I have always had a problem with my patience. I am more of a "here and now" type of person. God has sent me situations and trials time and again to teach me to have more patience. And you would think that going through all of my super drawn out cancer treatments would have given me a little more patience. Obviously not.
Today was painting day in the TV room. I have actually never painted before. I've watched a lot of TV shows that paint rooms, but apparently that doesn't make my skills any better. Jake was helpful and patient, and the room turned out nice: 

However, through the process I almost got more paint on the ceiling and trim than on the actual wall! I would just get so caught up in the 'hurry and do it' mode that my brush would go a little too fast and *poof*! The ceiling magically had paint on it. At least, that's how I like to think it all happened.
But we do have some white paint somewhere that Jake will have to use when the walls are dry to try to cover it up. I would try it, but I'm sure I would get so impatient that the walls would then have white blobs on them. And now you can see the never ending cycle it would become. Good thing I married someone who is patient!


When it rains here, it makes you just want to sleep. All day.
I think I'll call him Fred.








We walked a long way out to the edge of the peninsula but it was fun hopping from one rock to the other! We felt quite victorious, as you can see: 






That's when we decided to try and drive over to the Canadian side. What a mistake! First, we got interrogated by the Canadian crossing people, then we couldn't find anywhere to park that wasn't under $18 (which we weren't willing to pay since we only planned on staying for 2 hours), and then we decided that since we had payed the toll to get over to this new country we would at least drive around in it! Well, pretty much all we saw were lots of hotels and motels all advertising that they had heart shaped Jacuzzis. Canada - not my favorite place! 
Um, DUH!!!