Last night I officially welcomed the Christmas season. No, it did not snow, my hopes are still riding high for that one. Bri, Maggie, Simon, Jamie, and I went ice skating at an indoor plaza and then out to my favourite haunt, The Bookworm, for mulled wine and carolling. Simon and Jamie are from the UK, and hear this: they have NEVER skated in their lives! They don't have outdoor or indoor rinks where they live, so last night was their first stab at skating. I am so proud, because they were literally terrified, and by the end of it, they were moving easily around. I have decided that once a week I will catch the bus into Beijing and go ice skating. Chad would be SO PROUD of how smoothly I am skating backwards now. Maggie used to figure skate, so I am hoping she will continue to teach me sweet moves. I actually got lost for awhile there on the ice and forgot that I am so far from home-but then a couple 6 year old asians came barrelling at me with hockey gear on and my out of body experience was jolted. Those kids can really fly when they crash!
Next we went to the Bookworm, which is now my new favourite place on earth. All the walls are completely filled with books and there is a library portion and a store portion. The books for sale are crap, but I have been meaning to try David Sedaris for awhile so I think I'll sink my teeth into him each Sunday afternoon. This place is incredibly cozy, serves wine and delicious food, and reveals a great view of the city. I could be happy on Sundays again, just sitting and sipping and reading or marking, with my feet up and my mind somewhere else entirely...The carolling was very cute! The place was packed and hot and it smelled like cinnamon and candy. The mixture of white and asian people were all snuggled together, while the pianist led everyone in a swirl of Christmas tunes. My favourite was the Irish Christmas song, when people became rowdy; it felt like a celebration after a war or something. I had one of those, "this is my home and these are my people," moments (always bittersweet).
This morning I have my feet up, I'm watching Home Alone, and downloading Christmas music. I feel melancholic, but okay.
Missin you,
Shalom,
xox
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