The fact that I couldn’t remember my password should clue me in that I’m a terrible blogger

I’m in!! I feel all victorious, so much so that I kind of forget what I wanted to write about in the first place.  Oh yes, I remember!

I am a happy happy, extremely blessed fortunate young (relatively, compared to a tree) lady.  Anyone that has known me for any length of time probably knows that I have desired a home of my own for my family for quite some time.  My husband and I haven’t lived on our own since I left North Carolina. 

You see, I am a particular type of genius that got pregnant during GRAD SCHOOL.  Chick in the slimming black robe? Yeah that was me.  (By the way I totally rocked it with hot black stiletto pumps plus I scared the dept. chair into thinking I was in labour.)  Anyway, immediately after graduation we high tailed it to Canada (cross country move when 9 months pregnant? Bring it.) and began living with my family.  Thankfully my parents have a huge house, nestled in the middle of God’s Country…Thunderchild First Nation.  My daughter was born about a week after we crossed the border.  As you can guess I didn’t start working right away so we were living off my husband’s savings.  (He was in Canada on a visitor’s visa so was not allowed to work.) SEE>>>then we needed to live with my family, and I am thankful for all the help, love and support they gave us.

Flash forward (nearly) 4 years later.  Now we have 2 kids and expecting a third in August.  Continue living in 1 (HUGE) bedroom or venture forth?? 

SWEET SWEET FREEDOM! We bought a house, we signed all the papers on Wednesday and paid all the closing costs.  Now that we have home insurance there is nothing to do but wait for May 1 to get here.


Today I am in Enoch First Nation, doing my traveling SLP thing.  Yesterday when I checked into our hotel (River Cree Resort & Casino omg I love the beds in this place!) I saw a sign for MMA fights! Dudes, burly handsome fighters were checking in right before my eyes.  The weigh ins were tonight (I didn’t go, was at work) but the fights are tomorrow. WE GOT TICKETS! I’m not sure who is more excited, me or my husband. Yay!