I finally did it!

I know what you are thinking when reading the title... you naughty people, that's not what I am talking about!

Yesterday I had the day off from work and I went for my licence! Yup, I did not act like a complete idiot (trust me, last time was so painful even for me that I could not blame the poor state trooper for not giving me that licence), I actually did everything right, and at the end of it GOT MY LICENCE! Freedom here I come!
I can't even tell you the level of excitement in our house last night. Me for meeting my goal for this year (I was only allowing myself to have vacation for Christmas if I get my licence before it), and Alan for realizing that he never has to go to Christmas Tree Shop with me! (Yup, like all guys, he hates that place!)

Cheers!

Birthday bash!

Yup, I finally turned 21! Just kidding, I have turned 30 a week ago (I was smart and took my birthday off from work and spent it at home in my PJs), but my husband organized (with some help) a birthday party for me this weekend. I was so overwhelmed with the number of friends and family that came over to celebrate with me.

Being 30 is really not that different than being 29 or 28. I still have to get up at 5am during the week days, I still have to go to work and cook dinner and feed the cats as well. I was waiting for some sort of Earth moving experience, but that never really happened and I have a feeling that it will never really happen.

Thanks to all for coming and hanging out with me on Saturday!
Cheers!

All this rushing!

I was coming back from a conference today and had 1 1/2 hours before my train (yup, the joys of living in the "far" suburbs and not driving are having to wait for the next train...) and after getting treated by my friend W with an early bday present (manicure) I still had a little bit of time. I decided to quicky run into Macy's even though my head felt like the fog was descending around it (I have been sick since last Friday night). And guess what? They have the store dressed up for the holidays! And I mean Christmas! What the heck? Halloween was just last week and Thanksgiving is not even here.

I love Christmas, it's my fav time of the year. I love the atmosphere, the spirit, the gifts, the lights, the smells! I love Christmas music (I know I am corny),but for crying out loud, November just begun 5 short days ago and I have already heard a bunch of carols! By the time December 24th comes, I will be sick and tired of listening to carols (though my husband would swear that I can listen to Christmas music all year long!)
Each year I get more and more agravated at this craziness of jumping from holiday to holiday without waiting to even enjoy the one we are just approaching. I even find myself reaching out for the next thing and forgeting that I just acomplished something!

Where I come from we put the Christmas tree up on December 24th, and the holiday lights in the city do not get turned on until close to the 20th of the month (though I have not been home for Christmas in 5 years, maybe things have changed. I will have to check on that!)

All this being said, I still love Christmas. I will still love it even if the stores will start decorating for it in August! But I have to think of a way of protesting against all this "holiday rushing". Any ideas?