Is it too early to be thinking about Christmas vacation?
Normally, I’m not much of a snowbird. Cold Canadian winters are fine by me. I love woolly mitts and cozy sweaters and hand-knit scarves and pom-pom hats.
Sure, it’s no fun having to set aside an extra 20 minutes in the morning for scraping ice off your car before the commute to work, but I always think the city looks best when it’s freshly covered in a blanket of snow. Plus, I always welcome any excuse to whip up a big frothy mug of hot cocoa. (Who are we kidding? I don’t need an excuse.)
But today my mind is drifting off to balmier locales. What can I say? I’m very susceptible to beach talk, and I have some chatty vacation-bound coworkers.
It’s been about three months since I was last lying on a beach, and I remember thinking I would take some time and intentionally soak up everything about that moment because it was perfect — warm sand, fresh clear water, bright skies and minimal aggressive seagulls.
And yet, all that intentional moment-soaking is not really making me feel any better as we head into November. Perhaps today’s doodle will help.
To be fair, we have been getting some suspiciously warm weather lately. What kind of Canadian November is this? I can’t drink hot cocoa in this near-20-degree weather.
Just don’t remind me I said that when two weeks from now I’m chipping ice off my windshield at 6 a.m.
I Thinked a Thought 