I’m not bailing

Really I’m not.  I’m not pulling the plug on this blog, even though it may seem that way considering I’ve posted oh, I don’t know, TWICE this entire month.

Life continues to come at a much-too-fast pace for us, and we still don’t have internet at our new place….so…that all equals up to VERY LITTLE BLOGGING.  

Every day has been at least a 10 hour work day for me this week, and will probably stay that way for at least another week.  (We have a youth retreat next weekend, which is what is taking up most of my time.  We’re also renovating our offices at work, so any extra time I’ve had, I’ve spend painting, sanding, moving boxes and helping get things ready to go for our big launch on Monday…)

Give me a week or two and the blogs will be more regular, I promise.   I even have things to write about!  Such as these two getting married last weekend:

 

Ben’s cousin Nate married Val, and it was a great day!  We had a blast celebrating their marriage, and hanging out with the Bokma clan.   And by hanging out, I mean tearing it up on the dance floor…

Oh, and I almost forgot – just in case we haven’t had enough on our plate – on Wednesday, when I was driving to work, one of my wheels just flew off of my car.  This is not awesome.  At all.  So we’re back down to one car while we try and figure out if my car is worth fixing, or if we bite the bullet and get a new one. Oh well – at least we found the source of that “noise” my car was making….

Trip.

I’ll be honest, I’ve kind of be putting this one off.  I’m not sure I can really put into words how great of a trip we had.   But I guess I’ll try.  I’ll admit-  this probably won’t be the funniest, most insightful, wittiest post you’ll read, but they can’t all be winners now can they?

Before we left (as many of you have read/already known) we had such an insane few weeks. The last few days were especially crazy as we quickly tried to figure out stuff with the car accident/had to constantly be on the phone with insurance adjusters/movers/laundry people (who washed every.single.article of our clothing and bedding) figuring out flood stuff and what we should claim, what we could keep, when they could drop it off, etc.  We also had everything dropped off at our new apartment the Friday before we left (we left Friday night for Whitby).  And to top it off, I was getting sicker and sicker and all I really wanted to do was be in the fetal position under a large blanket in my bed. There were two problems with this:

1.  We had no bed
2.  We had no blankets

After work on Friday, Ben and I went to our new apartment and tore through all our clothes/boxes trying to find stuff to pack for the trip.  This is how we left our new place the night we left:

nice right? That means this is ALSO what it looked like when we came home…

But then, once we drove away, the vacation could begin.  We had a great time that weekend celebrating Dustin’s birthday at home with my family, and then Sunday we flew off to Cancun.

Honestly? I’m pretty sure the MINUTE we got there, I was 100% better. (Physically, emotionally, mentally)  The warm air was unbelievably refreshing.  We moved our suitcases in and then went down to the lobby for the first  (of many) cervezas.  (Umm, is it bad that pretty much the only spanish word we learned was for beer?)

We spent most of our mornings and afternoons doing this:

Mixed in with lots of swimming in the ocean, playing beach volleyball, grabbing wings and fries at the snack bar and then more napping on the beach.

 

I thought that I might at some point get bored of just relaxing.  But I didn’t even once.  I think partly because we were so exhausted coming into the trip I needed the break.  And partly because I think it’s just a healthy thing to do once in a while.  Park your butt somewhere and soak up sun.  So I did.  And I’ll admit, I worked on my tan like it was my job.   (And I might add, I TOTALLY beat out Ben in our usual “who’s darker” competition. He even go so desperate one day he went without sunscreen….rookie mistake)

Getting into Cancun from our hotel was a quick $.65 trip on a bus, so we hit up the markets/restaurants/sites of Cancun a few times. 

We checked out Mayan Ruins (Chichen-Itza) for a day.  Probably my highlight of this trip was that there was this really cool architectural thing with the pyramid that if you clapped within a certain distance of it, the echo would come back sounding like a bird.  (there was a significance to that….but I kind of stopped paying attention to our long winded tour guide).  So anyway – because of this- there were always tons of people clapping around the pyramid, and Ben….being the Ben we know and love, thought it was funny to just randomly clap REALLY loudly no matter how close or far (really far…) to the pyramid we were.  As with several of our outings, it was at this point that I kind of slowly drifted away from him and pretended I was with a different group of people.

We went snorkelling another day.  (I don’t have pictures of that yet-they’re on the camera that WON’T break down when you put it underwater…)  This? This was definitely a highlight.  I mean, I’ve seen pictures and posters of snorkelling before and it always looked cool – but to actually do it was incredible.  There really is a whole other world a few inches under the water. Who would’ve thought?

 Our nights were spent hanging out in the sports bar or the lobby, either playing games just the two of us, or hanging out with a great group of people -which we did most nights.  It was fun to just kick back with new friends, laughing, and just being.  No responsibilities. No titles.  No looming deadlines or events.  Just being us. 

 

And it was great. Just really, really great.

I’m still trying to find a good reason why I’m back in Canada and not in Mexico still…

We’re back.

And no, this isn’t going to be the post where I tell you all about it.  It’s coming, really, it is. We just don’t have internet at our new place yet and me being the good employee that I am, I don’t want to use work time to blog….so you’ll just have to wait. 

But I will say that we had an incredible time.  I don’t think we realized how much of a break we needed (well, maybe we did realize…).  I never once felt guilty/bored/ancy/restless of sitting on a beach, soaking up the sun and Ben and I were SO refreshed by the air, the sun, the surroundings and each other.  (And the drinks didn’t hurt either…my liver has been begging me for a Strawberry Dacarie every since we got home.)   It was a great mix of sitting in the sun, exploring, sleeping, swimming, meeting new people and hanging out just the two of us.

 

This is what we left behind, and I’m still kind of sad about that.