School, Sausages and Sand

Today was Chris' big day. He's been looking forward to this for weeks, months even. So we all got dressed up to the nines (well, 8.5s). He really does scrub up well, doesn't he? Today was Chris' graduation from St. Jean Elementary (that's Jean the girl). The ceremony was great! It started, as everything does, with the national anthem. Their Principal, Mrs. Mais-Murphy, then read some Dr. Seuss. She's in this picture, on the right. The left is Mrs. Hennessy, Chris' Grade Six teacher.After that, they handed out some awards. Most of these were academic, but there were a couple of others. There was one kid, Hunter Bell, who had not missed a day of elementary school - ever! Then they handed out the certificates. You see Chris receiving his in the above photo, and here's one of him proudly wielding it.A wee sneaky kiss ;)We had a great time, and we're all very proud.

Today was also a day of medical tings for Mel. She was at the doctors for her routine appointment (currently one a fortnight), which is very routine now, to the point where she's telling me what's gonna happen next time... mostly to do with...
This morning's ultrasound. I went along to this, and had to wait for ten more minutes than Mel, while the nurse took measurements and pictures of the bump. She measured his head, and his heart, his bones and his stomach. All of the parts of his body that she could get access to. It was a quick look that I got (but she was nice enough to sneak us a wee picture which should have cost $17).
She said that the baby was currently about 4lbs 8oz according to her measurements, and that the doctor would look over the scan pictures. I should mention that, at this stage in the baby's development, he puts on about 8oz per week.

There are 7 weeks to go.


This has been quite a good week for us. It started out with me in one of my moods, where I decide that I can do anything that anyone else can do.
I decided to make lorne sausages and potato scones. I done quite a good job if I do say so myself, we had a fry up, and it was goooooood :)
I bet you're all skeptical about my abilities. Well, don't be, cos I can accomplish my goals, especially if there's a hot breakfast in it for me! Even Granny Wyllie was impressed (she brought the bacon).

Then, as I was settling in to watch the French Grand Prix, Mick called. Mick's an artist. He got into computer games art on a YTS. He's been in Canada for about 18 months, 12 of which have been spent on PEI. He asked us if we'd like to come out with him and his wife, Lisa, to the beach. We went (what's a Formula One?), and had a great time. Mick's on the right here. He drove us out east, past Georgetown (reputedly run by the bikers), to Panmure Island. Christian, my lead programmer, had told us about the place. It was really nice, and we, being British (I use the term loosely), all got fried by the sun!
We did all of the things you do at the beach (come back, North Sea, all is forgiven), including burying bits of Chris.
We stopped in Montague on the way home for something to drink. It was nice, but the place was a bit weird, the owner didn't like Mick, cos he's English, but she like us Scots. She made a snide remark (looking at Mick) about the locals not getting jobs, then looked to me and said "They just don't want them!" Strange...

Then we went to Peake's Quay. we had ice cream and looked at the boats before coming home. Mel and Liz went to bingo, but they didn't win.