Just a few pictures of our new Grandkitty.......

His name is Montgomery Clift. Monty for short. He's a little older than two months now. My DS found this half pint at the local SPCA, and his life just got a little busier.Monty is an indoor cat, but loves sitting by the front door watching the goings on in the park across the street.

His toys are too many to mention. He has no fear even with this skateboard.

He's a boy's boy. He loves everything that moves and will chase until he plops down exhausted. I didn't know cats love to play tag, but this little fellow loves to run up behind you and tag you in the back of the legs and run past you as if to say, 'Tag, you're it!"A peaceful moment.

It seems the Olympics are still in the news,

......and I was in Vancouver during that time, for a month and a half for personal reasons, and I thought I'd share some pictures of where DD and I ventured.......The crowds of people on Granville.

Looking south on Granville and Robson. More crowds.

The Olympic Flame. This was as close as you could get to it. I took the picture through a chain link fence which went around the perimeter. You could only get in closer if you were a dignitary, athlete, olympic staff, police, or Wayne Gretzky.Downtown Vancouver just before sunset.

Canada Place looking toward North Vancouver. If you look at the upper portion you'll see some lights which is Cypress Mountain where Olympic skiing events were taking place. A Russian Tall Ship at Lonsdale Quay in North Vancouver.

A visit to Vancouver Aquarium in Stanley Park. Very colourful.

Vancouver Art Gallery all decked out for the Olympics.

A visit to White Cliff Park in West Vancouver with the most important people in my life.

Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory on Robson in downtown Vancouver. Yumm. Made too many trips here for anything chocolate.

How can a person choose!?

Oh Lord....chocolate.This made me happy just looking at it for about 10 days. As well as my knitting and reading blogs gave me needed distraction while in Vancouver. There was a fair amount of knitting going on...one of the finished projects....The Haruni Shawl designed by Emily Ross. A free pattern on Ravelry.comI used Knit Picks Gloss Lace, 70%Merino, 30% Silk. Colourway
Aegean. I used two strands of lace as I wanted a shawl with a little more weight. So I bumped up my needle size to 4.00mm Addi Turbo Lace circular needles.
I saw this shawl on Smoking Hot Needles and fell in love with the border. It was fun to knit up and it went very fast and has already been mailed out as a gift to a friend.Oh and I can't forget we finally met up with a little chap we had heard so much about and finally got to meet. Introducing Jean-Pierre Manning. (aka Muscles for short).

It's taken me awhile........

But I'm slowly coming back to blog. We've suffered a devastating loss of our dear Nathan on February 13, 2010. He was our daughters fiance, son to Wayne and Kathy, and brother to Caleb. A talented Artist, Designer, and Skateboarder n.matthews.com. He fought with such courage for nine months that it's hard to believe that he succumbed to testicular cancer at the age of 29.

Our daughter and Nathan's family, and extended family will forever feel the loss of Nathan who impacted so many in such a short time. He was an inspiration to all who knew him.

Nathan, words cannot express how much you meant to us, and how much we miss you.

With permission I'm posting my daughters blog entry dated March 3, 2010. (n.lathe.com)

19 days ago, I lost the love of my life. He fought a courageous battle, and most often with a smile on his face and determination that surprised most people. Our statistics were good at the beginning…98% cure rate. Who could argue with that? But they’re just numbers, and not a certainty. There is still that lingering, dark cloud of 2% that leaves you wondering. That 2% that you ignore and think “That won’t be us.” But it happens.

If I could find any reasoning or answer in this, it’s that I hope we’ve learned something. Hopefully Nathan’s fight with cancer will teach the medical community a little bit more about testicular cancer, which will lead to more lives saved.

I really wish he didn’t fall in that 2%. I wish he was still laying in bed next to me. I wish he could’ve held my hand in the rain a couple nights ago. I wish I could hear him tell me he loves me, just ONE MORE TIME. But he can’t…and I’ve accepted that loss, but it certainly doesn’t make it easier.

He was my inspiration. He was my best friend. I love him more than words can even describe. The past two weeks have shown me what real heartbreak is, but the past year has taught me what true love is.

I miss you.