I can officially say that next month, I am getting married.
Weird.
And incredibly exciting.
But as exciting as all this wedding planning has turned out to be :)I would like to take a moment to share how my summer has panned out since classes ended at my beloved university, and I made the transition back under my parents roof.
I always find that by the time I finish school, I am ready for the grunt labour job that awaits me at my papa's farm. However, I always promise myself to continue educating myself by the means of a hefty reading list, which I make every effort to plug away at over the course of the summer months.
As usual, the reading list gets shelved for the million other things I want to do that demand way more physical exertion- and all things considered,the trade off is worth it. I can read more when I have osteoporosis.
And so I have enjoyed many lunch hours (45 minutes each) of showing off my "home" to the girls I work with, and exploring God's green earth.
And there is no better time than spring.
It happens every year, but every year I am amazed at the amount of wildlife that seems to burst out of the ground and sprawl across my path. Baby birds galore, hills with coyotes packed inside, a bald eagle even! Seriously- just awesome.
And when nature isn't just happening, we are sure to make things happen, because life is always a little more thrilling when you try to live it on the edge. Not right on the edge, but you know, a step away or something.
Anyways, the incredible thunderstorms that bubble up from the lake and spit lightning around metal carts gives our crew that perfect burst of adrenaline to finish the day off right.
And a lunch break on the train bridge, accompanied by said train, is another one of those "grab life by the horns" moments that Robyn described in her blog. Not to mention we're about 60 feet off the ground with a five foot deep harbour to break our falls.
Just beautiful.
So yes, life back home this summer, so far, has been fantastic. The girls are fun and refreshing to be around, the job keeps your hands occupied, and your mind free to wander above and beyond the menial labour your body is bound too, and the money that rolls in is as welcome as the energy injecting thunderstorms.
Complaints are few.
And on a different note, I have picked up my two year old nephew as a roommate, and although he is probobly the most adorable kid I have seen in a long time, he finds his happiest moments to be alive are at 3:00 am. God bless him- and his new baby brother, Caleb Theodore Dykstra, born 23 hours and 45 minutes into Canada Day, 7lbs, 15 ounces, with a load of black hair,and a crinkly newborn disposition. He's wonderful.
Well, there is still way more on tap for this summer before the big wedding day, but I'll post them as they unfold, because that's the right way to tell a story. No sense getting ahead of myself, now is there?
