Life is Beautiful

To say that I had an absolute fucken blast last night would be a great understatement.

To say that I drank a whole bottle of Inniskillin wine (Krystal drank her own bottle), laughed so hard all night that I woke up in torrential abdominal pain, took 54 pictures of essentially the same thing just with different poses, ate half-nuked leftover mac and cheese at 4:30 in the morning b/c I couldn't sleep, and determined that the aforementioned equalled having a complete fucking blast, would be 1000% accurate and honest. But it still doesn't encapsulate the gratitude and appreciation I have for the simple fact that I got to do all of that in one single night last night. Because in all honesty, I've never been able to have a night like that. Ever. Last night I was able to run around to multiple parties, laugh in multiple places, do multiple juvenile things (though smart, don't worry!), and just act like a 24 year old on Halloween should, was such a blessing to me that I can't describe it. For the first time I had a normal 'university student' night with my friends and nothing got in the way. Nothing.

Today was much the same. I woke up with a slamming headache, was lured out of bed by the tantilizing albeit lying smell of cooking bacon (in fact, no one was cooking it; they defrosted it too long and left the scent to waft up the stairs to wake me up, making me cook and consume it), showered, eventually got dressed, and took one of the dogs for about an hours long walk - something i have never ever done. We walked, ran, went up hill, walked through parks, greeted other mysterious dogs, came home. I am exhausted but it is a good exhausted.

Yesterday saw another trip to the Farmers Market, where I finally acquired some muchly loved and covetted aged cheese. I think it's vegetable havarti which no one seems to like b/c it's allegedly 'too strong', which is fine by me b/c i don't generally like sharing cheese b/c i value it too much. I also bought some pumpkin hummus which turned out to be nothing short of fabulous.

So this is it folks: my life is winding down to be normal. Who woulda thought? I absolutely love it, and none of this would be possible had it not been for my awesome, amazing donor. I thought this as I ran across the street today with my dog and didn't get out of breath. I've never really run w/o being out of breath the instant i try doing it, but alas today, i ran and no out of breathness. Pure madness.

Life is beautiful.

Laughing so hard it hurts...

Group shot...



Some of the best people you will ever meet...(damn you Jenna up in the Yukon come back and get in the picture!!!)


Me and Her Royal Silliness...