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Today was truly a momentous, most memorable day … full of decisions, laughter and surprises.

It all started out as a conversation around returning home to Ontario. When Aaron’s fiance, Otto, decided to shy away (temporarily?) from the prospect of marriage, slaDE~ and I were flip flopping on the idea of cashing in our airline tickets or go home for a quick visit. Over the weekend, Westjet had flagged their $99 seat sale — offering up one way from Calgary to TO. On top of that, today they added an extra 5% bonus off the ticket price. Even with a cancellation fee of $84 per person on our tickets, we couldn’t turn down the opportunity of a $400+ savings in flying home on different dates. Wicked! We’d be going home after all :)

And then came the question that literally stunned me …. the term ‘knock me over with a feather’ comes to mind. slaDE~ asked me, in his calmest coolest sexiest voice, to marry him, whilst we were at home. At first I thought slaDE~ was joking. For the past 2+ years, we have lived with open hearts living a true connection that has been marriage in the ultimate form … with heart, soul and mind, bank accounts and lives intertwined. What more could one ask for?! To us, our union (from the moment I returned from Guatemala, over 2 years ago) has been as official as one could ever hope, want or desire.

However, to be truthfully honest, an official ceremony has been tickling at the back of my mind … thoughtfully considered as a ’someday event’, a possibility. Dating back to my young girlish days, something to be desired, but in my current mindset, not a necessary formality.

Zooming back to that moment of disbelief …. M A R R I A G E. WOW! Who would have ever thought?
And slowly, the truth and beauty of what the ceremony would mean was co-cre8ted with my best friend: an informal, non-traditional, meaningful and love-filled ceremony, on August 22, 2008. Shared with the closest of family and friends. Truth, connection and love. Ahhhhh. Now that’s what I call a party!

Fallen angel

Wanting to enjoy the most of this summer’s day, I set out on my bike, soaking up the sun, celebrating in the purity of the clear blue sky. It was divine and indulgent. Perhaps a bit too indulgent? After visiting with my friends Sara and Michael, I hopped on my mountain bike and started the uphill journey to my friend Susan’s foreign exchange / end-of-Stampede barbeque. Perhaps daydreaming a bit too much, I somehow caught my u-Lock on my handlebars and quickly locked up any steering capabilities. When trying to steer around a corner, the bike refused my cornering input and henceforth sent me flying off, landing abruptly on my right wrist, sending shockwaves through my injured shoulder and cre8ting instant pain and swelling. My first reaction was to find an immediate source of ice and elevation. I gently hopped on my bike and carefully, but quickly, ‘hobbled’ home, there encasing my injured arm in ice for an hour. Realizing that the pain was persistently complex, I gingerly made my way to the new Urgent Care centre (luckily only a few blocks away) and silently awaited my turn in Triage, the waiting room and finally was granted a visit with the on-duty Orthopedic Assistant Surgeon. After several xRays and an anxious turn in the waiting room, I was given an uncertain answer as to the extent of my injury. Neither a break nor a fracture could be visualized; however, precaution was taken with the ‘gifting’ of a partial plaster cast, encased from thumb to elbow. The pain I was experiencing was characteristic of a scaphoid fracture, and an appointment for 10 days back here at the Urgent Care would be needed. How convenient that this would fall on the day before slaDE~ and I were to leave for our trip to Nelson, BC for our Level 2 Teacher Training. Ack!!!! How this would change things was yet to be established.

Yippee, yahoo. The end of the Calgary Stampede. Not quite the ‘bang’ I was anticipating ::>{o