48 Hours
March 23, 2012
Forty Eight hours. Until I leave. For Europe. Ai Yi Yi! I think I might need one of those beers! Don't they look good? They sort of look like cider to me. I can imagine how good they would taste ice cold on a warm day. Yummy, right? If they taste as good as they look I might have to try one. With my waffles. And Frites. But after the concert! Everything after the concert! Dont want a bloated beer belly for the boys, do I now? Nope. :)
Okay, so, 48 hours. I will be flying over Airdrie right about now (that's a small city a few miles north of Calgary for those who don't know. My bff Brenda lives there *hi Bedsie* ) So, all in all, I'm not doing too bad, although I did have a bit of a well-up a couple of times today. One was at work when a colleague was telling me to have a great trip......i have to say I got a little misty-eyed (I'm soooo dumb and she was being so sweet!) And the second time was at my parents tonight. They are so supportive and I was tearing up........... But then, I was trying to take a picture of them with my camera, and it turned into a big laugh fest because I video'd Mum saying....Don't take my picture! It was hilarious and I ended up laughing and not crying at all. (Don't worry, Mum, I won't ever post that video anywhere. Promise. I'll just watch it when I'm having a moment because it makes me laugh, and I'll need to laugh!) (B.......I'll show you on Wednesday :P) hehehe
I just saw a commercial on tv and you know what it said? Canadians are made of Can, not Can't. Wow! That's totally inspiring. I Can, right? Because I'm Canadian. Okay, That's good. Useful. I'll remember that when I'm crying in the public toilet. Probably having to pay extra money to the 'toilet lady' for using up so much paper blowing my nose! I'm Canadian, and I Can. Right-O!
So, a map of Belgium with the cities. How about this? Thanks to Chris who sends me all kinds of goodies to share with you. This should help place the cities. Study hard, there will be a test tomorrow. When there's only 24 hours left to go! YIKES! I can't think about it. Not yet. Tomorrow I will keep myself busy cleaning the house and mending my dress and going to the gym. If I don't think about it, its not real. Not sure I'm ready for it to be real yet. But it is. In 47.5 hours!! WHEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Till tomorrow, my lovlies. Nite Nite.
T.
xx