The Stay at Home Mother

This week we went to Stanley Park to ride on the Christmas Train. It was raining and seemed like a really miserable day... but because we went during the week, and purchased tickets for the 4:30 train ride - it was actually pretty great.

There weren't any crowds, it was dark, and we were able to park right at the front entrance. And were able to walk right on to the train without any waiting around in line ups (as we have in the past)....yep....this year we finally learned how to do it right...

This weekend, we will be going to look at all the Christmas lights in our area. Every year, we fill a thermos with hot chocolate and head out with the radio playing non-stop Christmas songs. The kids love it (and this will be the year my daughter will remember it...as she will be two in January).

We have visited Santa twice already in the past two weeks. My son loves Santa and my daughter....well...let's just say as long as I am holding her, she is ok with him. ;)

Next week, I am driving in to Vancouver to have lunch with my former boss from ten years ago (wow - can't believe it has been that long). We've remained close through the years of working together, working at different companies...me having children, and him having grandchildren.

And I just received a parcel from my best friend Marianna in Regina for my children. We have been best friends since high school...twenty years ago...ugghhh...I feel old....ha, ha.

But really it makes you feel good when you have friends who have remained a part of your life...through the bad, through the good, and who you can count on to always be able to pick up the phone and just call. And they always make you feel like there is no distance between you - and that they have always been right there beside you.

If there is someone that you haven't connected with for awhile and you want them to know that you have been thinking of them - pick up the phone and just do it. It's so nice to have someone do that - and especially at Christmas - when it means the most.