The Past Few Dayz
Kicking off the weekend was a birthday party in honor of Jarett. Seeing as there were at one point 25 people stumbling around our place, the dorky VAF post I made was just the trick. I must say, a big thank you to everyone who came out to show Wile Bobcat the love of friendship and a darn good time. The surprise cake made by the local bakery was a hit, I'll definitely remember them when choosing deserts, and also that our bed can hold a good amount of bodies... uh huh ^.-
Sunday became a joy at the Vancouver Zoo. The Helping Pawz group went out to support the Telus Walk for Diabetes, cheering on the participants, amusing the children, and the adults alike. The weather held off allowing everyone to enjoy the event; the suiters were great and the coordinators had nothing but praise to give us. I have been a little weary about joining the group and going out on events- still having laps of anxiety around the people in the group, but it boils down to helping out and having a day out and about having fun. One thing I will note though, the amount of people we have is not an issue. Not ever being in suit, it looks to me to be a godsend to have a break while someone else heads out. Maybe for some events there is no need for quite as many, but to me the kids react to the different characters, as they should. These are just my opinions, nothing more; I'm just glad to see and hear that it is all welcomed and that the group is wanted for future events, great job everyone!
Jarett and I had a quick relationship in the grand scheme of things. We had talked online for a long while, did some webcam chats, and even phone call, but from the time we met in person to our decision to be married was in haste. It didn't seem that fast while it was all happening and even after the feathers have fallen, the time and decision was well worth it and happiness still grows. There are times of frustration, mostly on my end, ideas of regret on some fields, but when it comes down to the final question, it is Yes; yes I would do it all again and yes I am happy where I stand today.
We did not have the time nor funds to afford full wedding; our parents were the wittinesses, something I could not describe in the pride I felt nor the honor of our parents accepting Jarett and I as Us. Since the circumstances were not ideal, things were put aside and the fat trimmed from everything until I could actually be up and living in Canada. One thing was a ring... an object that is totally useless but desired. We had decided to go custom for out bands, as custom as our relationship has been. A lot of planning and decisions upon style, our order went in not too long ago to a local jeweler. Jarett came home this past friday with the rings, placed it upon my finger where it now sits in all its glory. A nice story it tells of two fallen in love: the deep garnet and the brilliant alexandrite on either side of a pure crystal diamond. I'm proud to wear it in the design but the meaning behind it is what makes the piece priceless. Utterly speechless, my smile I hope, makes up for the words I cannot express towards Jarett for all it means and all he means to me.
Other news to offer up for today: a power-outage from 7pm last night to 7am this morning struck our area. It was amusing when we took the dog for a walk and noted that some areas were still lit but others were totally left in the dark. I had been sitting at home when it first went out and it made me think what it was like in the old days. Candles lit, appliances off, traffic at a minimum, Coquitlam Avenue seemed deserted. Although calming and eerie, it's odd how dependent we are on the simple noises of a humming refrigerator and the glow of a digital clock. With the background noise dead, life makes it's own music, which to our ears, is alien. It was to my own amusement, I do believe we depend on too much technology but not to the dimensions of what people think; the little background noises that we are so use to really do make a difference when they are suddenly tuned out. Another note is our wonderful alarm system- 4am the battery must have depleted and we were serenaded by the high pitched squeal of the fire-siren outside out bedroom, the hallway bells are nothing compared to that shrill squeal. A laugh, I must admit, but poor Jarett was not so much amused. Cest La Vie dear love, such things happen.
Sunday became a joy at the Vancouver Zoo. The Helping Pawz group went out to support the Telus Walk for Diabetes, cheering on the participants, amusing the children, and the adults alike. The weather held off allowing everyone to enjoy the event; the suiters were great and the coordinators had nothing but praise to give us. I have been a little weary about joining the group and going out on events- still having laps of anxiety around the people in the group, but it boils down to helping out and having a day out and about having fun. One thing I will note though, the amount of people we have is not an issue. Not ever being in suit, it looks to me to be a godsend to have a break while someone else heads out. Maybe for some events there is no need for quite as many, but to me the kids react to the different characters, as they should. These are just my opinions, nothing more; I'm just glad to see and hear that it is all welcomed and that the group is wanted for future events, great job everyone!
Jarett and I had a quick relationship in the grand scheme of things. We had talked online for a long while, did some webcam chats, and even phone call, but from the time we met in person to our decision to be married was in haste. It didn't seem that fast while it was all happening and even after the feathers have fallen, the time and decision was well worth it and happiness still grows. There are times of frustration, mostly on my end, ideas of regret on some fields, but when it comes down to the final question, it is Yes; yes I would do it all again and yes I am happy where I stand today.
We did not have the time nor funds to afford full wedding; our parents were the wittinesses, something I could not describe in the pride I felt nor the honor of our parents accepting Jarett and I as Us. Since the circumstances were not ideal, things were put aside and the fat trimmed from everything until I could actually be up and living in Canada. One thing was a ring... an object that is totally useless but desired. We had decided to go custom for out bands, as custom as our relationship has been. A lot of planning and decisions upon style, our order went in not too long ago to a local jeweler. Jarett came home this past friday with the rings, placed it upon my finger where it now sits in all its glory. A nice story it tells of two fallen in love: the deep garnet and the brilliant alexandrite on either side of a pure crystal diamond. I'm proud to wear it in the design but the meaning behind it is what makes the piece priceless. Utterly speechless, my smile I hope, makes up for the words I cannot express towards Jarett for all it means and all he means to me.
Other news to offer up for today: a power-outage from 7pm last night to 7am this morning struck our area. It was amusing when we took the dog for a walk and noted that some areas were still lit but others were totally left in the dark. I had been sitting at home when it first went out and it made me think what it was like in the old days. Candles lit, appliances off, traffic at a minimum, Coquitlam Avenue seemed deserted. Although calming and eerie, it's odd how dependent we are on the simple noises of a humming refrigerator and the glow of a digital clock. With the background noise dead, life makes it's own music, which to our ears, is alien. It was to my own amusement, I do believe we depend on too much technology but not to the dimensions of what people think; the little background noises that we are so use to really do make a difference when they are suddenly tuned out. Another note is our wonderful alarm system- 4am the battery must have depleted and we were serenaded by the high pitched squeal of the fire-siren outside out bedroom, the hallway bells are nothing compared to that shrill squeal. A laugh, I must admit, but poor Jarett was not so much amused. Cest La Vie dear love, such things happen.