The last few days flew by much faster than desired. Every night of the week was filled with a miniature adventure.
Most recently I spent the end of the week attending classes for my Master's Certificate in Project Management, and as usual it was a very educational. This was the fourth session where we learned about Procurement of materials and services, and I found the whole area of 'Contract A' and 'Contract B' and how you go about evaluation of vendors and bids was very interesting. Furthermore, I have discovered that Calgary's weather is on a two week cycle that corresponds to the two week cycle of my course. It seems that whenever the Weather in Calgary is due to be absolutely spectacular for a couple of days, those are the days I'm due to be indoors sacrificing half of my weekend.
Friday night we went out to celebrate Sonja's birthday at Classic Jack's. It was a fun time and a good deal of people cycled through to say hello and wish their best. I definitely had a good time catching up with everyone, but in hindsight a measly six hours of sleep was barely sufficient to keep me alert during Contract Law thankfully my friend caffeine was there to ensure my wakefulness.
Saturday after my class, we met up with the usual gang for another battle involving the Roughnecks. We were triumphant over the Sting, and after a long drought we now face two games in two weeks. Hopefully we can improve on our third place standing.
Today was a nice relaxing day, with a sleep-in, followed by a visit with Peter, and a viewing of TMNT. The movie was just as cheesy as I had expected. It brought me back to my after school cartoon days, and the CGI was phenomenal. I'm not sure if it was worth the big-screen, big-sound price, but it was entertaining. For a PG flick it did have a pretty twisty plot, and they did a pretty faithful job bringing the Turtles back.
Now, I'm standing at the end of another weekend, with another packed week ahead of me. It isn't all stacked on the working side of the coin, as I do have an evening watching Nelly Furtado in the Saddledome. Keeping on this pace, I'm sure I'll be turning around and March will be gone.