And on with our story

This summer we went back home to my cousin's wedding.  She lived a couple miles from us growing up, I used to babysit her and her siblings.  It was a pretty big wedding, held on their farm, and I got to visit with a lot of family and neighbours.  It's always nice to see everyone again but I'm not a big fan of weddings.  Too many people, I find it overwhelming.  Plus there's usually dancing and I don't like dancing.  I feel like an idiot.  I'm aware that I look idiotic doing most things, but when I'm dancing I FEEL like an idiot, makes it that much worse.

My nephew broke his collarbone again jumping on the trampoline at the morning-after breakfast and had to be rushed to the hospital.  I felt really bad for his sister, she's a tenderhearted person and felt responsible even though it wasn't her fault at all, so she was crying some.  She's such a sweet kid.  He was back playing with his cousins a few hours later, a bit subdued but still having fun.

Jay and I got married last month.  He's in the middle of the green card process and they said it'd be easier to process mine at the same time if we were married.  So we (romantically..?) tied the knot.  I have a tendency to giggle when I'm nervous, the wedding really put that to the test.  It was just us in a courtroom and the judge told us to look at each other.  And also brought up something about god which made me want to roll my eyes (I refrained, which was almost as difficult as not giggling.  I think I need a medal or a cookie or something for that).  But it's done, so there's that.  I had to fill out a form yesterday and it asked about marital status.  I had to think about it.

We're going to plan a post-wedding do at the farm for next summer.  At least I assume that some day we'll get around to working on it.  We have a plan but have been busy getting some other things done so haven't actually gotten around to doing anything concrete.  For example, we finally got almost all of the green card stuff done (had to get a ream of shots and a medical, plus a whole whack of paperwork).  Not sure how long it'll be before we hear the verdict though.

We are currently busy working on redoing the shower in our master bathroom.  The grout was worn out when we bought the house and we hadn't even used it.  The grout lines were super small, we couldn't even fit a grout knife in to refresh it so we tore it out.  So it should have been easy, just replace the tiles and get on with our lives, except the concrete underneath came too.  Plus the cement board backing on the walls.  And we wanted to replace the lovely gold fixture too, which meant adjusting the plumbing for the valve which was just different enough that we couldn't reuse it.  So last month we re-cemented the floor, Jay redid the wallboard and waterproofed, and last weekend we tiled the shampoo niches and the floor.

We saw some multicoloured slate tile on sale and picked up enough to do the floor and some accents in the shower, plus a backsplash around the sinks and soaker tub, and maybe enough to redo the floor in our back entrance.  We hope.  It's so pretty.  As we were tiling, we kept remarking stuff in that vein as we put them up.  It's definitely a lot more work than we were expecting though.  As usual.  We're kind of dumb, we forget how old we are and how hard it is to get on our knees, and how much physical labour is involved in things.  Don't worry, it's just a shower, we redid the entire house in Canada, how hard can it be?  Le sigh.  Here's the in-progress pictures so far:

floor and niche

first wall mostly done

In my defense, I have tried to post

The last few times I went to post, I was using the Blogger app since I was on mobile devices.  Turns out if you switch apps and then try to go back, the app reloads (older iPads) and loses all your typing.  And if you only post sporadically, you forget that, so you do it multiple times before it sinks in.  The last time, I had been typing for half an hour.  I have now sworn off the stupid Blogger app forever.  

Anywho bunny, I've done things since I last posted, things I tell you!  At least I assume so, or I wouldn't have tried to post multiple times.

So.  Cruise that I mentioned last time.  We went with some friends on a Carnival cruise that stopped in Key West and the Bahamas.  It was okay but just reaffirmed to me that I'm not that into cruises, at least with Carnival.  It's mostly about spending money on their ship drinking and gambling.  On a ship filled with people.  Nobody likes people.  The older I get, the more I've realized that I don't like crowds.  What can I say, I'm old people.  Get off my lawn!

We had been to Key West before, so we did a water adventure thing where we went parasailing, banana boating (I was way too old for this, it was really hard and everything hurt afterwards), swimming, and then jetskiing (well, I didn't, I hurt my knee swimming and felt ill so skipped out, but Jay said the jetskis were fast and fun).  Parasailing was amazing.  I had expected it to be windy and scary, but it was super calm and the view was amazing.  It was so quiet up there that Jay and I had a conversation without even raising our voices.  I would definitely do that again.

Our next stop was Freeport in the Bahamas, where our original shore activity got rained out.  So we went on a bus tour of Freeport.  It's really run down and there's not much to do.  It's basically there so Carnival can have an extra stop and get people to shell out money to do touristy crap.

Our third stop was in Nassau in the Bahamas.  We did an underwater individual sub "adventure" where they sent you down in an underwater motorized scooter with a diving tank that pushed air into the sub helmet.  Mine did not work properly.  The motorized scooter worked okay, but the air system wasn't working properly and I had to pop my ears every time I took a breath.  Frankly, I was terrified I was going to die the entire time.  Others on the tour complained of similar problems, plus scooters that weren't working (all of them had lived a long hard life and were barely hanging on).  One girl said the air system was working so poorly all she could hear was a high pitched squeal the entire time, plus hers was bucking up and down so badly in the currents that it made her extremely seasick.  The boat was very top heavy and tossed around so much on the waves that nearly everyone was seasick anyways.  We were glad to get back to the ship.

There have been other things too.  I'll post this for now though so that it doesn't disappear into the Blogger void.