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5 hours to Canada

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Confession: I’ve never been out of the country.

…until last night.

If you’re reading this, then I guess Drew and I made it across the border to Canada yesterday. Believe it or not, Canada is just a few hours North of where we live. Visiting Quebec City was on our list of things to do while in New England, and we’ve finally set aside about five days to make it happen.

Where?

HERE

Yes, this area of Canada speaks both French and English. I took French in college, piled on top of the Spanish I took in highschool, so I have a tendency to mix the two up! Ugh… This could be bad. Very bad.

But, I’ve been practicing:

Ou’ est la MacDonalds?

I’ve waited three years to get this beautiful headache!

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Saturday, August 29, 2009
11:15am

The rain fell softly but persistently outside. Even though the summer air already cooled, I pulled the window open to hear the rain and let the crisp air stream in. I love the sound of rain. I fell asleep to it the night before, and woke up twelve hours later to the sky still dripping all around us.

Twelve hours. All a consecutive strand of uninterrupted stupor. I can’t remember the last time I slept that hard for that long.

The sleep started as a headache – the kind that dashes any hopes for Friday night fun. My eyes surrendered to the stabbing blade of light slicing through the crack in the bedroom door, taking aim for my head. All I could do was sleep.

I was exhausted anyway – from excitement and excitement and excitement. The headache was little surprise.

Drew and I spent the week making phone calls. Making plans. Realizing dreams. First, we told our parents. Then we called the pastor who will soon be Drew’s boss. Then we began the calls, text messages, and emails, to let everyone know that we will be returning to Georgia.

Yes, we are excited to have finally made a decision about our future. But, one thing is for certain, all this excitement – this positive stress – took its toll on my body just like any other stress would have.

And left me with a headache.

I woke twelve hours later to more rain, less headache, and a day to sit and think about what life will be like after seminary.

A day to wrap my brain around the fact that we will be returning to Georgia.

We will be back in our old world.

And we will be with people that we love and have missed for three amazing years.

With that thought – that restful thought – I faced my Saturday.

The Places I’d Go!

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Let’s pretend.

Let’s pretend I have $30,000 in spare change – between my couch cushions, of course.

And let’s pretend I can spend it however I want – on whatever I’d want. And let’s say that none of the money can be used for anything “responsible” or “altruistic” – I have to spend it with all manner of selfishness and materialism.

How would I?

First, I’d buy a cute car. Cute, like vintage-VW-convertible-cute. Duh.

Then I’d set aside about $5,000 for the home studio I’m dreaming of having one day. You know – like a place where I can sing at the top of my lungs and not worry about waking the neighbors. That kind of place.

Then I’d probably do some traveling. Where would I go?

hmm… To see a friend in South Africa, of course. Then see another friend in England. Then to the Bahamas for a nice long warm sunny vacation. And I may never come back. But if I did, I’d then hop down south to spend some quality time with some quality people. Then maybe take a few weeks and hang out on the left coast. I’ve got hugs for a long list of people over there! Then, eh, I’d probably end up back here. I mean, I’d miss my man, right?

Surprise! You found $30,000 between the seats of your car!!! Where are you gonna go?

Thanks for the post idea, Natalie.