Talk Without Speaking

I’ve hit one of those periods where I just haven’t been able to bring myself to write in here. There was a time in this process where writing in here was comfortable and just provided me with a much-needed outlet. What’s changed?

The sun is out. Everything in Vancouver is blooming. It’s not true but part of me feels like I’ve been too busy to blog. And it’s not true either but I have felt less as though I’ve wanted to spend any more time sitting in front of a computer than I already do.

On that note Ryan and I head up for the telus ski and snowboard festival and had a blast. Another sun-scorching cloudless day on the slopes and some great snow and great skiing. We took a break in the middle of the day and hung out at the half pipe for some of the competition. Managed to score a great spot for pics when most of the so-called official photographers got kicked out because they didn’t have the correct press passes and such, leaving me with clear shots to the action.

Sadly realized that it was, once again, the second to last day for Blackcomb for the season - it always makes me sad to see it close and I am always so thankful for the fun on the slopes that it has given me for another year. As always, seeing 7th Heaven close is always the worst.

Perhaps as a strange farewell nod I had one of the worst wipeouts of my entire life skiing and ended up bruising both of my knees. I’ve mostly bounced back.

Season changing also resulted in having to take the kayaks back over to Bowen and Catherine and I got so massively lucky with a spectacularly low tide and paddled over in record time, 2 hours, 45 min. Hilarious. I don’t think you could bus over to Bowen in that amount of time unless you timed everything perfectly.
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And so, here we are into May. It’s Taurus’s month and the busiest birthday month I have. The majority of major people in my life happen to be Taurus’ (what’s the plural of Taurus? Tauri?) including my Dad which, no doubt about it, is going to be rough. Six months passed by; I wonder how this is all possible and I still have moments where I just cannot believe it.