My current life, summarized for posterity
Okay. It's been a while since I updated, so let's just run through it quickly.
1) I still haven't heard back from the Aquarium, nor can I get a straight answer from the about whether they have even hired ANYBODY yet.
2) I'm looking for jobs in local vet clinics because I am unemployed.
3) My trip cross-country with Benn to BC was awesome. We considered this our yurt - Rick, the trivia guy from Sackville, once said that before any couple get married they should first be required to spend a couple of weeks together in a yurt. If you can survive a small confined space with no other distractions for that time period, your marriage will probably survive, too. Benn and I didn't have a couple of weeks, but surely one week stuck in a car which is cram full of stuff, trying to navigate our way across the continent, driving for 12 or more hours a day... surely that's got to be up there on the list of Situations Which Lead to Bickering. My mother enjoyed this theory so much that she expanded it and made "Y.U.R.T." stand for "Your Ultimate Relationship Test".
But it wasn't that bad. We didn't argue, or even bicker once. It was too much fun. We brought lots of music in the car, and when we got tired of listening to songs the passenger read out loud to the driver. No problemmo.
We went through the states to cut off some time and also to meet Benn's brother who lives in Des Moines and his family - the last of the siblings for me to meet. Plus it was a free place to stay. We swung up through Saskatchewan and stopped at Corner Gas, too, which was awesome. Pictures of the trip can be found here.
4) I am back on Atkins and losing weight. Need to get to my ideal weight so I can start tailoring the wedding dress. Also, and perhaps more importantly, I have a serious addiction to carbohydrates. Feel like scoffing? Once, when I was making dinner last month, Benn went out to get some sour cream. I had such a bad craving for chips, though, that I started looking through the apartment for the tail end of a bag of cheetos I had been snacking on the other night. The bag had disappeared, and while I figured that Benn had probably finished off the last handful and thrown away the bag, I looked through EVERY cupboard, closet, and miscellaneous hiding space in the apartment just in case he had hidden it from me to help me in my attempt to eat better. EVERYWHERE. That, my friends, is addictive behaviour. My friend who lives with an alcoholic agrees - she has seen the same thing, only it's a search for the tail end to last night's wine bottle, instead. Benn came in the door with a bag of chips, and I have never meant "I love you" so sincerely. So it had to stop. I haven't had carbs for over a week now, and I've lost five pounds but when I think about nachos or pasta I almost want to cry, I want them so badly. Instead I have to eat SALAD. Blargh.
5) I am trying hard to find Ivy, but she hasn't posted on LJ in forever - as far as I know, she doesn't even know that Benn and I are engaged. Benn has emailed her, no response. I've looked for her on facebook, no luck. She's not in the phone book, either. Ivy, if you read this, PLEASE contact me. You know my email, or Benn's email, or comment on my LJ or something. I'm in Vancouver, and I miss you. You said, when I saw you last, that you would see me in a year and a half. Time's up. Come out, come out, wherever you are. I hope you are ok.
If anyone knows where Ivy is, or if she is ok, please let me know. I worry about her at night, and I really want to hang out with her. She's my only friend in BC next to Benn, and besides, we got an add-on for Chez Geek (Chez Goth!) and I can't wait to play it with her.
1) I still haven't heard back from the Aquarium, nor can I get a straight answer from the about whether they have even hired ANYBODY yet.
2) I'm looking for jobs in local vet clinics because I am unemployed.
3) My trip cross-country with Benn to BC was awesome. We considered this our yurt - Rick, the trivia guy from Sackville, once said that before any couple get married they should first be required to spend a couple of weeks together in a yurt. If you can survive a small confined space with no other distractions for that time period, your marriage will probably survive, too. Benn and I didn't have a couple of weeks, but surely one week stuck in a car which is cram full of stuff, trying to navigate our way across the continent, driving for 12 or more hours a day... surely that's got to be up there on the list of Situations Which Lead to Bickering. My mother enjoyed this theory so much that she expanded it and made "Y.U.R.T." stand for "Your Ultimate Relationship Test".
But it wasn't that bad. We didn't argue, or even bicker once. It was too much fun. We brought lots of music in the car, and when we got tired of listening to songs the passenger read out loud to the driver. No problemmo.
We went through the states to cut off some time and also to meet Benn's brother who lives in Des Moines and his family - the last of the siblings for me to meet. Plus it was a free place to stay. We swung up through Saskatchewan and stopped at Corner Gas, too, which was awesome. Pictures of the trip can be found here.
4) I am back on Atkins and losing weight. Need to get to my ideal weight so I can start tailoring the wedding dress. Also, and perhaps more importantly, I have a serious addiction to carbohydrates. Feel like scoffing? Once, when I was making dinner last month, Benn went out to get some sour cream. I had such a bad craving for chips, though, that I started looking through the apartment for the tail end of a bag of cheetos I had been snacking on the other night. The bag had disappeared, and while I figured that Benn had probably finished off the last handful and thrown away the bag, I looked through EVERY cupboard, closet, and miscellaneous hiding space in the apartment just in case he had hidden it from me to help me in my attempt to eat better. EVERYWHERE. That, my friends, is addictive behaviour. My friend who lives with an alcoholic agrees - she has seen the same thing, only it's a search for the tail end to last night's wine bottle, instead. Benn came in the door with a bag of chips, and I have never meant "I love you" so sincerely. So it had to stop. I haven't had carbs for over a week now, and I've lost five pounds but when I think about nachos or pasta I almost want to cry, I want them so badly. Instead I have to eat SALAD. Blargh.
5) I am trying hard to find Ivy, but she hasn't posted on LJ in forever - as far as I know, she doesn't even know that Benn and I are engaged. Benn has emailed her, no response. I've looked for her on facebook, no luck. She's not in the phone book, either. Ivy, if you read this, PLEASE contact me. You know my email, or Benn's email, or comment on my LJ or something. I'm in Vancouver, and I miss you. You said, when I saw you last, that you would see me in a year and a half. Time's up. Come out, come out, wherever you are. I hope you are ok.
If anyone knows where Ivy is, or if she is ok, please let me know. I worry about her at night, and I really want to hang out with her. She's my only friend in BC next to Benn, and besides, we got an add-on for Chez Geek (Chez Goth!) and I can't wait to play it with her.