Showing posts with label Scotland. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Scotland. Show all posts

Thursday, 14 January 2016

He got me again!

Before Lewis and I moved home the sneaky surprised me by getting down on one knee and asking me to spend the rest of my life with him. Of course I said yes!

The charmer proposed with a beautiful Sheila Fleet ring next to the Bow River in Canmore and I haven't quite been able to realise he has actually asked! Although the ring is absolutely stunning he wanted to take me engagement ring shopping for a traditional engagement ring when we returned home.

Several trips to the Glasgow Argyl Arcade jewellery stores and we decided on a ring style that we liked and then sent it off to be designed.

However unknown to me the ring was made and delivered to the man himself several weeks later giving him the opportunity to pounce once again!

We were having a lovely long-weekend in Glencoe on the shores of Loch Etive and Lewis was doing his usual photography hoopla with ISO and shutter speed (they may be the same thing but I cannot seem to retain this information everytime he tries to explain) and then he pulled out his bargain $10 film camera we bought in a thrift store in Revelstoke.

"Let's test out the timer" he announces while balancing the camera on the rock, "look out across the water and I will run at you!"

Being very well trained, off I totter down to the shore and look off into the distance while he fiddles with the vintage camera settings.

"READY?!?" he shouts from behind the boulder.

...... yet nothing happens.

And so I turn around and there he is, proposing with our beautiful ring that we designed and picked together - well done charmer, you got me again!

'Click'

We still have to finish the spool and have it developed but fingers crossed it worked!

Monday, 11 January 2016

Time flies

Wow - the last post was in June 2015! How time flies when you are changing jobs, hosting lovely guests and planning to move back home.

As much as we have loved living in Canmore, Alberta, we realised that Scotland is certainly our home and in October we made the return trip back home. To put it simply - it was CRAZY!

Foolishly we thought that when we got back things would be relatively straight forward and simple - oh how silly we are! It has been wonderful spending so much time with family particularly for Christmas and New Years however house hunting, job searching and general hoopla has been somewhat testing.

We have now moved into a house in a little Stirlingshire village and while Lewis is taking on his family business, I am establishing Pilates classes in the Stirlingshire area for pregnant and postnatal women which I am very excited about!

Watch this space!!
A photo to prove the sun does shine in Scotland!

Monday, 9 June 2014

Random Act of Surprise

My beautiful sister and her charming husband are expecting their, and our families, first baby. This baby has been affectionately known either as Juju or Thor for the past nine months. I have no idea where Juju came from but Thor was certainly Mark’s influence.

Anyway, the due date had approached a lot faster than we were expecting and I decided, along with my mother, there wasn’t a chance in nelly-puff I was going to miss the arrival of the most beautiful baby ever born. Me bias? Never.

So without telling my sister, which is very difficult as we are in touch almost every day, I jumped on a WestJet flight to Glasgow and arrived the evening after he was born. Somewhat jetlagged, I followed my parents into the hospital room where my sister, brother-in-law and the golden child were resting.

According to my sister, I walked in so casually that she didn’t think there was anything strange about me being there and it wasn’t until a couple of minutes later she realised I was several thousand miles from where I had been talking to her the day before.

For a wonderful week I managed to hog the most cuddles from the fuzzy headed baby with the excuse I was returning to Canada. No-one else stood a chance really. He is beautiful and I think his yawns are the best thing I have ever seen. Also, thanks to me being jetlagged I was the perfect night watchman, which meant even more cuddles for the tiny tot.

I am absolutely thrilled for my sister and cannot wait to see how much more he can look like her, as right now he is a mini-Tar.