This week ive managed to:

-Wear my lulus out backwards & inside out. These are the lulu’s with the runner’s slit in the back (over the calf).

You can imagine how awesome that looked with my knees being featured up front in the slits.
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- Leave my blowdryer on, on my bed (how??) and consequently melt the blowdryer to the blanket, thus resulting

in a mixture of 2 huge burnt holes & 1 melted nozzled blowdryer. Good thing I peeked in there again before I headed

out for the day (no smell radelle? No ears radelle? really??)
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- Tried to phone Telus & dialed wrong and phoned a sex line. I was greeted with “hi there sexy fella”. I swalled hard, squeeked

“hi” and then hung up so fast im sure the slam of the phone was ringing in her ear. Oooops. Then I went and washed my hands.

I just felt that I needed to.
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I seriously think we should all take a moment and summon God to bring my back my brain.

If even He can find it.

And now to copycat Kari’s post. 5 Random things about myself.

1. If I stop my vehicle and then wipers stop half way up, I have to redo it. I cannot leave them like that. It makes me go crazy.

They must be down, returned to their proper resting position.
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2. Before I got pregnant with rockwell, I would put a pillow in my shirt and walk around the office as though I was pregnant.

Sometimes I would even pretend people are asking me about the baby, and play out the whole scenario in my mind.
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3. I love romantic comedies. They just make me feel warm and fuzzy.

But, I cant stand how drew barrymore and kiera knightly move their mouths, liv tylers man voice, or how much

hugh grant blinks. Im just sayin’.
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4. As I kid i pierced and re pieced my ears no less than 10 times without ever freezing them. I just pushed the earring through!

they are now scarred (nice work radelle). Have a close look on your wedding day, I won’t mind.
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5. I don’t like cats.  I respect my cats because they hunt, but I really don’t “like” cats. Mostly because they put a weird taste

in my mouth when they are around…(allergy? imagination? we are not sure.), but also because they always look at me like

they are expecting something and I am the daft that just doesn’t ‘get it’.
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p.s. THIS is totally making me laugh today. In case you are wondering, this is how we get so super energetic before a wedding.

See? Easy peasy.

Photo Credit: Kari (www.eternalreflectionsphoto.c0m)

Christmas is one of those times when you can really dig deep into your soul & really show yourself that you care. The one time

 of year when you are really reminded to look outside of yourself & have your main goal to be touching other people's hearts.

 This Christmas, Adam and I had a few opportunities to do just this, in our families & communities. To say that our hearts were

warmed and our lives brightened in our efforts is an understatement. I found myself a few times with tears rolling down my

cheeks at gratitude to have been in the right place at the right time, or feeling so blessed to be in a position to help others.

Or humbled by the joy in other people's faces. It truley is better to give then to recieve and I feel my soul renewed and my

heart so enlarged after the amazing experiences that I was able to have this Christmas season.

On a slightly different-yet similar note, when Adam and I exchange gifts, we do a few things. One of which is we try to find

 a gift that doesnt cost a lot of money, so that Christmas doesnt just become totally commercial & there is some sweet

thought that went into something really heartfelt.

So, adam presented me with my present. He seemed nervous. Which made me nervous. Everyone knows you can read my

emotions on my face. To the point where my best girlfriend says "FACE RADELLE" if we are out in public and I (for example)

see a naked guy walking around the park all nonchalant (note: this has never happened) but while everyone else in polite

society knows to be cool & act like they don't see....my face gives me away before I even know. My eyes bugg & my jaw drops.

This is when those who love me whisper (or nudge and yell FACE!). So, if I get the worlds wierdest present, while I try to fake

 being excited and knowing what it is, my face betrays me. Then I feel bad.

So, back to the story, there I was pullling off the lid to the box. Nervously swallowing as beads of sweat are falling off

Adam's forehead. Oh gesh im thinking, we just need to stick to jewelry & perfume...this is just stressfull for both of us!

I lift of the lid and see......black boots. My OLD black boots.

"Oooohh you gave me my old boots!!! How charming" I say...as my face betrays me (im thinking "seriously what the crud??")

Then I notice they are all clean. Sparkling clean. Im touched. He cleaned & conditioned my favorite leather boots.

"No he says, look closer, at the stitching" You see internet. I love these boots (see original post below). But their stitching

started to let loose fairly quickly after buying them. It made me sad.

Turns out, adam had taken them to a leathersmith lady

& she repaired them. She was so cute & so old he tipped her 200%. I just grinned.  They were as good as new. 

He saw a need & filled it. This is the man I adore. So thoughtful to both me and the lady. Oh how I love him.

(scroll down past photo)

Here is the original post from the day I bought the boots (fall 2008):

Frugal & Frivolous

Ok internet, here is the scoop. Adam and I went to west-ed last night. ....

Let me get to the point. I have been wanting some stilleto-"y" type of boots for the fall, winter, spring seasons.

My last pair were $40 from walmart and id been wearing them for 4 years. And im pretty sure they were  p-l-e-a-t-h-e-r-.

 the sole was cracked and the right foot hurt.

 it was sad. I was sad.

So, with no time to spare as the weather is getting cooler, and, lets face it, fall fashions are in full force..I had to hurry

and get these boots!!

So, I went from shoe store to shoe store. Nothing was making me happy. Im not into the pointy toe ones as adam

 thinks the look like witch shoes (and I tend to agree), and besides, think of the torture on my toe that tends to become

 ingrown (did I just lose all my "glamour" by disclosing that??)  ( update:<--- pls note, ive since had surgery on that toe and

such annoyances are no longer a problem. wahoo!!!)

.....so the search continued. Me pushing rock's stroller through the hoards of annoying people who cant part the sea

 to let my big rig through.....agh...

and then I saw them.

I actually jumped up and down and said "Rock, these are THEM!!!" in typical male fashion, he looked at the floor and

 then at a cheap pair hanging beside his shoulder ( a pointy toe pair none the less....agh..). I had those bad boys on in

about 2 seconds flat and was modeling them for him. I do have to say that the look on his face said it all. Even he, a male,

looked impressed! that sealed the deal. they were coming home with us.

At the till, I flipped them over to check out the price and saw that they were....gasp...Ralph Lauren. A huge grin

 crossed my face. We werent in kansas anymore dorthy.

 I was about to buy my first brand name something (ok, not my first, but it rarely happens as I always go for the bargains...).

 Is it wrong that I was giddy and yet secretly sad that the label was so descrete? I mean, it would be nice

 (as I told adam later) if it said "ralph lauren" in huge print across the toe or something......

(I need to get out and buy name brand more often..sigh...)

......

So, I had to present the $---(very expensive) purchase to adam. I started by saying,

 'they were regularly $399, I stole these bad boys officer, arrest me now, but let me keep the boots please!"

Adam just grinned (hes so good this way, lets me buy anything). I went on "i'll wear them all the time, they are like an investment,

in fact spread over 5 years, these boots are really quite cheap on a daily basis. like really cheap. and they will last forever......

( I went on)...

in fact they may even be a business write-off as I could wear them to consultations, thus showing brides that im hip,

stylish, with-it, but yet, still professional...... think about honey! these are going to MAKE us money!!!"

He just smiled and said "I remember hearing this same speech not that long ago....what was it for?

 hmmm... oh the boots that you bought last fall ...." I replied "errrr...honey those have a totally different heel....duh".... 

He just smiled sweetly(in true adam style) He could see I was in love and he was not going up against these boots.

wise choice jensen...wise choice....

Upon arriving home, we settled in to watch a movie, and I put on the boots. Over my sweatpants. the affair had begun.

He just laughed. really hard.