Happy Christmas!

Happy Christmas!

Happy Christmas!! December has flown by and suddenly Christmas holidays are here!  I can't even begin to express how much I am looking forward to the next 11 days.  We decided to spend time just the three of us doing whatever it is that makes our hearts happy.  I think the next few days are going to include lots of matching pyjama time, and all the Christmas movies we haven't yet watched this year (mainly It's a Wonderful Life, and A Christmas Carol).  A break from the everyday and a transition into vaca mode and then the beginning of a new year!

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Roadtrips + Memories

Roadtrips + Memories

Last night James and I were talking about how memories are not comprised of facts but feelings. What you remember is how something made you feel.  Even when certain senses trigger very specific memories it is almost always tied to the emotion of that past event or moment in time.  I love remembering certain trips we took or drives we went on, or things that in the moment didn't seem overly important but now when thinking back on them I'm flooded with happiness, fondness, love, good, and all the warm fuzzy's.  I love the idea of memories triggering certain feelings and remembering something so clearly because of those feelings.  Whenever we go on a trip somewhere I always have this idea that I want to purchase a new perfume.  Because smell is one of the most powerful senses when it comes to memory.  When we were in Vancouver last year I wore this perfume and now every time I smell that specific scent it instantly transports me.  

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Life Lately

Life Lately

I should have titled this post, "finding balance" or perhaps, "the ramblings of a mental patient".  Both would be true of how January has felt for us.  There's a lot of really exciting things going on behind the scenes (there are some exciting posts and changes coming soon) but a glimpse into our day-to-day would reveal a lot of going through the routine, striving for balance and acting a whole lot like hundred-year-olds.  I asked James the other day if someone were to describe the following evening scene to him how old he might guess that the people in the story were. Dinner at 5:30, kitchen tidy, tea on the stove, cookies in the oven.  Bed, snuggles and a movie at 7:30, and fall asleep by 9 sometimes earlier.  (Earlier than I'd ever admit to). He said 100. That ages us by 70 years.

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