Not Much to Say...

Wow. How sad that you have been subjected to reading about my hep new fanny pack for so long. The problem is that I don't really have much else to tell you all about.
Murr is on a 'parish immersion' trip to the lower Mainland right now, so the house is pretty empty. Dixie the cat was quite upset about the whole ordeal - she likes him more than she likes me. I'll get over it. Only 6 days till he comes back!
We got some pictures of the apartment where we will be living in Windsor. It looks nice and big, with some pretty recent renovations (and air conditioning! hooray!) Now we just have to figure out what we will be taking with us, and what can be packed away for a year. I'm still holding out for bringing my KitchenAid mixer - I don't care what anyone says...it makes everything taste better.
We got to meet Benjamin, our new nephew! We hopped down to Calgary for a day to join in the shower festivities with some family friends. He sure is cute...very little (but growing every day, I imagine) and he's a good sleeper! Ah, the little bundle of joy.
We are up to 10 minutes running now, with only one class left. Our last class is actually a race - all the people who are 'learning to run' get together and have a 2.5km 'fun run.' I never thought, when I was struggling to run for 3 minutes, that it would be quite possible to run for 10! I don't even care that I'm always at the back of the pack...although it would be nice to be a little closer to the middle at some point... A long-term goal, I suppose.
Oh, yes - I would be completely out of my mind not to mention the hot topic in Edmonton these days: have you heard that the Oilers are up 3 games to none against the Ducks? I figured you hadn't heard.

The (proud?) new owner of a Fanny Pack!

So I finally bit the bullet...and bought myself a fanny pack. Before the fun-making begins, let me tell you a few things: no, they didn't come in flourescent yellow or acid-wash denim. And yes, there are people who think they are actually cool. And they are called 'waist packs' not 'fanny packs' (that's so 80's).
I suppose I'll need to explain this a little...I've been taking a 'learn to run' course at the Running Room (highly recommended!) Each week you run a little more and walk a little less, and at the end of the course you are able to run for 10 minutes, take a one-minute walking break, and then keep on with another 10 of running. I'm not quite there yet, but we still have a couple weeks left of class.
At any rate, I figured running was a pretty simple sport. All you really need are some good running shoes, right? Wrong. You need the watch that keeps track of your heart rate, lap time and location via GPS. You need the CoolMax clothing to 'wick away the sweat,' or something made of spandex. And you need the fanny...er, waist pack to carry your water bottle, cell phone, and health care card (in case you trip on your shoelace and snap your leg).
All the other stuff can wait - right now I'm enjoying my fanny pack!

ps: they really are cool in the running world...back me up on this one, Reggie!

And the Vicar Goes to...

We found out at the seminary convocation/placement service that M will be serving his vicarage in Windsor,ON! I have never been to Windsor, but I hear it gets really hot and humid; and that they make cars. We have been hearing great things about the congregation, and we're really excited to head out there. The details haven't been worked out yet, but personally, I'm looking forward to the drive across (a good portion of) Canada. We have air conditioning, good music, and the prairie farm report for the flat wheat-y parts...what more do you need?
There was much celebrating this weekend - we kinda had a family evening on Friday after the service, and then we all went out for dinner on Saturday (have I mentioned that I love the Keg? Well, I do!) Last night we had a little after-party party. We got together with Jimmah and Kari for some tasty supper and hockey game watching. The supper was great, but the game wasn't. The the Chiang/Schultz connection popped over for some fun and games (like backyard golf...) and we all went to bed way too late. It will be sad when we are scattered across Canada and don't have the option to share a round of things and some flavour country.
Let the packing begin!

Let the Festivities Begin!

Now that we have everything from last week cleared up, I think we're up to speed.
We had the seminary wind-up bbq at Rundle Park on Saturday - it is a pretty nice place, for a park built on top of a garbage dump! We enjoyed some sunny but breezy weather (I miss you, Southern Alberta!), some sufficiently charred burgers, hot dogs and roasted pig (don't get me started...) and, of course, s'mores. mmmmm...they're definitely better roasted over an open fire than they are when they're scorched in the toaster oven with a fondue fork! Actually, I'm not picky.
After the 'official' festivities were over, we went chez Schultz for a gigantic round of 'things.' Any of you who have played things before knows how fun and inappropriate it can be...this round was certainly more tame than some, but fun nevertheless.

In other news...the sem placement service is this Friday. Both sets of parents are heading up, and there is sure to be a crowd there holding us up as we await the news. I know what you're thinking, and don't worry - I have the outfit under control. At the bbq on Saturday, all the wives were discussing what we would be wearing. I think the logic behind that is that even if we get placed in Elbow, SK (trust me, it's a real place) at least we'll look good when we get the news.
Only 3 more sleeps...