my ride's here…

…says Mary Magdalene in Rescue Me season 2 as Jesus drives up in a Lamborghini and lowers his sunglasses.

We watched the finale of season 3 last night. I don’t want to spoil it for anyone in Canada who is just starting to watch it on Showcase. I have to say this season was very disturbing, emotional, but just when you thought things were going to hell – it got mixed up and everything kinda mellowed – such a twist from the norm on this show. The season finale wrapped things up and closed a chapter, leaving room for a whole other book to open up AND only leaving one cliffhanger. We all know that it’s coming back for season 4… it’s just a matter of how.

After the crazy week we’ve had we kinda promised ourselves that we’d slow down although it seems like next week will be just as full. I have a special work thinger-do Wed-Fri, we’re going to see Darren Barefoot’s play at Fringe [bolloxed], and Laura’s LAST day here is on Thursday [Lolod]. I’ve told her not to make plans Thursday night cause we kinda have something up our sleeve. Also, there’s word over at Vandigicam that there could be another meetup.

Going into a long weekend, we have no plans – as with every other long weekend this year. We’ll have to talk to the lawyer next week about John‘s extension. Since his permanent residency and/or approval status has not yet arrived, we’ll need to extend his temporary resident permit (again), those things only last 6 months.

It’s been 6 months already, holy crap.

I’m sure there are some people who would still consider us newlyweds – but the connotations that word emits are just goofy to me, although we’re still at such a young phase in our lives together. Our apartment is pretty bare looking, scattered misc furniture and Ikea shelving, kitchen packed with appliances that were wedding gifts, not going out for big fancy dinners out on the town, making the most of our love for walks, parks and beaches, which provide us with inexpensive entertainment on sunny afternoons. I can’t wait until we’re a double income household. I know someone in this town will want to hire my fantastic podcast, blogger, radio geek of a husband (once he’s allowed to work). Our lives have been jostled around in the last year and when that time comes, when he can work – things will shift again, and for the better.

October 2nd is his ‘1 year in Canada’ anniversary. His birthday is just before then so I’m hoping I’ll have a bit of dough to throw him sort of a bash – even though things are tight, there’s always something worth celebrating.