Chris Cringle VS. Cinderella: Who will take the holiday title this year?

I bet you missed me dearly. I mean, REALLY dearly because I haven't blogged in awhile. You were probably really worried. Your thoughts mimicking similar to these: I bet she was so smitten with Isla, she left us all to never laugh again. OR She has banished writing between semesters in hopes to petition her future essays. Don't worry guys, the wait is over.

ANYWAYS, we are heading back to FSJ after a 9 days stay in Kissimmee, Florida AKA Disneyworld :D After touring many, many tourist attractions, some of which were incredibly educational, our heels are chaffed, our backs sore, and our eyelids, well, droopy. Although Christmas fell on one of the days of our stay and anticipation was building for Santa's annual arrival, I must say that Cinderella held my excitement with quite a grasp.

Since the first time I watched that woman transform into a princess via a cute, caped grandmother, a few mice with hats, and a couple-a birds, I was smitten. Ever since, I've wanted glass slippers, ball gowns, and I even enjoy housework from time to time. I would say that is the Cinderella Princess Trifecta! Which brings me to my exciting news: I MET HER. IN PERSON*.

*Please withhold your superfluous comments about how you think I should know Cinderella is, in fact, not real. She IS real. I MET her. Deal with it.

Isla Grace

Hey everyone!! So, I've got some pretty big news, but I'm not going to tell you until later. Well, I guess I'll tell you a little. My sister-in-law was in labour for the last three days. Sick, right? Anyways, since I'm incredibly impatient, I had to use up some time. So I broke out the pencils and the sketchbook. This is what I came up with...

Now for the big news.... drumroll, please.

I said DRUMROLL. That means tap your fingers on the keyboard in front of you until they hurt, then proceed.

I'm and AUNT!!!!

No big deal, really. KIDDING! HUGE DEAL :D

So after waiting out Carly's painstakingly long three day labour, Isla Grace has arrived! She entered our marvelous world at 10:51 pm (Fort St John time), she weighed 7 lbs. 10 ozs and was 19 inches long. She's healthy, happy, and has the infamous Friesen cheeks!

I can't wait to meet her! And since we're are headed to Florida for a week before I do so, I'm sure I'll be coming home with many a Disney wardrobe for this youngin'.

Pictures to come!.... in two weeks. :)

Go Go Gadget Friend Finder!

Well, you guys, I found my calling: secret spy. I don't know how I could've overlooked this obvious career in the past, but have no fear!

So you're probably thinking, "I obviously knew this was Whitney's calling for quite some time now, but how on earth could it have taken her so long to figure it out?" Well, I'll answer your question.

'Til now, I always thought I would have a typical career, like teacher, receptionist... possible stay-at-home mom, etc. But today, I realized I overlooked an entire cabinet of my capabilities. Spying capabilities, that is.

I got a Facebook message today from a worried mother of one of my very close friend depicting a concern of said friend's whereabouts. Now, since I'm the CAPTAIN of the worrier's team (yes, we have a team, and yes, my husband can vouch for my high ranking position of this team), I knew I had to break out the magnifying glass and dust off my memories of Inspector Gadget cartoons. Go Go Gadget Friend Finder! So I dawned my trench coat, which happened to be a free hoodie I got one year for doing the 30 Hour Famine, and picked up my co...inspector. We set out to find our Sarah: M.I.A.

Upon arriving at her apartment building, both myself and my co-inspector could not recall the most crucial clue to solving the case: her apartment number. However, a family was conveniently moving into the building, which, of course, entails many door opening and closings. After timing our approach to the security checkpoint (we'll call it that to add drama and suspense) perfectly, we entered through the threshold just as the courteous mother of the moving family held the door open to allow her dresser into the building.

After climbing the stairs, reaching our friend's door, and knocking 4 times, we waited. Clueless. (clever play on words, eh?). Cue Jeopardy music.

The door unlocked, opened, and there stood our friend, UNmissing in action. Turns out her phone was being stupid.

So as you can tell, we rock.