It's My Party and I'll cry If I Want To....

Well, here we go. It's all going down starting today. Seven hour round trip to drop off the offspring at my parents house in London, who thankfully, will be watching them all weekend while the house gets emptied. I convinced my girl Kristal to come along for the ride and have my phone loaded up with some bumpin tunes to get us through the day. So thankful for good friends in this CrAzY hectic time in my life. Can't wait until tomorrow when the movers are all done loading up our stuff and I am going to party one last time like I was 20 years old again. I'm sure my 30 year old ass will punish me Sunday morning, but I don't care. I can't imagine any better to end my days here in Peterborough than at the bar where it all began with the ladies who were by my side over the last 11 years. I am one lucky woman to call them my friends. As I grow older, I realize good friends are so hard to come by and I am eternally grateful that we have found each other to lean on through this life. No matter where in the world we are.

xo....M

Down the Rabbit Hole We Go.....

I am so excited to start this next chapter in our lives. Our first home. Sigh. It's been a long, hard road to get here. So much hard work and sacrifice endured over the last few years all leading up to this amazing event in our lives. After renting since I was 17 years old, and always feeling like everywhere I've lived was just a place to hold my stuff, to lay my head down at night - never feeling like any of the places I've lived was my home. Finally, we were able to work hard enough to get exactly what we've been dreaming about. Almost doesn't seem real.

Throughout my life, I have always followed my heart and what I have envisioned what happiness is. Whether it was moving all over the place, changing jobs, starting/ending relationships, having the balls to just say what I feel and do what I think is right....everything I have done since I was 11 years old has been in the pursuit of finding happiness. Deep for a little kid, I know. Sometimes it's overwhelming to think of where I've been, and where I've ended up. I am so grateful for every happy, sad, devastating, wonderful, amazing moment, and wouldn't change one minute of it if it meant I wouldn't end up in the exact same place I am in my life now.

Having said all that, I will never truly be able to express how conflicted my heart feels right now having to leave behind all of those people who have helped shape the person I am today. Just remember, Love knows NO distance. This is NOT goodbye. If you love me like I love you, we'll make it work. Just as we always have.

T-minus three days until all our stuff gets picked up. One week until we fly out. One more cardboard box away from going CrAzY.

xo.....M

Glass slipper? High heels? They're almost the same, right?

Lately, Simone has been making me watch all the Disney Princess movies and is especially excited when there is a "True loves' first kiss" involved somehow. 

Well, here's my favorite FairyTale of them all:

Once upon a time, in a not-so-distant land, there lived a University student. Like all University students, she rarely studied and spent most of her time out hanging with her friends. One night, she went to her favorite pub in town to play some pool and have a few beverages. After getting situated, she ventured up to the bar to get a drink. Behind the bar stood this amazingly handsome man, who had the most captivating smile she had ever seen. She instantly knew he was "the one". She could tell that this was not going to be an easy task to convince the man that she was "the one" for him, as she could tell many ladies fancied that sparkling smile, and he was in high demand. She left the bar that night and went on with her life thinking about him constantly, hoping that every corner she turned she might run into him. 

Knowing where he worked, she went there a lot, hoping he would be there just so she could catch another glimpse of her future, and maybe even work some of her charm on him. Months passed. She ran into him at his work place a few times and he was a customer at her work as well. She knew that only time would be the messenger of love and she must be patient.

One night, while out dancing, the man was working behind the bar. She shamelessly flirted with him alongside many other woman who were doing the same thing. She knew their efforts were fruitless - he was meant to be with her - even if he didn't know it yet. She left the bar that night feeling like she had made quite the impression on him and that she wouldn't soon leave his thoughts. As she entered her apartment, she took of her shoes, looked around and decided it was now or never. She wanted to be near him again and wasn't willing to wait until their next chance meet up. She put her shoes back on, at 3am, and walked back to the bar where he worked. Given that it was way past closing time, she wasn't even sure if he would still be there. She asked a surly bouncer standing by the door if the man was still there, and if so, could he please go and get him. Butterflies filled her stomach waiting out on the sidewalk, 3 am, freezing, in the middle of January. And just then, he walked out the door and she instantly felt strangely at peace. She asked him to walk her home. They walked ever so slowly in the gently falling snow and talked about everything and anything they could think of. Not one moment of awkward silence filled the air. As they approached her doorway, in a dark back alley parking lot, she turned and faced him. He was still trying to resist her charm but under the moonlight, in the falling snow he was defenseless. They inched towards each other and shared true loves' first kiss. 

Sometimes it takes guts to say what you feel and take incalculable risks with your heart. 

I will never have to look back and regret that I didn't put my shoes back on that night. 

That was over 6 years ago. We're still living Happily Ever After. 

First post...stay tuned for a BILLION more ;)

Well, as if I don't have enough going on right at this exact point in time, I decided to start a blog.

See, my hubby and I decided we had enough of Ontario living and being that I am originally from the Maritimes, we decided to pack it all in and move to Nova Scotia. Just like that. Amazing how ideas can become actions with a little determination and planning. Hubby has been working his tushy off for the last 3 years and it's all because of him that we are able to move. That's right my dear - YOU did this. Everyone give some props to hubby - he bought me a house. And not just any house - the exact house I wanted. "A happy life is a happy wife" he always says, and believe me - he knows his stuff. He could have cared less where we lived - in fact he had never even been to Nova Scotia until the day we went there to look at/buy a house. All in one day. Teamwork at its finest.

So, needless to say I am CrAzY busy right now with the moving date only a mere 8 days away, hubby offshore in Thailand, and our 2 little ones running circles around me every minute they are awake. This blog is for my friends and family that are tired of reading my 800 status updates every day. If you know me well, you know that I almost never stop talking when I have real, honest-to-goodness, intelligent,  adult conversation.

Behold the world's longest run on sentence. Be back soon xo