Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Not bad for Saskatchewan

So remember when I said Saskatoon is SO NICE in the summer? Well here's a little look at what I was talking about...

This is the river as viewed by yours truly as I drive to and from work every day, and on my afternoon strolls across the bridge.

This is the boulevard behind my apt building.

Gorgeous right?

And here's the skate park? kiddie pool? I took the photo after they drained it for the day (which they do around 5:30) Picture this full of water and toddlers everywhere. I just figured people would think I was creepy if I started taking pics of their children. Especially because they prob already thought I was weird for chillin here - without any children. It was my chill spot first people. I loved here before it had water. This is my little secret garden. I like to read and play my ook and tan here. It's only a couple blocks from my apt.

I like this place. If I have to be alone, at least it's a lovely lonely.

Sunday, July 17, 2011

12 Days
2 Hours
29 Minutes
44 Seconds

43 Seconds

42 Seconds

41 Seconds

Yeah I'm counting seconds.

This boy needs to come home.

This is the pic that comes up on my countdown for his return. I thought it seemed appropriate. And amusing.

But I mean really...

It's time. Almost.

Saturday, July 16, 2011


I am a survivor of the 50 hour work week.

I might make a t-shirt. That's how relieved and thrilled I am to be done.

I am now in my swimsuit, laying flat on my back, in a little park a couple blocks from my house, where the community has filled a cement skateboard dome with water so children can play. It's brilliant really. And it's sunny and hot and I don't intend to move from my blanket anytime soon. I have my book and my ook and I couldn't be more content.

Peace out.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Quittin Time

Remember when I said I really need these last three weeks to fly by? (and by 3 weeks, I mean 17 days 3 hours and 2 minutes) I take it back. I need these last three weeks to be over.

Good News: I GOT A JOB!!! The office I've been temping at all summer hired me full-time! Wahoo! One of their hygienists has been struggling with health stuff and has called in sick or simply failed to come in a lot in the past few months and today was no different. I'm not entirely sure whether this girl decided she wasn't going to be able to keep working anymore given her recent history and continuous illness, or whether she was encouraged to stop trying (aka fired), I have no clue. All I know is I get her job now. Is it just an indefinite sick leave fill or an actual permanent full-time job? Good question. Don't care. So in general I'll be working 9 hour days, mon-thurs. Awesome right? Well on the other hand...

Bad News: I'm scheduled to temp this week mon, tues, fri, sat. Split between two offices. But because this girl called in sick suddenly today and won't be coming back... the office has weeks and weeks booked solid for her. Which means I'm now working tomorrow (wed) and thurs, too. Don't worry, I'll do the math for you. It's 50. 50 hour work week this week. Is that legal? 2nd bogus part of this ordeal... because yeah, there's a 2nd downside. I was planning on going home Sunday because I wasn't scheduled to work until the next Friday. As you can assume by this point - I'm now needed to work next week. Yuck. Which means 9 hour days mon-thurs and then friday's 8 hours. Just another 44 hours. No biggie. Then obviously they have patients scheduled for the next week too, but that just so happens to be the week leading up to Kanzi's wedding - and Trent's return! and then I'm taking a week and a half after that off since Trent will finally be back... I doubt the office will be thrilled by that. They have a lot of rescheduling to do. But at least they have less immediate rescheduling to do? Whatever.

At least I have a job! I can stop worrying about what's going to happen when summer ends and this office stops going on vacation. I get to stay! These two weeks are going to be long.  And I'm still waiting on word to move upstairs. Things could get crazy. I know I already am.

Monday, July 11, 2011


I got to spend another few days with family last week before I had to come back to work this week - only 3 more weeks! I yi yi, I just need these three weeks to fly by.

On my way to southern AB I stopped outside of Drumheller to visit Trent's brother Kurt and his wife Meg, and their two girls, Tate and Mani. They're the sweetest little girls... I dubbed them sugar and spice while I was there, though they both have a little of each. Tate has brown hair and big brown eyes and more olive skin, while Mani has blonde hair, blue eyes, and fair skin - hence the sugar and spice. And I would say Tate is a little more spice and Mani is a little more sugar currently - but Meg laughed and ensured me Mani has enough spice in her too, and Tate loves everything and everyone which is pretty sweet. We just played outside and fed the goats and ate freezies and had a good day. It was sunny and hot and wonderful. I love playing with those girls.

Then I carried on to Lethbridge and found out that we'd be babysitting my niece, Riley, for the weekend. I was actually so excited because I don't think I've seen that girl since Trent and I got married (which was already 7 months ago!). She's already 4 1/2 and going to kindergarten this fall, which is crazy to me in my head. I can still see sumo baby, and the toddler that called me "an guppies" (her attempt at Aunt Cathy). She's all grown up now, but still calls me auntie guppy sometimes because that's what Mark calls me - and probably always will.

Riley is hilarious and just has that little kid imagination down to a T. I stubbed my toe and she's immediately playing doctor, and making me lie down because I had a "twist ankle". She proceeded to pull out her doctor kit and check my temperature and says, "Last year your temperature was little, but I'm sorry, your temperature is very big now." Then she checks my blood pressure, "Auntie Cathy, your blood plessure is on the roof!" I moan and say "Oh man!" and she says, "I know, I don't know what to say either, I'm sorry, but you are very sick." She checks some other things and then looks at me gravely and says, "Auntie Cathy, you are very sick, you have swallowed a radio!" Where do kids come up with this stuff?! Oh it was a good time. She was a very demanding doctor though. She told me I would have to stay in bed for 42 years. That must have been one big radio. Not gonna lie though, I am so not ready for a 4 year old, that girl is exhausting, and needs a sibling to play with. But she loves her aunt guppy and I love it.

There was plenty more lounging in kiddie pools, reading my book, and visiting with a little bit older family. Including a trip with Trent's mom and sister Kanzi, who's getting married at the end of the month and moving into her first house, so we went to look at kitchen cupboards and countertops and appliances. It was a good time. And plenty of card games and visiting and exercising with people. All good.

PS. I still love my ook. And maybe this week will be the week I get a pic of me with it up.

Monday, July 4, 2011

I love long weekends.

I love weekends.

I love Henry Ford for creating the weekend.

I love London for being the first place to make formal swimming pools.

I love kiddie pools. And if I knew who invented them, I'd love them too.

I love family.

I love friends.

I love sunshine, and God for blessing us with an amazing sunny warm weekend.

I love rodeos.

I love cowboys, and love that Trent looks dang good dressed like one.

I love BBQs.

I love summer dresses.

I love just chilling.

I love card games.

I love fireworks, and I especially love the biggest loudest sparkliest ones.

I love laughing. A lot.

I love love.