Bathing Suits, Bicycles, and Bad Drivers

Today was a great day.

Today I made a delicious breakfast for one.

Today I put on my swimsuit, packed a bag, and went to the park 2 blocks away that has a splash pool and ample sunny grass for reading my kindle.

Today I stayed at that park for 4 hours until I was good and tanned (burned) and had read 45% of my book.

Today I had a handful of skittles and a bottle of water for lunch.

Today I finally hauled mine and Trent's bikes out of the back seat of my car where they've been chillin' since last weekend when I brought them back from Leth.

Today I learned that bikes get really hot in the back seat of cars and should be taken out in the morning while it's still cool so you don't have to use oven mitts to get them out and they don't scald you every time they bump your skin.

Today I went for a bike ride.

Today I almost got hit by an ambulance on said bike ride.

Yes, today I was riding down Clarence when an ambulance swerved to go around a car waiting to turn left and that ambulance came within a foot of me on my bike; pinning me between it and the curb. I had to slam on my brakes and lean away so it didn't swipe me. If I hadn't been so concerned with my life, I would have hit the side of the ambulance with my hand out of fury and to make a point of how close it was to me. A truck drove past me after and the lady called out the window that she had seen that and asked if I was okay. At least someone else witnessed my near death experience and could have called an ambulance if one had hit me.

Today I remembered how much I love riding my bike, though, despite ambulances.

Today I rode to a friend's house just because I could and hung out while her hilarious kids danced for us. (I love dancing kids) (I love dancing)
Today I watched my friend's baby sip pool water off the pavement. Repeatedly.

Today was pizza Friday at their house. I love pizza Friday.

Today I had a good conversation with my husband.

Today I love technology for keeping people far away close.

Today I wore my swimsuit all day.

Today was a great day.

Tomorrow is going to be a great day, too.

BIG news

I realize it's been a while since I've written anything.
I have a couple excuses:
A) Trent was working in Moose Jaw and only home on weekends for a month and a half, so I really didn't have a whole lot to write about, then
B) Trent graduated, became a dentist, we went house hunting, and Trent left for boot camp! so I haven't had time to write about all that's been going on.

So here's my BIG news!
1) Trent graduated from Dentistry and is a full out officially licensed dentist!

Trent's awesome Captain's uniform. He didn't actually wear it to the banquet, but boy he should have, eh?! It's niiiiiice. But the banquet was awesome! Great food, great speakers, great company, great night.



2) After HOURS of grueling internet stalking, we went on our house hunting trip to Cold Lake!

We arrived with 34 houses on our "short list" to see, our realtor crossed off numerous houses because they had sold or had pending offers, and because a couple weren't worth looking at. I think we ended up looking at maybe 16 houses? I don't even remember. Two days, 16 houses, and the last one we arrived at was...

Trent - "It's perfect, we'll take it." He ran around the backyard for 10 min before he even came inside. Where he announced again, "It's perfect, we'll take it." I wasn't quite as sold as he was initially. I mean from the outside, heck yeah, but the facelift it needs on the inside... I came around after we made some reno plans and Trenty promised to make it as beautiful inside as out. I love it.

But how do you say no to this place??

So we didn't!

As of tonight, we are officially homeowners! It was a crazy last minute run around. Trent may have had words with our mortgage broker and our realtor was a little stressed and sliding in our final info at the last minute. But by 9pm (the deadline) we were homeowners!! SO EXCITING!!!

Ta da!

And now...

Trenty goes off to war :(

Ok, boot camp.

For 2 months.

Psychologically, I was prepared for this moment.

Emotionally, I was not.

My head knew he was leaving.

My heart only just realized it.

And broke.

*deep breath*

Let the countdown begin.

*sigh*

Let the summer begin! Already, I want to quit my job and just do what I want. Oh well, there'll be plenty of time for fun and games.





A little forward, no?

So I got into an elevator today and once in, realized it was going up not down. I look at the only other person in the elevator, a middle aged asian man, and say, "I'll follow you up and then go back down." To which he responds, "Wanna hold hands?" as he holds his hand out to me. WHAT?! I'm sure I  made a face, but I try to just smile, and laugh and say, "Well that might be hard to explain to my husband... 'You held a strangers hand in an elevator?!'" Luckily the elevator doors then open and the asian man laughs and walks onto the 4th floor. As I head back down to the lobby, all I can think is, "Did he really hold his hand out?" AHAHAHAHAHA uhhh thanks stranger?

Today's Random Thoughts

Sometimes I wish I was pregnant so I had an excuse for my ponch.

I need to buy a hula hoop.

My new thing

I want a bow. Not a pretty pink one you tie in your hair. No. Be serious. One you shoot an arrow with!

Trent has a wicked bow and has been busting it out practicing a  bunch lately and I've been remembering how much I used to LOVE archery in my YW's days. And ever since a couple weeks ago when I made a comment to Trent's mom about how I'd love to have my own bow to shoot (while we were watching Trent shoot his), I haven't been able to get the idea out of my head.

Here comes my embarrassing story of the week, though. Trent and I went out yesterday, just to run errands and check stuff out here and there and we ended up in a hunting/fishing/outdoorsy store. We needed more 22 bullets because I love shooting the 22 and tend to go through a lot when we go out... Well you can see where this is going, we wandered over to the bow counter to check things out. Trent asks if they have anything that would fit me and what do they pull down? A little pink bow. Call me crazy, but I kind of don't like when people hand me pink things just because I'm a girl, maybe especially hunting stuff. Maybe because I've never been a pink girl, maybe if it was purple or any other colour, I wouldn't sniff at it. But like previously stated, I don't want a pretty pink bow. Anyways, they pull the pink one and a much cooler, more hardcore, and let's be honest {better} bow down. They tell us all about them and then give me the good bow to try pulling to see if I can. I can't. I'm sure it looked like I wasn't even trying. It's like doing a crunch/sit-up, you crunch until you hit that point when no matter how long you sit in that position, you're not going any further. Well I pulled with all my might, and that string just stopped and wasn't going anywhere. I vaguely remember the boys across the counter and Trent saying things to coach me on how to pull and that I might have to really push/pull hard to get it. Thanks team, it's still not happening. So they unwind the weight as much as they can so I can pull it. Except I still can't. That's awkward. I'm pretty sure this bow is as beginner as you can get. But wait, there's the pink bow. It goes down in weight a little more than the cool bow. Go figure. Luckily lil pink is a lefty so they have to grab it's brother - the exact same, but camo and righty. They crank him down and hand him over. Oh hallelujah, I can pull it! That would have actually been embarrassing. The boys tell me we can get this righty one in pink, too if I'd like. I wouldn't like.

Good news is we can buy a bow that I can pull and it doesn't have to be pink. The bad news is the weight I'm at right now is 10lbs below hunting regulation so I couldn't actually go out and hunt with Trent if I wanted.

Good news is we don't even have to buy a new bow for me. Because the bad news is I can use the bow Trent got when he was 12. Awkward.

Good news is, the boys at the counter say I should be up to 40lbs (regulation, and strong enough to get the super cool, good bow) within a month or two of solid practice at 30lbs. Bad news is we don't know if Trent's little bow will actually go that low.

Robbie and Bailey picked it up for us this weekend in Raymond and are bringing it back, so fingers crossed that I can use it! If not, I'm officially remotivated to hit the gym again. It's been too long a stint away. I really want a bow! Even after my humiliating efforts at the store, it just made me more excited to get Trent's! Once they got it to a weight I could pull... I love that feeling. I forgot about that feeling. I want a bow!