Saturday, 28 February 2009
Snowed in...again.
The sense of joy you get when given money that belongs to you.
Last night, I was filled with happiness when I checked my UK bank account, and found the insurance company had returned the money I'd spent on medical fees. It's like a tax rebate, and shows the simple joys of human life - that sometimes, being given money that is actually yours anyway, can make you inexplicably happy. I had an extra bonus, in that the exchange rate must have changed since I spent the money at the hospital, and I ended up getting £20 more back that I originally spent. I treated myself by buying some Strongbow (something I never thought I'd say...)
I will update later about our mini-break to Milk River but now I have to go to the gym!
I will update later about our mini-break to Milk River but now I have to go to the gym!
Wednesday, 25 February 2009
Monday, 23 February 2009
The happiest week of my life.
Vanessa
Vikki
Catherine
Auntie Hazel and co
Mum, your name will be added to this list once this elusive fudge ever turns up....
Saturday, 21 February 2009
I love skiing.
We stopped for mexican food on the way home, then went back to Alex's and made mulled wine and watched Once. It was another wonderful day!
Friday, 20 February 2009
Seamus goes on a late-night adventure.
Wednesday, 18 February 2009
A lovely day off.
Last Thursday was nearly a perfect day off. We got up late, then went for breakfast at the Resort. We walked round the village, along the edge of the lake. This walk always reminds me how beautiful Waterton is. The lakes have unfrozen now, but there's still these massive chunks of ice lining the edge of the beaches. It makes you feel like you're in the North Pole. After a lovely cold walk, we went home for an hour and played the Sims. Later, we drove to Cameron Lake (Seamus drove! On the wrong side of the road! It was scary!) with Al, went for another walk, then had a little campfire and boiled water for tea. In the evening, Seamus, Al and I went round to Alex's, cooked a lovely dinner (ok...Al cooked...), drank wine, talked about religion and languages, then went over to Clint and Annik's and watched Horton Hears A Who (a wonderful film with lots of moral fibre).
It was one of my favourite days in Waterton.
It was one of my favourite days in Waterton.
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