Alberta, Alberta.

I'm back... from Calgary, in case it wasn't blaringly obvious where I had been. Had a pretty good time I suppose. Met some of Jesse's friends, smoked one cigar, went to H&M, ate like a king thanks to his mom and sister, went to Banff one day and to Lake Minnewanka, and slept a lot. The roads were perfect both ways and the weather was like spring. As much fun as it was, I'm glad to be home. I feel like I haven't been the best employee lately and I want to get into a really good routine again.

You want to hear akward stories? This trip was fairly abundent in them. One of the better ones was Jesse's friend Dave asking me when we were going to get married. I was all, "Hello, I'm twenty-one years old and we've been dating for seven months. Ease the fuck up." Everyone there was fairly hell bent on seeing it happen though. I was asked on many an occasion. Oh, and when we weren't talking about that, everyone was telling me how much better I was than his old girlfriend (who from the sounds of it was a huge freaking skank). Eesh.

I've been spending WAY TOO MUCH MONEY lately. I'm going to buckle down and stop spending. After I pay my car payment, and my plates... and my cell phone bill... and put gas in my tank... and buy Sam dog food... and pay my credit card bill... and buy my bridesmaid dress...

Which is freaking adorable. And expensive. And not pink, it's the colour underneath.

P.S. The ruffle at the bottom totally adds to it. Believe me, I was hesitant about it.