October

As much as I love all the special people who had their birthdays this month, I must say thank God the celebration is finally over! I don't know if it's the age factor which leads to my lack of energy but I am gloriously exhausted from all the running about this month, especially for 5 of the 7 special birthdays. [I suppose the running about makes up for all the cakes I've had, but still...]

For the remaining of this month, I just have one more birthday to celebrate, one wedding reception, one hospital visit, one midterm, one assignment and then I can get back to myself. I suppose the motivating factor for this month was all the little things in life really, despite the very moody forecast.

I like working in downtown Toronto, probably loving it more and more. It's a different culture almost. People are dressed up, energetic, running about and just seemingly, have a goal everyday.

Despite everything, I still want to go back to Paris for December. Some days, I think about dropping everything here and moving there. Other days, I am more practical about it.

The zillion train of thoughts that run to my head, I often have to remind myself not to talk out loud about them, because they aren't censored very much. So, I apologize if you've had to try and understand my point of views this month, especially in our limited break time.

Mintz: My dinner with Sarah Polley - thestar.com

Mintz: My dinner with Sarah Polley - thestar.com

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Happy Birthday Mom

October is a really busy month on the home front.

Usually when my parents come home at night, one of us opens the door to greet them. Tonight, no one did, out of exhaustion and laziness. I was taking a nap. My sister was studying for her midterms. My brother and my other sister were on the computer.

So my mom comes home, a little dejected that nobody surprised her with a cake on her birthday. My dad came home and went to check the fridge for the cake and laughed. (I heard him laugh even when I was upstairs) Still, he managed to say to my mom, "oh the kids didn't get a cake for you this year but it's okay." (My dad's always cooperative, when it comes to surprising my mom haha)

My mom, even more disheartened by this point, went to take a shower since she found out there was no cake, that I was sleeping, and the rest of us were 'too busy'. She took forever, until my little sister told us that she was ironing her clothes and watching TV in the grownup's room, which translates to her getting ready for bed. At this point, we all walk quietly up the stairs with the cake. My dad goes in first and comforts her some more. The rest of us follow and yell out, "Surprise!!" then proceed with a birthday song.

She then had this huge smile and I think she was moved because her voice was a little different. Then she told us how she thought nobody cared to celebrate with her on this one-special-day-of-the-year. Then we all had cake after 11 PM (which means all of it is retained in our butts), and ended the night with some pictures and some laughs.

Tonight's a good night. Good moments are hard to come by but they're much more memorable.

Happy Birthday Mom! When friends tell me horror stories about their mom, or how great their mothers are, I think none of them are as great or as strong or as successful as you are. You bug the living daylights out of all of us but I'm sure we all do well in returning that favor. I hope when you get a little bit more savvy with the world wide web, you'll read all this, smile and be proud of yourself that this little unit you've created with dad turned out to be an alright bunch, lots of improvement needed but alright.

Little sister with her little comments

[Just cuz I know you're going to read this]

Nelly - Jenn, are you studying?
Jenn - yup, I have a test coming up
Nelly - what?? why are you working harder than I am? That is not normal!