I am such a slacker....
I've so been meaning to come here, share all those millions of little details and bits of stories and rememberances that are roaming around my head and then BHAM! Life gets in the way. Work is busy, Tim has an allergic reaction, Jones makes dance team, Amy has a biology melt down and nothing gets shared. Such is the way of my life recently.
BUT, I do want to share this.
If I were cool and technologically savy I could just share the pictures, but I'm not so here's the link. It was slow in the ER yesterday (YEAH!!!!!) and I was able to slip out of here at 1400, so Brian and I went for a long walk. We toured the Saturday market in downtown Vancouver, we meandered along the water front, we walked by the Fort, we sipped diet coke. It was WONDERFUL! And the weather couldn't have been more cooperative. Sunny, warm, breezy with just the right amount of cool lift in the air to combat the heat of the sun. Well, most of it was great. Brian has this obsessive thing about the Columbia River and boats and he wanted to walk along the I-5 bridge and watch the boats go under the bridge. OK, I can be a team player. But only for a bit. These huge semi's are roaring by inches from where a person walks, the bridge is OLD (built in 1915 or 1930 or there abouts) and the walkway is narrow, leaving a brief amount of space between you, the rail and the water. Then Brian wants to stop in the middle and watch the boats roar by, several feet below us in cold, murky water. As we stood there the bridge would rattle and reverbrate with each passing semi. I looked at the man like he's nuts (because he is!) and I walked backed, quickly, to terra firma. I don't so much like bridges anyway but that was just nuts. No more bridges for me. He's on his own from here on out. After the bridge was the waterfront, and I loved that.
So, I ended up with a few blisters, sore legs and a touch of sun left on my face. It was so wonderful (well, except for the bridge thing) that I can't wait until we can go again :)
Oh, and that picture of Kristy and I? It's still at home and I'm still at work, but I'll get there.


