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i found he smelled like oreo cookies.

 

when i left for work this morning i found it was quite cold outside (later learning it was -4). it wasn't until that moment did it occur to me that we're moving in december )a fairly unpredictable month weather-wise and at the very least a dark and cold month. while this does change things slightly in my head, i'm still confident it will go smoothly. at least it won't be snowy (i hope those aren't famous last words), it hasn't snowed on my birthday since i was a kid. about once a week we stop by the exile and peek in the windows. everytime we're there i feel more and more at home there. it feels very natural for us to make our home there. yesterday i concluded that it is actually larger than the maxi pad. it felt quite big compared to its smallness in my imagination. we ran out of boxes on saturday, so i'll try to get more at the grocery store. we only have 3 saturdays left before moving day, and there's much to do.

yesterday brendan's friend mj from school came to next for the first time. when b first mentioned her in september he told me that he thought i'd really like her, citing her dreadlocks and her traveling. so it turned out to be a fun surprise when he later learned she was a church-goer and he's invited her to next - which meant i had an opportunity to meet her. i really enjoyed getting to know her over the potluck. it reminded me of how bren once told me that she met some wonderful women thru mike when he was in school with all female classmates. it feels as though it's been a while since i met a new person who i really hit it off with. i was starting to feel like there was something wrong with me - like i'd lost my ability to make new friends.

andrew and shannon had us over for the santa claus parade on saturday night. we sat at their bedroom window looking into princess street watching the parade go by. perhaps the most amusing, and unexpected, part was the couple sitting on the sideway across the street. we concluded they were a relatively new couple because they were cuddling and kissing so much. the most hilarious part was when we observed them having a spat. we watched their body language and speculated about what was happening. in the end they made up but things didn't return to the same cuddly lovey-dovey state as before. it seems he got a text message or something that got the girl really upset. afterwards they fed a delicious dinner and we watched elf. there's a few holes in that story, they clearly tried to make the story the least confrontational (ie how did a baby end up at the north pole without the parents being traumatized and there being a country-wide search, etc) but their solutions to those issues make the story extra far-fetched. granted it is a story about a grown made elf in santa's workshop, so my standards for realism shouldn't be very high. i felt very drowsy and rested my eyes for much of the film, and when it was over i rambled in my sleepy state. strange things come out of my mouth when i'm sleepy.

 

we are under the same sun.