Monday, July 8, 2013

Car Ride


Yesterday marked 12 years of being married for Scott and I, and we celebrated it with a family trip to the movies to see Despicable Me 2, take out Chinese on the way home, and matching antibiotics. Which, as my friend pointed out, is a lot better than matching track suits, which is probably true.

On the way to the movies, it poured rain. It was a quarter to three in the afternoon and it teemed. I pointed out that 12 years ago to the minute, I was getting out of a car, and running into a church to avoid been soaked by a very similar downpour. I remembered umbrellas held up as I dashed, well, as much as I could dash in high heels, the only ones I've ever worn. So it teemed and I tottled, but that's not the point.

We drove to the movies yesterday, loaded up with cough drops and two kids in the backseat, remembering the thunder during our wedding ceremony that made the small UofT church so cozy. We told the kids about how afterwards we walked out of the church into sunshine and bubbles and family and friends. That we enjoyed experiencing a little bit of everything that day.

By the time we got to the theatre, the rain was done and the kids may have stopped listening to us go on. But we were happy remembering, and giddy with feeling better and both of us agreed it was turning out to be a pretty great day.

Saturday, July 6, 2013

Seriously

Tonight I'm hoping is the night to end the cold of all colds. I have been sick with a horrible cough for almost three weeks, so is Scott and now William. Finally doctor said today it's worse, no longer a virus and ergo, I get antibiotics! Yes, that makes me happy.

Also making me happy is that we leave for England in less than three weeks.

Happy is also the many wonderful books I'm reading right now (more Pym, Cassie Stocks, Lisa Moore, Kate Atkinson...) while having the kids home (albeit sick) and enjoying playing lots of board games.

And very happy today to receive the page proofs for my very first publication since being a student. I've written a short non fiction piece that is to published in an anthology later this month. I'm over the moon and for some reason doubting and overwhelmed at the same time. That's why I don't want to give away details just yet. The support and excitement I've received from friends is outstanding.

Now off for some show watching, something British, to put us in the mood for our trip. Train tickets are booked, as are hotels and a few events. If someone had told me a  year ago this was the summer I'd get to go back to the UK and be published, I don't think I would have believed them. Not sure if I do even now.

Also, tomorrow Scott and I have been married for twelve years and nothing, nothing beats that.