Besides not blogging myself, I haven’t been reading any blogs. I just haven’t had the time! But I miss it! I missed big events. Elizabeth had her baby!! There are probably more things that I’ve missed, but there are still 209 posts in my reader, so obviously I’m not caught up yet.

It’s been kind of nice living in “real life” though. Anna didn’t make it to the Bible study we both attend on Thursday mornings, so we got together Friday morning. And afternoon. Our three little blond kids got along better than I expected. (Liliana doesn’t usually like other human beings.)

Time just kind of flew and before we knew it, it was almost 1:00pm, and I was supposed to pick up my race package with Kami for the CIBC Run for the Cure on Sunday.

Since Anna and Kami hadn’t seen each other for a few months, Anna suggested that I leave Liliana with her, get my race package, and then meet back at her place with Kami so we could all have coffee together. It was an awesome idea. I really enjoy those two ladies.

Photo by Kamden

(Yes, ladies, I’m emailing you the photos right away. Feel free to steal this one if you want, because I take forever to do things. I give the two of you permission.)

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Saturday was a rough day for me. It was one of those days. I struggled to smile through work, but when I got home, I completely crashed. Thankfully, I’ve got a very forgiving, laid-back, hard-working husband who did dinner with the kids so that I could have some down time after work. He even did the bedtime routine with them and put them to bed.

Saturday night we were going to catch up on some DVR’d shows from the week when Noah noticed that we had water coming through our ceiling in the kitchen. Awesome.

We’ve been told before that we pay more for rent than we should for a two-bedroom apartment, but consider this. In the first place we lived after we were married, our rent, including utilities, was almost $200 less than we’re paying now. It had one more bedroom, more square feet, a HUGE back yard, it was the top half of a house, and we had (shared) laundry in the basement. BUT, it took a year and a day for our landlord to come and fix anything, unless it was on fire. Literally. (It only happened once, and it was the oven – wiring, not my fault.) There were things that the landlord PROMISED would be done before we moved in, and they were still not done when we moved out almost three years later.

Our apartment, while small, has nothing wrong with it. Our suite, and the building itself, is very well maintained, as is the surrounding area – including a huge field and an outdoor swimming pool. And when something goes wrong, they deal with it right away.

When we noticed the water leaking, Noah started cleaning it up while I got ahold of the after-hours service for the company that owns our building. We had someone at our house within half an hour. It was 10:30pm. THAT, my friends, is good service.

It turned out that the people in the unit above us had left their dishwasher on and it was one of those ones that plugged into the sink. The problem was, that they left the plug in the sink. Again, awesome.

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Sunday morning I discovered that my new cell phone’s alarm clock tool was a little more complicated than I thought, because I set it for 7:00am, but did not wake up until 8:13am when my bladder was threatening to implode. I had to be at a staff meeting at 8:30am, Kami was picking me up from there to go to the Run for the Cure, and then she was dropping me back off for my 11:30am shift. Awesome.

I grabbed everything for my run and for work, and headed for my breakfast staff meeting. Thankfully, I didn’t forget anything. But, as I sat down for the meeting, I realized that I’d put my watch on upside down. Mornings are not my thing.

Kami and I got to the race starting line a little early and danced around to the beat of the drum (literally) to keep warm until the race started. We (Kami) decided that we should run the entire thing without stopping. She is my coach, supporter, encourager, and challenger. We did it. I tried not to let the fact that a lot of people were passing us at the beginning get to me. I forgot all about it when we crossed the finish line of our 5k run with a time of 32:22 – my personal 5k record.

When I got off work that night, I could hardly move. My legs had reached their limit and Noah spent the rest of the evening referring to me as an old lady because of how I was walking.

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Noah and the girls are heading to Manitoba this weekend to join his parents at his grandma’s house for Thanksgiving. Since I work all weekend, I was going to stay home alone. By the time Monday hits, I will have worked nineteen (19!) days straight. I was looking forward to a day off (finally!) and getting the house back together.

The thing is, my husband kind of likes me and apparently wants me to join him and the girls for Thanksgiving. I can see his point. So, my plan for the next couple days consists of getting all the laundry washed, dried, folded, and put away (to me, those are four SEPARATE chores), replacing the sandals basket with the hats and mitts basket in the front closet, getting our winter gear out of storage, cleaning all the summer and too small clothes out of the girls’ closets, and finishing the editing for the photo shoots I’ve done recently. I’m thinking it’s going to take a lot of time, and therefore I may be absent on this blog AGAIN this week. Please forgive me if I’m absent in your comments as well.

It’s not you, it’s me.

And I really mean that!

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This one is my favorite.

I’m off to a wedding shower tomorrow and was shopping today for it. I figured with the Canadian Tire fiasco we had with our wedding, such as 8 George Foreman grills that we could only get Canadian Tire credit for (which ended up to be sweet by the way) I’m going to include the receipt.

Anyway, I’m off to try convince Kaylie that it’s okay to go to bed when it’s still light out. Stupid daylight savings stabbing me in the back. Have a good night all!

You know, in most relationships it’s the woman who has the shoe fetish. Well, not in my case. My husband loves shoes. Every spare penny he gets he wants to spend on shoes. Oh well, at least they’re cool shoes!! He’s a Puma kid. I guess I should just feel blessed that he’s a good dresser.

Anyway all, I hope you all have a great evening.