Let me Explain

So if any of you are wondering why my blog is entitled "The Ninja's Wife" let me explain. Growing up, Mike was heavily into martial arts. He even attended a special school in Ohio where he trained in ninjitsu. I like to think of him as my own personal, but younger and way hotter version of, Mr Miagi (you know, "Danielson!", "Wax on, wax off"). There is a great comfort in knowing your hubby can kill people with his pinky finger (ok, I might be exaggerating just a bit) but it definitely doesn't come in handy when we try to wrestle. I am usually on the ground in some sort of choke hold, swallowing my own arm and am not able to breathe in about 15 seconds, but that never stops me from trying. Our friends once coined him as the Ninja, and...well... it stuck. I remember when we were dating and he decided to put his ninja skills to use. I was sitting in my living room, watching tv, by myself watiing for him to come over. I wasn't quite sure what was taking him so long. Mike took this opportunity to scare me...which he tends to do a lot because he always gets such a great reaction out of me. I am quite the screamer! While I was waiting for him, Mike scaled the wall of the house I was living in up to the second floor, where he found an open door. He crept downstairs and hid in a closet by my basement suite door. In the meantime, I had text him asking him what was taking him so long and asked him where he was. This was his text back..."I'm aleady here, come find me". So off I go into the dark house to attempt to find him. My pulse was racing as I knew I was going to be scared...and then he jumps out of the closet and scares the CRAP out of me. I screamed, of course, and then proceeded to punch him. hahaha. I think he may have been the one who wet his pants because he was laughing so hard. He was so proud of himself (although I must admit, pride aside, he got me pretty good). So thus commences my life of "walking on egg shells" and always having to look over my shoulder. It does keep things pretty interesting around here though, I must admit!

Guess Who's Back?!?!?!?

Guess who's back? Back again? Katie's back...tell a friend! Guess who's back, guess who's back...(Name that tune and don't be ashamed, you know we all used to listen to that song!) So I'm doing it. I'm updating my blog. So what if it's been like over a year and a half since I've updated! Really not that much has changed...well, other than the fact that Mike went back to school at the tender age of 29, we no longer live in Calgary but live in Edmonton, I was an early morning seminary teacher last year, I started a new job this week, Liz (my sis) is having a baby in a few weeks, Mike turned thirty, I chopped off my hair, etc See, nothing much to report ;) As I was reading other friends/families blogs today (KK's, Liz, Christin, Tara, Cousin Amy, and Becky's...just to name a few), I became overwhelmed with an incredible feeling of guilt for not updating my own. I decided, enough is enough, I need to be a more diligent blog writer..(plus all the threats I received were pretty good motivation as well)..so here is me, attempting to be just a little bit better.