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Stay-cation

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This past week I had some time off, and for the first time, really since my maternity leave, I was able to play “stay-at-home-mom”.  I was really shocked by how much I enjoyed it, because I never thought I would.  Willow and I made our way across Toronto to play, swim and eat.  I had time to relax, cook and catch up on house work.

Our good friend Sarah paid a visit and, with the exception of visiting the ROM [Royal Ontario Museum], we did pretty much what we always do when we’re together: play games, watch tv, eat and drink beer.  It was so good to spend time with her and I wish it could have been for longer.

Consecutively (like 2 hours after Sarah left), my mom and youngest brother Danny, who was on his spring break, stayed a couple more days with us.  We went swimming, ate take-out and saw the Broadway show “Once” at Mirvish Theatre.  After I went back to work, my mom and Danny took Willow for the day to explore the aquarium and eat mac n’ cheese. I love seeing my mom and Danny, and Willow had a the best time.

I wish I could expound more, give you more than just an update on all this past week has been.  I apologize for the flat, general statements (not enough parentheses in this post, I know). I have so many feelings and unprocessed thoughts.  But right now I don’t have the time or energy.  Because, well 1. I had to go back to work and 2. House of Cards (am I right).

Happy Friday friends!

xoxo

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Solitude

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100% of my day is spent with other people.  I am an introvert my friends.  Do you understand what that means? It means that if I can’t find space to be alone to process my thoughts, I feel cramped.  Creativity falls through my fingers like sand.  So I found some space.  A winter walk.

I have always hated winter.  I hated being cold.  I hated snow.  Then I met this great guy named Jazz (he is so great, I married him) who loves the winter.  I couldn’t understand it, but the more time I have spent with Jazz the more I understand.

Going outside and raising your heart beat, forcing your blood to warm your entire body, while a cold breeze brushes against your skin is an amazing feeling in the winter months.  Allowing any UV rays that make it through the clouds to nourish your body with vitamin D makes your mood more even, more joyous.  Experiencing still moments of soft snow flakes, after miles of travel, humming down onto the earth or hearing a gentle wind blow in off the lake brings a different kind of peace and quiet than the summer ever could.

I have found that what is true for the winter is often true for the difficult feelings in our lives. If you don’t get out and face the cold, face the pain in our lives, you start to decay a little.

I am not afraid to face the cold of winter or of my heart.  Are you?

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Sunday Funday // Art Exhibit

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Happy Halloween

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A Tourist in Your Own Town

Ever since we moved to Toronto, I have this constant, nagging feeling that I am missing something extraordinary happening in the city.  Like there is some underground, epic “thing” that is going on that I cannot go to because I just don’t know it exists.  And I would most likely have the best day of my life if I went to this “thing” because I would love it so much.  Whatever “it” is, it is beckoning me and calling me.  I am becoming borderline obsessed with finding the “thing” I don’t know about yet and may not even exist.

All this is making me anxious.

So I came up with a theory, in order to find my “diamond-in-the-rough-of-a-good-time”, I have to start from the very beginning.  You know, a very good place to start [you see the “Sound of Music” solves everything]   And that means, [ahem, let me clear my throat in preparation for your gasp] being a tourist.  I know, I know, tourists are typically bothersome pests  to the steady local, with their camera slung around neck, fanny pack in tow and peace sign ready at any given moment.  And although becoming one of them in your own town is a walk of shame, I am willing to do it to win my prize (please, mind you, I am being slightly facetious).

So first on the list, Kensington Market. An eclectic melange of shops and restaurants line the streets of this famous outdoor market, and to be quite honest we didn’t do our research.  We just assumed it was a big open air market housing your everyday fruits, veggies, meat and dairy.  While of course there are places you can buy these things, Kensington Market is far from this.  It is an outdoor strip of shops lining several streets rather than an enclosed and contained market.  There is everything from espresso bars, local art, vintage clothing stores, and bike shops to any kind of world food you can imagine. And if you like people watching, this is the place to be.  There are people from all walks of life treading through Kensington market.  We encountered a young performer who was busking by reading Dr. Seuss books.  Really. And the hipsters.  There are no words.

Willow is becoming accustomed to public transit as she takes the bus and the subway with me each day to work, but her absolute favorite is the street car.  They zip by the end of our street every 6 minutes or less and with each encounter Willow emphatically proclaims, in her native Willownease, “street car!!!”, and throws her hands in the air in absolute joy.  It’s adorable.  So taking the street car to Kensington Market already made her day.  Watching all of the people and performers was the icing on the cake.  I thought she would be overstimulated, as I was, from the immense crowd, but she was thoroughly entertained and managed to be completely content, even until we arrived back home [except for when we bought ice cream for ourselves and she found out we were eating it behind her back–oops].

Kensington Market was a great experience, but you won’t see me hustling back there anytime soon.  It was just a step in my master plan to finding “that thing”, and honestly a big crowd amongst an overwhelming amount of tiny shops doesn’t completely hold my intrigue.  But I’m glad we went.  The best part was the streetcar ride home when we had almost the entire back car to ourselves and made silly jokes and pointed at babies and dogs.  The list seems impossibly long, but exploring the city with my loves is kind of magical in and of itself.  There will be many more adventures to share.

Have you ever felt like a tourist in your own town?  I would love to hear your stories.  Until then.

 

xoxo

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