And ENNNNND Hiatus!

I’m back!!

 After a much-needed and MUCH appreciated hiatus from blogging I am back. My soul needs to write again and thus my fingers are flying furiously across this keyboard in my excitement!

I hope everyone had a fabulous Christmas holiday. I know I did. The hubby and I made the long trek home to see both sets of families. I am terrified of winter driving so it’s always a bit of a prickly situation for me! But the Big Guy provided and we made it home safe and sound.

I love going home for Christmas. I love seeing all my old highschool friends, now toting their latest boyfriend or toddler home. I love my family’s traditions and how they just feel “right”. *sigh* I love listening to the same old Christmas cd I have listened to since 1989 till I am blue in the face! I love the food, the treats, the naughty drinks! I love the stockings, the gifts, the Christmas hats, dorky jokes and Christmas crackers! There is something so fabulous about being home for the holidays. But like always, despite the fact that I love my family to bits, after about three days I start getting irritated by stupid little things. This time we stayed for five days, and by the time we left I was ready to say goodbyes. Lol! Funny how that works. I miss them so much living away from them and then I get there and get irked by silly little non-issues! Oh well it never ended in conflict so we had a lovely time.

Then it was off to the in-laws for a few days. My hubby’s parents are building their dream home on this amazing 100 acre lot they purchased. They have put so much hard labour into this log home and when it’s finished it will be beautiful! We drove up to this new property for a “snow day” and throughly enjoyed ourselves. We snowboarded and snowmobiled and ate hot pizza and sat around a fire with hot chocolate. It snowed the whole time and the snow on the ground was above my knees! It was bliss! Even my teeny weeny dog loved the snow- though he wasn’t tooooo fond of the barn cat. It was an adventure and it was good for the soul.

The snow made for some baaaad roads driving back home though. We passed more accidents than we could count. One guy was actually getting the load from his semi truck pulled out of the river with a crane!! That wouldn’t be my idea of a good time. But again, the good Lord provided and we made it safely- the whole 10 hour drive home.

So all was good, even coming back to a rather chaotic mess at home didn’t bother me. We were lovely and relaxed until the next morning (New Year’s Eve). Hubster and I had made a quick dash to the grocery store to restock our fridge and were just pulling out of the parking lot when I camly remarked to my dear husband, “Watch out for that curb eh?” Now he either didn’t hear me (he said he thought I was joking???!!) or it just didn’t click because he promptly smacked our 5 month old, first new car EVER in and on top of the curb.  Now don’t get me wrong, my hubby is a FANTASTIC driver. But we were tired and distracted and it didn’t really make for an ideal driving situation. So anyway, we’re stuck on this icy curb and the car won’t go backwards OR forwards. So we get out of the car to assess the situation and it’s a doozy! We are officially high-centered on this damn curb. So I am BITING my tongue to keep from saying helpful things like, “I TOLD you there was a curb!” and “What the heck did you do?” and instead steam is blowing out my ears in my frustration. A lovely gentlemen pulls up next to us and offers to help, which was really good of him and pretty rare here in the city. Between him and my hubby they pulled/drove her off the curb. YAY right?

Uhhh no. As the car pulled off the curb I was able to see a massive puddle of brown liquid on the pavement. THIS was the conversation that followed.

Good Samaritan: “Uhhh buddy, I’m pretty sure that that liquid is from your car.”

Hubby: “Oh s*%$! I think I put a hole in my oil pan or something”

Good Samaritan: “If this thing is a four-litre you have about five minutes TOPS to get home”

Hubby and I: “GOOOO!!!!!”

So we hop into the car, yelling our thanks to the stranger. My hubby sticks the hazard lights on and flies across the nearest interesection to a gas station. He sprints out to the store, puts in 2 bottle of oil and zooms out onto the road. We’re flying through traffic, willing people to get out of our way, wincing at every red light and stop sign just PRAYING that our car makes it home.

And it did. And then we were stranded without a vehicle… and all the shops are closed cuz it’s the holidays… CRAP!

*Part 2 tomorrow!*