Reflecting back on a year in Canada

April 3rd, 2011 I moved to Canada, to start a new life.  The Husband and I had been apart for a year and a half.  We wanted to be able to know that we were going to be able to start a family, own walls and generally better ourselves as people. It has been a year and 3 days and I am feeling that I have finally laid the base work down to start the life I dreamed of. The life is this, "grow up", start a "career type situation", purchase four walls with a floor and a roof, have larva,  raise larva to be super heroes, kick larva out of my four walls, become old bitty who yells at kids who are on my yard, deteriorate into insane self-soiling machine, die in my sleep next to The Husband.. who will also be his version of an old bitty who pees himself. The End.

So, lets do a check. 

"Grow up" - 75% there

"Start a career type situation" - Reached level 10, need to reach level OOOVVVEERR 9000!!!!!!

Purchase four walls with floor and roof- hahahahahahahahaha.. However, my apartment is pretty epic

Have larva- We are really researching this. making great strides in kinda beings sorta ready to start thinking about it.

Raise larva to be super heroes- we have super hero names picked out for the most part. we know the ethics we want to teach them. The skills we want them to have we are also starting to learn ourselves as well. 

Become old bitty- ALREADY THERE!

Soil ones self- Only when I am really drunk. 

Die- Long way off on that goal.

What have I done in this year. I have met a really great group of people who really care for me and show me new amazing things all the time. I have lost friends who are not worth my time because they are douchey. I have learned to knit, I have started growing my own food, I have found out I was allergic to eating food I like, I learned how to make the food I like out of food I am not allergic to. I fell in love with my husband again ( *barf* I know, totally sappy, but we will have been married for 5 years on the 16th, and I really don't think that I can find anyone better), my relationship with my parental units has become better/equally less stressful., I have a new baby sister, who is wee and amazing. I have made new "family". I LOST 50 LBS.! I am still losing. I joined a book club. 

So, do you think I am doing so far?