A Blessed Little Bundle Of Sarcastic, Introverted Goodness

Sunday June 11th –



The day 22 years ago that a blessed little bundle of sarcastic, introverted goodness was born ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ’•

Me I mean ๐Ÿ˜

As I did my hair for church, I heard the coffee being sat down that father had delivered.
I went to retrieve it and this is how it was presented ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ’•โ˜•๏ธ

Upstairs for the Sunday morning bacon and eggs I went, enjoying it and happily wearing one of my new necklaces ๐Ÿ˜‹

(Who else kind of try’s to plan an outfit around a new piece of jewelry when they get some? ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ˜‹)

Anyways, off to church we went ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’’

It was a simple lesson about Mosses parents and here’s a smidgen of what I picked up ๐Ÿ˜‰

How we need to pray and trust God to answer, be it moments or years down the road but we can know that he will always answer.
It’s up to us on what attitude we take during the waiting process.
Something which I personally, could be reminded of often.

After church it was a lunch out, in honour of my being born.
What better way to be celebrated then with food right? ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‹

We chose Montana’s to eat at and I ordered the ever tasty, though I always forget just how spicy, Kapow shrimp is.
I may or may not have requested bites from everyone else’s plates too ๐Ÿ˜‹

 

 

Always wanting chicken and being interested in tasting the reuben sandwich… both were good too ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป

The family jokingly told the waiter to let the staff sing happy birthday to me but I told them if they did, it would ruin lunch so they told him not to do it… but to still bring the birthday dessert ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜œ

It was a cold cookie with ice cream and after tasting it, we understood why it was free๐Ÿ™„

Then to Starbucks for a free birthday drink๐Ÿ˜Ž
Something you can’t really pass up if you’re near enough to a Starbucks and your wallet means anything to you ๐Ÿ˜‹

A big size/venti lime refresher with coconut milk,  filled my belly and my taste buds sang a happy (Hawaiian like) song ๐Ÿ˜‹๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŽถ

(I always forget which drink size goes by what name ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ™„)

A customary Sunday nap was taken by all ๐Ÿ˜ด

Dad made us some Virgin Caesars and a while later Mom made cheese bread and heated up some leftover farmers sausage soup for a snack.
She also made dad AND Mikes work lunches.
Another perk of being the birthday girl ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป

I began the process of sorting through pictures on my phone ๐Ÿ™„
A process I abhor.
I decided that every time I’m on my phone I have to delete at least one photo or if it’s pictures of house ideas, I have to create a single collage to keep, rather then multiple/hard to find photos ๐Ÿ˜ฌ

I got distracted by the pretty sky which matched the lilacs ๐Ÿ˜Š

And had to take a picture… ๐Ÿ™„

I never even do anything with my photos!
I’m a horrible album maker so I don’t know why I’m such a photo hoarder? ๐Ÿค”

Speaking of photos though, has anyone ever gotten a blog printed into book form??
I’m considering doing that to kind of save/have a tangible story in our home but I’m horrible with computers and would like to hear some recommendations if anyone happens to have any? ๐Ÿ˜Š

Or if you’re just a smart computer person and have time to help a simpleton in the Prince Albert Sask. area, let me know that too ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ’•

 

Monday June 12th-




Back to being uncelebrated ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜œ

But that didn’t mean there wasn’t still cake ๐Ÿ˜Ž

 

 

It’s awful having it around though because it becomes my breakfast lunch and go between snacks ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿด

Mother was headed off to work so I was alone most of the day.

Finding meaningless tasks to occupy myself so I didn’t have to begin what I’d been putting off for weeks… ๐Ÿ˜ฌ

Folding the clothes in our drawers ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ˜‚

I try so hard, really I do.

But as much as I like a clean kitchen, I cannot seem to keep my clothes folded.

I know some of you are shuttering at the very thought… forgive me ๐Ÿ˜‹

But finally downstairs I went, sorting and folding clothes and then boxing up home items we’ve been accumulating so they aren’t stacked all over our room.

It always feels so good afterwords ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป

Garage sale #2, where ya at?! ๐Ÿ˜œ

After a quick chat with my sister-in-law, I hurriedly finished the pile I was working on to go sit outside.
She’d told me the UV index was surprisingly high… and my tan was fading ๐Ÿ˜œ

Also, I needed to reward myself for accomplishing what I had…
Yes I’m a self rewarder and I need to promise myself things, to get stuff done ๐Ÿ™„

Also, yes, I am an adult… ish ๐Ÿ˜œ

I was in charge of supper and chicken had seemed like a steady meal of late, so I made the meatloaf Mom had suggested the night before.
(It’s just so hard to NOT make a simple chicken dish๐Ÿ™„)

Once Mom was back from work, we decided to go for a walk/jog before the guys got back for supper.

So bear spray and water were readied and off we went for an hour-long bout of exercise.

Bears have been spotted a fair bit around the area lately, adding an extra adventure factor to the walks ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿป

Meatloaf, fried rice and a caprese salad was prepared for dinner, with Dad questionably eyeing the salad ๐Ÿ˜œ

           The salad was a copycat of one, Mike and I ate in South Africa.
Just mozzarella cheese, tomatoes and cucumbers sliced and layered, salt and pepper and a drizzle of balsamic vinegar (the odd basil leaf would have been tasty too but I only just thought of that now ๐Ÿ˜œ) ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿฅ’๐Ÿ…๐Ÿง€

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