C is for Canada

When I moved to Canada this past January, I realize that many of you thought this is what I live with:

You would be wrong. 

 Close. 

But wrong. 

Also that I live in one of these

Also wrong.

That it looks like this year round:

As cool as it would be to actually go to Narnia, we don't live here either.

So,  again wrong - sorry.

And last but not least, that I see these everyday and we hunt them regularly.

And Again. Wrong. 

The closest thing to animals I live with are these monkeys: 

They make a lot of noise and are incredibly silly 

But you can't beat the cuteness factor

And while it did look like this for a while: 

And I dressed like this occasionally 

 It now looks much more like this: 

And I have seen one moose, but generally, the closest I get to them is this: 

They are not so completely uncivilized here.

There is plenty of this to be had 

And I get to live with one of my best friends. 

She's pretty. 

So yeah. There ya be. 

In other news: the rest of my family minus one sister are on their way. They should be here tonight. 

Happiness

A is for April, Alleluia, and Awesome

April will be Awesome. The end.

Ok, so maybe not..

Since it is the first of April, it's traditional to do some kind of prank on people to fool them. Most people try and fool me. It never works though, because I'm too attuned to what day it is and I tend not to believe anything that seems too good to be true, or outlandish, or even the slightest bit off.

Does this mean I have trust issues? Yes.

But only one day a year.

There is something about starting a month on a Sunday that I really like. Sunday worship sets the tone for my week and I feel like starting out the month on a Sunday sets it up to be an awesome month.

Another reason April will be awesome is because my parents and sibs are coming!    They'll be here Tuesday and stay through the following week.  :-)   Squee!

*ahem* And now, I must go needs clean my room...


***Epilogue****
I just spent 20 minutes on Facetime with my Dad going through my closet so I could 'show' him some things I need them to bring up for me. Never thought I'd see the day with my dad rummaging through my dresses and shoes for me...  :)