Sunday, 14 December 2014

Day 108.......A wonderful happy day with my girls.

Day 108.......A wonderful happy day with my girls.

3 Girls and 4 Suitcases.

It's early Sunday morning, well it's nearly nine but I've been up since eight and the house is quiet and peaceful. I did have that conversation, in my head, about getting up earlier but the cold nose and knowledge that the coffee-maker was set for eight persuaded me to stay under the duvet.
The snow is still here but with tropical temp's of 4-6 degrees expected today and tomorrow, me thinks it will disappear. Long term forecast says we'll get some on Christmas Eve. How fantastic would that be.
Yesterday was that early start that I mentioned and we made it across town in plenty of time for Ali's workshop. Fortunately I spied a Tim Hortons around the corner and so we went there for twenty minutes and I had a coffee and a red velvet muffin. Note to self. Muffin was delicious but too sweet for breakfast.
After dropping Ali' in, Jen and I set off to find a craft store calle Michaels-Bill will be trembling now because he knows how much we love that store. The good news is that it was not a huge one but it did have some fab stuff at 50-60% off. And there was a Dollar store virtually next door. Paradise.
It was, however a forty five minute commute from Ali's workshop so we actually only had one and a half hours to spend there. Never enough time. Out loveliest purchase was a teensy weensy Christmas tree that I will post a photo of. Jen got a couple of compliments on it as we had to carry it around all afternoon with us.......it is very cute.
Ali had a good time at her 'thing' and she is signing up forweekly Drama classes today.......so we are off across town at noon for a meeting with the school-owner at one-fifteen, to fill in the paperwork. Their prices go up in January by $50/month so we are sneaking in just before the increase to stay at the lower price. It could be a sales gimmick, I suppose but the two guys who run the place feel genuine and Ali does want to be an actress. They will find her an agent and hopefully this coming year will bring auditions and some work for her. They will organise for her to hook up with someone who can help her adopt a North American accent  and her scottish one will go on her 'special talents' section of her resume-lol
After the workshop, we headed for our favourite downtown lunchspot, Five Guys (get yourselves along to one folks) and then the girls went shopping in a couple of stores whilst I sat in a corner and caught up with a few emails. Not bored, not unhappy to do so......it was peaceful and I was happy.
We had to head home early because Jen had her first babysitting gig at five, with a seven month-old baby boy. I chummed her there because it was an area she'd not been and the brave lassie said that she'd be absolutely fine to come home by herself. I forget sometimes that, at her age, I was a qualified staff nurse, in charge of a ward full of kids.
She is mature and wonderful and she had a bit of a tough time with the baby because he is teething. I tried to help out with several sugestions via text and eventually after forty five minutes of screaming, he fell asleep for the rest of the night. I know that she felt like a failure for not being able to console him better but I tried to resssure her that teething is hellish for everyone in the house and that his mother may not have been able to console him much better. She earned her (very decent) pay and the mum brought her home.
Whilst she was out Ali and I watch the Lord of The Rings. Ali had put together a pasta/chicken leftover dinner for us, when I was walking home after chumming Jen and it was delicious and original and I was really chuffed because it was unexpected.
I had really enjoyed the walk home, looking at the Christmas lights on the houses but was desperate for the loo, when I got home. You know that cross-legged hopping that you have to do sometimes? Perhaps it's just us older ladies but note to self, again, restart your pelvic floor exercises-lol.
I had a wee conversation with Andrew via text, which was lovely as always and my day could only have been more complete had I managed to connect with Bill.
And on that note, I will close.
Love to all,
Lxxx

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