Time has been skittering away from me lately on insect feet. I spent most of this past week in Edmonton, working during the day and meeting up with friends at night.
Korp was over last weekend (we had a blast), so she and I drove back to the city together. We ended up counting things to stay awake: 232 semi-trucks, 144 horses, 35 road-curve signs, 4 incidences of roadkill (yum yum), 3 cop cars, and oh so much more.
Sarah was kind enough to let me crash at her place at night, and I had the enviable position of sleeping on the hide-a-bed. It wasn't exactly comfort in a bag (too many springs), but I was supremely greatful for a place to rest my head. Hooray for Sarah!
Monday was great fun, a bunch of McKernanites met me for dinner at Red Robin's. Andy-roo, Ben, Beth, Julianna, Amy, Mrs Bienert, Korp all crowded around the table and we played catch-up. It was great to see them again: I only wish I'd had more one-on-one time!
I also took a trip to the always-splendid Ikea, to find that my kitchen timer and desk file holder were no longer being produced. I did, however, find some lovely fold-up table-chairs to use for when we have company, so that we don't have to roll our office chairs out to the kitchen table.
I took a morning off to get my passport, arrived to the passport office at 8am, thinking there wouldn't be too big a lineup, since it opens at 8am. There were already 50 people in front of me. I spoke with an agent only to find that I needed my birth certificate, and had forgotten it at home (a 4+ hour drive away). Oops. I had to find a registry office, order & wait for a noon-time-ready print, and then rush back to the office. So much for getting back to work early!
The drive home was long. I stopped a third of the way home at a rest stop to get some shut-eye. I'm always a bit afraid of waking up to someone trying to break into my car, or banging on the windows or something. I slept in the back seat (seems safer, somehow) and was awakened to a thump on my windshield. I opened bleary eyes to see a silver fox trying to climb up my windshield. You know you live in the boonies when...
The rest of the week was playing catch-up at work before my trip, since I'm now down to 2 remaining work days. Thank goodness. I really need a break, so the trip should be lovely for that!
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
the big 2-7
I thought that after the 2 pages of happy-birthdays on Facebook, maybe I should fill you in on what happened (all 3 people who read my blog;) - plus, it's fun to talk about.
The attached photo was taken shortly after my first birthday party - the murder mystery luau. I was unfortunate enough to have forgot my camera (sounds so unlike me!) and so am still waiting for the more luau-ey photos. It turned out that Mr Phineas T Wingate (brewer and cat fiend extraordinare) was murdered - and we were all suspects. We met over a massive fondue to find out who murdered him, and why. I was Nellie Couche, a young (not so) innocent. Dear J was the butler (and for once, the butler wasn't the murderer!). It was a smashing time, full of deep-fried foods and laughter. Thaks Britt, for hosting and planning!
A day before the luau (which you can only invite 8 guests to), Lindy from J's work called to see what we were doing for my birthday! She organized the Tucker gang, and we all met on Saturday for Earls dinner (I got to wear a boa, thanks Lindy) and a viewing of Mr Bean's Holiday.
Jeremie is still working on my present, so he's been getting pieces in the mail every so often and keeps apologizing that it's late. But hey - while I wait, he managed to come up with a CD, some flowers, and a new memory card for my digicam. And that just in time for my trip!
Thanks to all who sent lovely birthday wishes and cards (Erika and Mom, I just got your cards today). It's been one great week!
The attached photo was taken shortly after my first birthday party - the murder mystery luau. I was unfortunate enough to have forgot my camera (sounds so unlike me!) and so am still waiting for the more luau-ey photos. It turned out that Mr Phineas T Wingate (brewer and cat fiend extraordinare) was murdered - and we were all suspects. We met over a massive fondue to find out who murdered him, and why. I was Nellie Couche, a young (not so) innocent. Dear J was the butler (and for once, the butler wasn't the murderer!). It was a smashing time, full of deep-fried foods and laughter. Thaks Britt, for hosting and planning!
A day before the luau (which you can only invite 8 guests to), Lindy from J's work called to see what we were doing for my birthday! She organized the Tucker gang, and we all met on Saturday for Earls dinner (I got to wear a boa, thanks Lindy) and a viewing of Mr Bean's Holiday.
Jeremie is still working on my present, so he's been getting pieces in the mail every so often and keeps apologizing that it's late. But hey - while I wait, he managed to come up with a CD, some flowers, and a new memory card for my digicam. And that just in time for my trip!
Thanks to all who sent lovely birthday wishes and cards (Erika and Mom, I just got your cards today). It's been one great week!
Friday, October 5, 2007
Thanksgiving!
I'm so excited for the family to come for thanksgiving - I don't' have to wait too much longer! Mom said they'd be in around 2 or 3 am (it's a long drive, about 12 hours) and so I have time to kill!
This photo is from tonight's youth event, Bigger and Better. Where we go to your door, and ask you if you'll trade us for something bigger or better than what we've got. And keep going until time's up! I thought we would for sure win when we went toothpick > ceiling fan > barbecue > deck chairs > twin bed frames. But no - we were foiled by the group who traded their couch for a car! It's pure and utter craziness, that's what it is.
Mom, Dad, Erika and Chuck are driving up tonight and staying until Monday. It will be so good to see everyone again! I haven't seen Mom and Dad in at least 4-5 months, and it'll be their first time seeing our new home.
We're also planning a huge turkey dinner with the works: gravy, stuffing, mashed potatoes, candied yams, pickled carrots, homemade cranberry sauce, salad, and pie! It's a group effort, with everyone bringing something. And oh, am I looking forward to that gravy!
I received a package couriered to us in J's name. I opened it, paused while reading the manifest, and stopped. My birthday is next week, and I suspect that it might be something for me! I love surprises too much to ruin it.
Speaking of my birthday... next week I turn 27. It's funny how fast the time flies! Britt and I have been scheming together to come up with something good, at least since the spa party we were at two nights ago. We're throwing a luau-murder mystery-fondue party at her place, and it's going to be great!
And there's only 26 days until I start the trek to California with some buddies for 5 Hanson concerts!
*dances*
This photo is from tonight's youth event, Bigger and Better. Where we go to your door, and ask you if you'll trade us for something bigger or better than what we've got. And keep going until time's up! I thought we would for sure win when we went toothpick > ceiling fan > barbecue > deck chairs > twin bed frames. But no - we were foiled by the group who traded their couch for a car! It's pure and utter craziness, that's what it is.
Mom, Dad, Erika and Chuck are driving up tonight and staying until Monday. It will be so good to see everyone again! I haven't seen Mom and Dad in at least 4-5 months, and it'll be their first time seeing our new home.
We're also planning a huge turkey dinner with the works: gravy, stuffing, mashed potatoes, candied yams, pickled carrots, homemade cranberry sauce, salad, and pie! It's a group effort, with everyone bringing something. And oh, am I looking forward to that gravy!
I received a package couriered to us in J's name. I opened it, paused while reading the manifest, and stopped. My birthday is next week, and I suspect that it might be something for me! I love surprises too much to ruin it.
Speaking of my birthday... next week I turn 27. It's funny how fast the time flies! Britt and I have been scheming together to come up with something good, at least since the spa party we were at two nights ago. We're throwing a luau-murder mystery-fondue party at her place, and it's going to be great!
And there's only 26 days until I start the trek to California with some buddies for 5 Hanson concerts!
*dances*
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