I am, I am...the Luckiest

The thing about me is that I'm a really lucky girl. Lucky in the sense that I have good luck. I win things. If my name is on a ticket in a bucket before a drawing, it will get drawn. On the off chance it doesn't, I get irritated. I'm that lucky. I put a quarter in a bubble gum machine (yes, I still do that) and it invariable gives me two. I luck into amazing sales when I'm not even looking for them. I find things, awesome things, for free. Once I found a bike that I had really wanted for $350. It was over $1000 online. They only had one size left. Guess whose size it was? Mine. I drive through a packed parking lot and always find a spot up close where someone was just leaving. That someone usually leaves me a hefty balance on the meter so I don't even have to pay. I never get the middle seat on a plane. Never. I'm not kidding. I really am so lucky.

Last month Dave surprised me with a weekend trip to Whistler, BC for our one year anniversary. How lucky is that?

We took the lift to the top of the mountain.

The view was like nothing I've ever seen before.

It was incredible to see so much snow on June 25th.

Other people opted to bike down or hike. We decided to live on the edge and take the tram. Apparently it was installed for the Olympics.

We even stumbled upon a stock car race. We were two of about six spectators. It was a hilarious good time.

We took a couple of hikes to some waterfalls.












It was my first trip to Whistler. I was stunned by the beauty of it.

















Nairns Falls. It was a beautiful day.

Over the last year I've learned that I'm also the other kind of lucky. I'm lucky to have the life that I do. I'm lucky to have spent the last year with my very best friend. There's nobody else that I'd rather go to a Canadian stock car race with. Or go anywhere with. I'm married to the funniest guy alive. And the kindest guy. When I told my parents I was dating someone, they asked about him. I said, "He's the best guy I know." Everyone I've met in his life has said the same thing.

I like to think of myself as an independent girl and practical girl, someone who can do things on her own. But now, when I leave the house early and go to work, I close the door behind me and my heart hurts a little because I know I'm going to really miss that guy.

I love the Ben Folds' song, "The Luckiest". He says,

I love you more than I have ever found a way to say.

But I know

That I am

I am

I am

The Luckiest

I mean, look at this. I really am the luckiest.