So we left on Friday at about 5PM and I knew it was not a good time to leave to go on a long drive to the cottage on the Friday of a long week-end.
We sat on the 401 Markham Rd. through Courtice Rd for an hour and 15 minutes. Then we decided to go north to Taunton, get on the 115 and then take seven to hwy 62. Four hours later we arrived.
Upon arrival we baked an apple pie and watched Catch and Release. James was not amused but I love it.
Bed came quickly. Four hours of driving is tiresome.
We slept in quite a bit on Saturday morning and had a lovely bacon and egg breakfast then James headed out to Bancroft to get a few things I had forgotten to pack. I seized this time to get some work done that I had been trying to do for weeks but just could not get to at the office.
So two job descriptions and one business proposal down and I moved on to more work on the time lines in my business plan for the First Impressions department. By this time James was home.
I rounded out my work for Saturday with two chapters in my writing class and writing two class discussions to post when I am back in the land of the living and completed the second assignment. Then I moved onto two chapters of Pharmacology and discovered that not only are the ACE Inhibitors that cause of my bladder issues that my SSRIs have something to do with the queasiness I have recently been experiencing. Ahh! The things you learn. 
We cooked the M&M French Onion Soup that James picked up while he was out in Bancroft and we tried that for the first time. I must say it was sumptuous and there is now a broccoli and loaded baked potato flavours in the freezer can’t wait to try them. I may actually pick some up for lunch. $2.50 a pop and seven minutes in the micro, can’t go too wrong.
We had a lovely mashed potato, fried mushroom and onion, rib steak dinner and then we ate the lovely apple pie with whipped cream.
While we did all of this we watched a Harry’s Law marathon on Global (the only channel we get) and I have decided I might actually like that show.
We stayed up as long as we could and made through half an hour of Saturday Night Live. James went to bed I was half asleep on the couch. James lasted in the bed for about 15 minutes then came running out saying there is something scurrying around in there. I laughed at him and helped him into the middle bedroom.
We slept until about 6AM on Sunday morning when James announced his back was killing him and that is my queue to know that if he is not sleeping neither is I. But the other thing that happens when we are not sleeping is Brody does not sleep. So a walk in the dark at 6AM was in the cards.
Back home I curled up on the couch and fell deeply back to sleep.
At about 10AM James woke me up with a Bacon sarnie and tea. I nice start…
James headed out again for somethings he forgot yesterday. And I tucked into writing an article for submission to The Bark Magazine.
After that I spent sometime nursing a headache and reading more of my Pharmacology text-book.
I watched various episodes of The Simpsons which I truly think melted my brain and then Maid of Honour with Mc Dreamy and Mc Steamy came on and so I stopped to watch that. James arrived home with McDonald’s chicken nuggets and BBQ sauce. Oh how I love this boy!
More walks with Brody it is so lovely here we don’t want to stay inside.
James is napping as I write this and I am waiting for him to get up so I can put the ham and turkey in the oven… Yes I am attempting to cook a turkey and at the cottage none the less.
I have to admit that I have never been much of a cook and never really wanted to cook. But there is something in me right now that is wanting to nest. Have home, cook for my family, be a mother, be a wife, be a home body. I don’t know what it is but I was discussing this with my secretary about a week ago and she told me she is going through this too. She is recently married and we simply deduced that we have each finally found that right person after all this time and our maternal clock and natural feminine instincts are kicking in.
Don’t worry peeps I won’t be turning in my office wardrobe and giving up my career for cooking backing day and night. It’s just nice to know I might want it all…
I am sitting here watching 16:9 right now. I am so loathed by the people on this show. The first story was about the wild horses in Calgary and the fact that people find them to be a pain rather than a beautiful creature of nature that should be taken care of. The government doesn’t class them as wild which would mean they could be protected they are classed as feral which means they are seen as
vermin like the coyote. People are shooting them and leaving them to die and the only fine that can be laid is a $10,000 monetary punishment and an 18 month jail sentence. Even killing a deer out of season comes with a $50,000 fine. The next story is about amazing children growing up with AIDS. One boy was diagnosed with the disease at age five. His mother shocked that her five-year old had AIDS questioned his father, who actually admitted to injecting his own son with AIDS tainted blood in order to kill him to avoid paying child support. WHAT THE HELL HAS THIS WORLD COME TO?
Had a lovely visit with our neighbour Teresa. It was her mother’s passing that I spoke about back in August that was affecting my sense of mortality. As my former Art Teacher pointed out, it is hard to be in the generation watching the older generation pass away. We talked about Terry’s feelings and we laughed and watched some TV. It’s good to know that after all this time (we have known each other since before we were born.) we can still be that close. I promised we would get together for dinner soon. After all she only lives in Oshawa.
Anyway, it’s time to put my turkey in the oven and watch that for the next couple of hours. Potatoes, stuffing, garlic bread and salad and turkey! Mmmm my fave!
We are leaving the cottage tomorrow for the season. We will not be back until next spring. I am sad. I love this place. I hate to leave it. But I know it will always be there when the snow melts, the ice goes out and the seasons change.
As a child Thanksgiving was always my favorite time to be at the cottage. We would run around and collect leaves and sneak over to our neighbours place to dunk them in the wax that was set out for plucking the ducks that were caught… It was hot in the cottage from the cooking… The neighbours would come over we would all eat together. 20 of us. It was the best of times. We would have whipped cream wars and there was this once when I uncle and father tried to get a wasp’s nest out of the eaves… Oh but that my friends (in the immortal words of Hammy Hamster) is another story.
I hope that no matter what you did you enjoyed your day and were thankful for something. I know I am and I know that I have so much to be thankful for!
Sorry I have not written in a while. I am now trying to get my business up and going, writing for another blog and studying Pharmacology and Writing for the Web as well as working full-time and being all things to everyone in my life that need me. I promise I will make this blog a priority and am thankful that you are still reading my thoughts!
Be safe and see you all soon! 
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