Calm Before the Storm

I am currently in Calgary for EFY preparing to be a counsellor to the luckiest kids in the entire world. Yup, I'm just that awesome.

In case you don't know what EFY is, it stands for Especially for Youth and that's exactly what it is. A week dedicated to the youth of the church to help them grow and learn in the gospel. My job as a counsellor will be to set an example for these kids and to help them come unto Christ.

The youth will arrive tomorrow and then the madness will begin. The days start at 630 in the morning and go right until lights out at 1030. They tell us that we are the front line of defense; therefore we're expected to be good shepherds at all times, in all things and in all places. No pressure.

I really hope I do a good job this week. I hope I get a good group of girls and I hope we can have fun together. When I went to EFY as a particpant three years ago (ohmygosh I'm so old!! D=) I had such a great time and I just hope I can give the same kind of experience to the girls I'll have this year.

Believe. Hope. Endure. That's what this week will be about.

Phew.

Hallelujah!

Johnny and I finally found a house! We signed the lease agreement on Friday and we can move in on the first of August. I am so so so sooooo excited to start moving in to a place of our own.

It's a cute little basement suite in a cute little neighborhood next to Gas King! I can get Williwas whenever I want now, haha! I am so stoked for this place. My favourite part of it is the kitchen. There are plenty of cupboards and lots of counter space and I cannot wait to use it. (I may have just done a bit of a mental facepalm there. I already sound like such a housewife! Arg!) I just hope we have enough things to fill up the cupboards with :S

Anyway, that's all I wanted to share. Happy Sunday everyone!

Time to Destress

Okay, not to be one of those girls that can't stop announcing how close her wedding is to everyone she knows just to get a reaction out of them, but --

-- HOLY CRAP I'm getting married in less than a month!

At this point I am excited, nervous and stressed beyond belief. It's not even the wedding itself that I'm stressing about. It's finding a place for us to live! As August 16th draws closer and closer, I'm running out of time to find us a place of our own.

I don't think I have ever been so worked up over something in my life. In fact, a couple weeks ago I think I had a slight melt down - I was terrified to call people about rentals. I would actually sit and stare at the phone, dreading the task I was given to do. I felt comepletely helpless and miserable.

Thank goodness for ice cream. And Amy. If I didn't spend some quality time with that girl one friday night eating oreo and cookie dough - brownie ice cream while we watched 13 Going on 30, I may not have snapped out of it. It's amazing what a late night vent session with ridiculous amounts of dairy can do for a person.

Since that night I've been on the go calling house after house and setting up appointments with them, trying to find a place for Johnny and I. I'm still waiting for the right one, but we've made progress, people! Though, I definitely do think I'll be due for another ice cream night soon. We've still got two half-full tubs of ice cream to get through!

So moral of the story kids: Don't wait for someone to notice your distress and save you. Sometimes you need to reach out because hey, maybe they've had a bad day too.

A Page from Trudy's Book

My friend and fellow blogger, Trudy, loves to share random facts acout herself at the end of her posts. They're pretty cute and funny and today I was inspired to share something random about me.

I'm not sure if a lot of people know this, but while Johnny is away at work, we call each other every night before he goes to bed. So if I was ever supposed to hang out with you in the evening and I don't end up getting there til late, you know why.

Anyway, in one of these phone calls I made a discovery about myself: I hate awkward phone silences. If I am on the phone and there is more than three seconds of silence between me and the other person, I will always make some sort of noise either by clearing my throat or humming or just straight up talking.

So when Johnny discovered this little tid bit about me he immediately capitalized on it. When I would say something, he made sure he took forever before he said anything. Sometimes I'd try to keep myself from being the first to break the silence, but I would literally start to hyperventilate a little or just start giggling out of sheer anxiety. I'm retarded!

However, in real life, I don't care about silences because most of them aren't awkward. If I'm comfortable enough with you, I don't mind there being a few minutes of silence between us. It's just something about a phone call that makes silences all the more awkward for me...

Oh Canada!

Happy Canada Day everybody! Just thought I'd share a little something from the days when we still had the Molson I Am Canadian commercials.



Oh, and a small story from today:

Johnny and I went swimming to celebrate Canada day. Mostly because I hurt my back and swimming made it feel good. Anyway, we were swimming and there was a guy there who had an American flag towel! Really?! Of all days for him to break out the ol' red, white and blue, he picked today. Oh well, maybe he didn't know any better. And maybe he didn't have any other towels. Perhaps I should have lent him the Tinkerbell towel I had with me...