Just a Bunch of Tidbits

Well, I was right.
After my last blog post, Sarah emailed me that night, admitting that she had gained access to this blog and was sorry for invading my privacy.  She also said she'd stop.  I'm gonna leave it at that.  Usually I write people back, but this time there isn't much I need to say. We'll see.

In OTHER, moving-on news, things are good.  I'm still waiting for life to 'slow down' so I can get moved in.  The house is a complete STY, with furniture and boxes and clutter EVERYWHERE.  It would be so nice just to have it all DONE, but we haven't really even STARTED the renovations yet,  (other than that wall Will wore down) so I know I'm in it for the long haul.  No matter... it'll get done eventually.  And it's not like I need a renovated house to get into heaven.  ;)   Still, I know once the house is 'done' (is a house ever DONE?), I may feel more at home in this town.  It is still feeling foreign to me, in spite of the million friendly people who've brought over dinners and 'taken me in'.  I still feel like a wanderer in a strange land, but I know everything will come in time. 
I do miss my girlfriends, my neighbours, my ward back in Calgary.  Some things you can't ever 'replace'.  But I'm with Will, and I know that's where I want to be.  Cheesy or not, it's a whole new way of loving and I realize I missed out on that once before.

Speaking of Will I am excited to have a weekend alone with him.  After having every other weekend off for over a year now, I've gotten somewhat accustomed to it.  I know, poor me, hey?!   It's been one of the FIRST weekends we've had alone since getting married, aside from that one where we had to go to the all-day funeral services for his aunt.  So, this one will be MUCH appreciated, AND it's a long weekend because of the Canadian Thanksgiving Holiday Monday.  (Chris is taking the little three to his family's home, and Will's kids are with Tawny.) 

And yes, I realize that most of you now KNOW Will's real name, since most of you are people who know us personally.  Not that it matters if I wrote his name anyways.  But it's funny-- I get into a 'blog mind' and calling him by his first name seems wrong when I blog.  Same as the kids and anyone else.  So, we'll probably stick with it.  Besides, I kinda like having my little Willy..  (haha, sorry, I couldn't resist that one. ) 

Changing a last name TOTALLY bites.  I remember doing it when I married Chris, and I hated it then too.  But NOW-- blah.  I remember it even WORSE!  It's like giving birth-- you remember it being HORRIBLE, but when you actually are in that labour room again, and a baby's on its way, it's when you REALLY remember it.  Not fun in the mental remembering any more than it's fun in the physical one.  And every form has to be filled out before the other one, and yada yada yada, fill this out first, that out last, but you forgot the one before that.  And wait for this one to come in before proceeding.... grrrrr.

I KNOW I'm gonna regret it, but I'll be canning salsa all day tomorrow.  Not that having a storage-room full of salsa is something to regret, but I know once I start canning and preserving things, I'll get that bug and I'll end up wanting to do more and more.  And then I'll never stop!  It's so addictive, and if you've never 'jarred' anything, you won't understand.  I also want to do pickled garlic (don't knock it, it tastes NOTHING like garlic and is actually very tasty) and asparagus and this year I'm even trying zucchini salsa.  I'll take pictures.  I've been slacking in the photo department lately.