1 tan - 4 pairs of pants = a swell 'ole time.

During Reading Week the chicka's in the house went to Los Cabos. It was BEAUTIFUL! Loved it beyond words. It was so so nice to not have to think about bones, muscles, the essence of nursing, or whatever else is required for schol. But, I think I might have got a bit too relaxed because I forgot some things in my hotel room. Like my favorite jeans. And my black skinny jeans. As well as my funky cargo pants. And, lululemon capris too. SERIOUSLY PEOPLE - how does this happen??!!! It would've been shorter to list the pants I did remember to bring back. BAH. All I can do shake my head.

Now I'm back in the routine. T-minus a month + a tad! This next week or so is going to be nuts: english essay, nursing essay, Diabetes project, anatomy AND physiology midterm, all within the next 14 days. Phew. I doubt I'll be seeing the light of day for a while.

Just kidding. Life goes on regardless of homework. On the 14th I'm running a 10k-er, so I'm working on getting my butt in gear for that. Running helps with brain function/sleep too, so it's an all-around good thing to do when wanting to stall off homework even longer. And a possible family-plan for Easter long weekend is in the works too - hopefully the shenanigans all work themselves out.

Speaking of family, it's never a dull moment at with the famjam. Take Sunday, for example. The whole crew headed to Marsh's hockey game early in the a.m. so we could stop for Timmy's on the way. So we all roll out, still bleary-eyed and yawning, to Tim's. Well, apparently line-ups weren't anticipated - the parents saw the atrocious line and turned right around. After much grumbling, it was settled that Thorsby was our next best bet for a cuppa joe before the game. (aka - the hick town of AB. Good luck to us.)Way to go, Pops - were else would people be on a Sunday morning??? (besides church. or hockey, I suppose. ) Oh well. Because of that commotion, we arrived in game-town WAY earlier that we needed to be. Like 45 min before the 1hr-before-game arrival time. So what did we do? Stopped in at a diner for coffee and bacon. And no jokes, it was just like the movies! A total Corner Gas/small-town type diner with the best food EVER. It was one of those hang-outs were the sole waitress has long fake nails and too much makeup, knows everyone by their first name & order, and all the customers have their routine tables. It was so darling. It was kinda neat to see a quaint place that survives just on regulars and can still peal off the best bacon and eggs around. Very homey. It made the extra driving time worth it.

Love, D.