I decided to add in this section for little updates on life, and maybe to hold myself accountable a bit when it comes to my plans and goals for the new year. We'll see how this goes together.
My Christmas felt odd this year. It felt like it wasn't happening somehow. Probably because the last few nights before the 25th were filled with shifts at work and staying up until 3 and 4 am to finish off my dad's gift. And because it was horribly warm. And when I say warm, I mean hot. Christmas day shouldn't be hot unless you choose to spend your Christmas on a beach in the Bahamas. I forced my family to deal with the cold house as I cranked up the AC so I could wear a sweater to help get me into the Christmas spirit. It was a quiet day spent at home with family, and it was pretty perfect.
After Christmas was over, we had one day to clean up after the festivities and pack up for a week in Canada.
The trip, like every other back to my hometown, Montreal, was too short. Not enough time to see all my friends. Not enough time to catch up with family. Not enough time to go watch a Habs game, get my fill of poutine, or go tubing (sledding) down a snow covered mountain. The city is incredibly frustrating and infuriating while also being full of love and happiness.
The reason for the trip was to attend my cousin, Kristie's, wedding. I am so thankful we were all able to make it up (especially since this was the first time my Montreal family were able to meet Kate) and I have never had so much fun at a wedding before. The ceremony and reception were held at the Hotel Place D'Armes, a very smart move so we didn't have to travel in between (when it is snowing out, this is a big deal). The bride was absolutely stunning! If you know me, you know I bring the tears for anything remotely sad or somewhat happy. It was really hard to keep it together during the ceremony and some of the speeches. I was very glad to have my niece, Kate, as a distraction. When the music during the ceremony would stop, she would pipe in with an "Oh no! What happened?".
I also loved that my best friend, Jen, and her man, J.S., could join the party after dinner. My brother reminded us a few nights before that when we were all younger, my family and my cousin Kristie's family, would spend New Years Eve together watching the ball drop. I completely forgot about all the years we had done that (I'm pretty sure they all happened before I was 10, and we moved to the States when I was 13). So for the first time in a long time, our families would countdown to the new year together, and I had my best friend with me. Best New Year's celebration ever!
The rest of the trip was full of snow, being cold, being pushed into the snow, slipping on ice (my boots were pretty, not functional), snow, bagels, and snow.
I can't wait until I can get back to Montreal. I already miss everyone and can't wait to see them again! Sometimes distance sucks! But I know I'll be back and that a move is in my future... Where o where will it take me?