Billychica's Back

I've been nudged as I've been remiss in blogging recently. Not a lot has happened, but I'm not sure whether it's because life has become ordinary or whether I associate blogging with miscarrying so I've have stayed away...

In any case, I've buckled up and am back. We've had a crazy few weeks and have a few more ahead of us. We went to Montreal where we sat in a hot tub, by a fire and ate lots of cheese and drank wine over a long weekend. The thing that boggled my mind the most was that it was essentially like flying to Scotland for the weekend. But I've another stamp in my passport, which is extraordinarily exciting because I've wanted to go to Montreal for years. Still to go to Montreal proper but that will come, I'm sure. The highlight was getting lost on the road to our friend's log cabin, asking for directions in French and realising that I hadn't lost that much of my French after all. Spending all that cash on a degree wasn't a complete waste of time after all.

Straight after that was a visit from my Uncle and Aunt. Uncle and Aunt are the same in New York as back home, which is remarkably comforting. it was funny seeing my newly unemployed (aka retired) Uncle talking about retirement. The look of incredulity of not having to save anymore. I can only imagine.

We also went to the World Trade Memorial Museum. I'm still trying to work out what I think about that. Definitely not Auschwitz or the Peace Memorial Museum in Hiroshima. Need I say more.

Onward to visits from the FIL and the sister. I will blog...