once and I asked Matt how they could possibly understanding anything if they were all talking at once.  He seemed to think that they were yelling words of encouragement…like…”we’re almost there”, and “you can make it”.  I loved that idea!!!

When we were surrounded by total darkness we laid down beside the fire and did some star gazing.  I have never felt so lucky in all my life.  The only thing that could have had this time even better would have been to have the kids with us.  I had everything I needed.  Which turns out not to be much.  Fresh air, nature, and a good bonfire all while wrapped in my husbands arms!  Matt now understood why I was drawn to this place.  It was one of the best nights we have ever had together.

Hope everyone makes time to enjoy moments like these as these will be the moments that you’ll remember!

Leslie

xoxox

 

T&H

Up In Smoke!

Taya had just left for university and Matt and I were feeling motivated to work on our Boler.  Its such a slow moving process for us.  Being that it’s the end of camping season and we have lost most of our steam to get this restoration done.  So when we feel motivated we jump outta bed together and get to work.  Sometimes its hard to find a place to start.  Luckily for us we started with taking everything out of the Boler.  Before we start painting the inside we needed to think about lighting/electrical as well as making sure our stove and lil heater worked.  I’m guessing you can see where this is going at this point.

We turned the propane on and lit the stove.  Yahooooo it works!!!  Turned off the stove.  Moved on to the heater.  Had a hard time getting the knob to move from pilot to ignite.  Matt had his face nice and close to see what was going.  Everything looked ok.  The knob finally turned and the propane heater ignited.  Yahooooo it works!  Happy dance!!!  We can camp when its cold outside!  Lil Boler you kick ass.

BOOM!!!  The thing just blew up.  Matt lost some arm hair before he was able to get away from the flames, he had lots to spare so that wasn’t the end of the world.  We couldn’t get the fire out.  Shut off the propane, still going, scrambled for the hose now the entire lil egg shell of our Boler has disappeared and is totally engulfed by black smoke.  Our hearts are breaking into pieces as Matt tells me to call 911.

The Port Colborne police and fire department showed up so fast.  They did their thing and the fire was put out.  Thankfully there was very little damage but its still a set back.  Our brand new cushions we had made were sitting safely in my parents spare room and didn’t catch on fire.  Phew!!!  Needless to say we ripped out the lil furnace and both agreed we would find better ways of keeping warm.

Hoping that this setback just makes the end result that much sweeter.  I’m so lucky to have such an amazing husband to make memories with!

 

Leslie
xoxo

ohhhh nuts!

 

 

 

Fall, Get Up….repeat!

You know I can’t remember how many failures that I have had in life.  Honestly too many to count.  I never kept track. However they are in the back of my mind.   I’ve been falling a lot trying new things wakeboarding and found myself only thinking about the falls.  Thinking about my fails!  Why????  Well for starters if it weren’t for my many falls I wouldn’t learn anything new.  Not to mention what a crappy way to think.  If you feel like beating yourself up just think of the many fails you’ve had.  How can I possibly move forward in life if I continue to think of all of my fails, or the possibility of future fails.  Those fails just make the successes so much sweeter, so much more deserved.  Its the getting back up after a fall that makes us feel like a rock star or super hero!  So rather than focusing on the falls I’m gonna relish in the fact that I got back up and that I tried!!!

Matt and I are getting ready to take some risks as I mentioned in the last post about a life in Boler Trailer.  Taya my girl is taking a risk heading off to university to begin a life of her own.  Tristan… well he is still pretty fearless but risks his ego getting bruised as well as his body when he tries new stuff on his wakeboard and skateboard.  My kids and husband inspire me to take chances and try new things.  We are lucky to have the support of each other.

With only a few weeks of summer I invite you to eat a big shit sandwich!
Try something new.
Toss the fear of failing aside and enjoy a new challenge.
It could be anything from trying a new sport to sharing your art with the world, or trying a new recipe.

Not sure who said it but “the only chances you regret are the ones you didn’t take”

Leslie
xoxo

1st comp and I ate it hard before I even got up on my board.  Hahaha!!!

1st comp and I ate it hard before I even got up on my board. Hahaha!!!

We’re in it together…all In!!!!

Its your neighbor, it’s your friend, your mother, your teacher, the crossing guard, the waitress at your fav greasy spoon, your friends friend, its the person you smile at when passing on the sidewalk, it could be you!  In this case its my sons fellow classmate, friend, and teammate.  Only its not just him.  Its his entire family who is your friend, your neighbor, your teacher, you best friend, your university study buddy and the cute guy that you wish had a locker beside you at the local high school.  You see the Schonewille’s are in this together.  It is not up to just one of them to beat cancer but all of them….for that matter all of us!

Cancer is this horrible thing that somehow brings out the best in us.  It turns a store owner into an angel for jumping into action to help a friend without having to think about it for even a second.  It makes the janitor at McMaster a smile maker by using his magic to entertain.  It makes the friend you haven’t spoken to in while know that you are still there whenever you need them.  The mom becomes the healer but really hasn’t she always been!  Only this time its different because she is also the soldier who will  stand beside you through it all, and it is impossible to let her down because she loves you!  It turns a shaved head into a badge of honor.  It brings courage when you thought you had none left.

Two days ago the kids of Steele Street School came together and stood in support of their friend.  20 kids shaved their heads but all of the kids became an active member in Isaac’s Army and by doing so they have brought an entire community to the fight.  My guess is that Cancer has never regretted messing with such a strong army of people.  Its not just on one person, its on all of us.  No one stands alone here!

Really cancer didn’t bring the community together the Schonewille’s did because they are your, friends, your teacher, your neighbor, the person in line beside you at the grocery store, your team mate that passes the puck to you in hockey, the cute guy that has class with you and the pretty blond walking across campus.

If you are feeling inclined please click the link to make a donation to Isaac’s Army.  Just know that positive thoughts, and smiles will also get you into the army!
http://www.gofundme.com/lp5jdc

I believe that Isaac’s Army bracelets can still be bought at Grants on West Street, Port Colborne for $2.00

I am so proud to be a part of such a great community!

Leslie
xo

Isaac's Army!