I took the weekend off. Yes me, the always working, over-achiever, took time off to spend with friends. <\/p>\n
First up – a blast from the past. The main character from one of my short stories. Sometimes truth is stranger, or in this case much better, than fiction. Kevin and I dated back in high school then on Friday, decades later, he picked me up at the airport for a wonderful evening of reminiscing and talking about our current lives. I think we both turned out well. It was so great to see him again. <\/p>\n
Then it was off to Robin’s to hang out in her hot tub even in temperatures well below freezing. I guess the warmer Vancouver weather hasn’t made me as much of a wimp as I thought it had. Even though I was only there a couple of days it was so great. Her kids have grown so much, they were a lot of fun and because I helped wrap all their holiday gifts, I know what they’re getting \ud83d\ude42 (the ultimate knowledge base of power this time of year)<\/p>\n
After a trip to the barn this morning to watch Robin ride and jump her latest horse it was back to the airport for the final leg of my trip home. I was sad to leave Toronto, but excited to come home to see Mom, Dad and my other brother and his family. Oh and have wild New Brunswick blueberries – way better than the cultivated ones out West \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
On the plane I worked on some copy to update on websites, revised my to-do list, started fleshing out content for the training seminars I’ll be conducting in the new year and thinking about possible questions that might be asked if a proposed interview with CBC Radio works out. (I’m very excited about this last bit – I’ll keep you posted)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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