Gellaty Nut Farm

Pip, Artemis and I at the Historical Gellaty Nut Farm in West Kelowna. The farm is over 100 years old. The Gellaty’s emigrated from Scottland, raised 11 children and bought 300 acres right on Okanagan Lake. It is a very beautiful, serene place with walnut, chestnut and hazelnut trees. As I was walking around the farm I felt a small nut fall on my head. It wasn’t until I got home and Pip looked at my hair that we discovered it wasn’t a nut. No, as luck would have it, a bird shat on my head!

Tonight I am resurrecting our usual winter routine (even thought he weather here is gorgeous!)–Wednesday night home made pizza and Imax movie on the wall at home. Pizza is very simple as I make food processor dough, and buy already grated cheese.
Tabs has choir tonight and I promised I’d take Mist to trim her hair (just the back as it is growing in fast).

My face is flaring up again! It is deep type of cysts. I never had bad skin as a teen–I’ve always had great skin…but now it is rebelling! I am on an antibiotic (because the cysts get painful) and I am going to get a face peel and may even consider laser. On the antibiotic my skin is beautiful but I don’t want to have to be on it forever! The cure is to get pregnant. Pregnancy always balances the hormones perfectly. But I couldn’t bare another labour. I am the first to admit I adore babies and would happily have one every five years or so for the rest of my life if it were humanly possible. However, pregnancy and labour are no picnic. So I guess that solution is out.

May talk Peter into a foreign film night out with moi later tonight. But we may be pooped after family pizza night.