And so it begins.

I just thought this might be a good way to keep people updated on our lives.
Here's hoping that I don't forget to update.

Went to St. Paul this morning to get my Social Insurance Number. Apparently I don't get one yet, but it's supposed to be mailed to me in 2 weeks. Got my riding boots on the way home, not the ones I was hoping for, but they were less expensive and they'll do the job for the time being. I'm wearing them around the house this afternoon to break them in a bit before I go back to Dwayne's in the morning for horse training. So far, they aren't killing me, but my feet are asleep. They need softening.

My stupid car is making bad noises. Sounds like maybe an exhaust leak? But only when the engine is working hard. Like when I try to accelerate. But hey, it stopped for a while today, and I completely lost any guts my car had. Pedal to the floor up a teeny hill, and I was powering out. Not impressed. So I get to call around and see if there is a shop around that is qualified to work on VWs. Should be with all of them that are here, but with my luck, I'll be driving back to Edmonton to get it worked on. I hear that the timing belt should be replaced around 60,000km, so I think I'll get that done too. Or maybe it's 60,000 miles. I should look into that.

Jack is coming along. He's been in training for 4 days now. Dwayne doesn't work weekends, so only weekday school for us. I guess Jack gets to try out being ridden this week. I didn't make it today with all the running around, but we'll see how things go tomorrow. Jack is so good. I get to ride Dwayne's team penning mare when we go riding. She is a piece of work. Dwayne says, "Her name is Miss Kitty Lynx, but I've called her other things." She's awful to the other horses. She's nice to ride though, now that she's figured out that I'm not going to take any crap from her. And man is she ever tall. I have to lift my saddle over my head to get it on her back. Good for the muscles, I guess. Between the saddle lifting muscles, the staying on the horse muscles and the hauling myself up onto the giant horse muscles, it's a wonder I can move. But I'm loving it.

Andrew got his grille guard put onto the new truck with the lights and everything, so he's feeling good. Now that it's getting dark early again, we can't afford not to have those lights on. And, he's getting free fuel from the rig again, which is nice too.