cold

It's darned cold in Toronto.

Ruth read my blatherings yesterday and said that even though there isn't much snow in my area, there is a ton of snow a bit north in Toronto. People have had to dig their walks and cars out from beneath a lot of snow, and kids are going tobogganning in the playgrounds.

Sara just called me yesterday to announce that there were only two days left until Christmas. We commiserated briefly about how exciting everything was, and then I asked her if she would teach me how to skate someday.
Her answer: "It's very easy, Auntie Debbie. You should put your left foot out, then your right foot, then your left foot, then your right foot."

Our friend Andrew (from California) is in town, and a bunch of us are getting together for lunch at Babur on Queen St. today.

Although I still haven't brought up our Christmas tree (will do that for sure today, though), I did buy a ponsettia yesterday and set it proudly atop our piano. I was also up until 3 am last night (insomnia) and finished wrapping presents as well as stringing up our Christmas cards on ribbon and hanging them across the bookshelves behind the piano.

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