Party Across The Creek, a success story :)

Velda our first guestA good day was had by all, at the party across the creek to celebrate my first July 4th as an American Citizen..Guests having fun

Thank you to all who attended and helped make my first July 4th as a citizen a VERY special day!

Velda was our first guest to arrive. She¬†brought her lovely husband, Don, and some delicious zucchini and blueberry cake! I was skeptical, since I am not fond of zucchini, but this cake has to be tried! YUM! Thank you also to Julie for the wonderful Traffic Jam, preserve. A very kind thought and I can assure you it shall be devoured! ūüėÄ

Special thanks to my wonderful husband, Huey White, who did such a fabulous job cooking, and to Robin for all your help. We could not have done this without you ūüôā

Ridgeline by Pamela Foster, a book launch party.

WP_20140601_002[1]I had a wonderful time and very much enjoyed seeing everyone yesterday at the Apple Blossom Brewery. They and Oghma Creative Media did a great job hosting Pamela Foster’s book launch party for her new book, Ridgeline.WP_20140601_006[1]

Pam read two short sections from the book, which had everyone enthralled. Not only does her writing captivate, but when she reads one is drawn into her story even more.

The Dave Bright Band kept our spirits… well, bright ūüôā

WP_20140601_005With their own versions of songs by the likes of Carl Perkins and Johnny Cash. Wonderful voice and that steel guitar…oh man, I love that sound!

Pam even managed to find time to dance with her lovely husband, Jack.

The Impassable Creek And The Missed Party

I had every intention of going to the Writer’s group¬†Christmas party and made preparations last night to this end. I wrapped¬†my ‘Secret Santa’ book. My food (kindly cooked by my husband… his contribution since he was not attending) all ready in a glass dish covered in foil. I picked out my clothes for¬†today, placing them on the end of the bed, and set the alarm for 8.30 am so that I would get up in plenty of time to get ready at a leisurely pace.

In bed by midnight last night, preparations complete, I heard and saw the storm raging outside. Thunder of Thor and lightning of Zeus, accompanied by a deluge akin to the biblical floods pestered me mercilessly. It took a while to reach that sublime stupor we humans call sleep, but along it came in fits and starts, punctuated by episodes of bang and flash at regular intervals.

I could tell that the rain was not letting up anytime soon, and the concern about the promised freezing temperatures weighed heavily upon my mind. If that rain froze, I would not get out of my front door in the morning without skating around on the sun-starved front step, let alone cross the creek.

This morning, I obeyed the alarm clock without question. Thankfully, the freeze never reached us. But, the creek… the creek¬†was UP and running FAST. We could see it from the dining room window, but Hubby went down with the Jeep to check it at closer range. Returning, he told me¬†his thoughts on the matter.

“We might make it across…but it’s very risky. I got about a third of the way across, just before the dip…and could feel the creek¬†under the jeep’s floor. It’s haulin’ ass.”

I would have hated to see our jeep floating downstream…and with us inside. So, I called my neighbour, whom I was to¬†travel with to the party, to tell her my woeful news. I would have to pass on the party. She was to pick me up on the other side of our creek…except I could not get to the other side of the rain-filled and torrential¬†creek, which was¬†doing a good impression of a total impasse.

Our creek isn’t often impassable, but when it is, it’s usually when we have plans.’

So, here I am…disappointed, placing the bean casserole into the fridge, the book back upon the shelf (still in its wrapping paper currently) and the party-clothes back into the closet…

I do hope everyone that does make it enjoys themselves and makes it there and back in complete safety. Maybe next year I shall be able to join you all…

Have a wonderful Christmas and a Happy New Year.

And a Happy (if wet) Winter Solstice!