I have been having some fun in these last few days of 2008...doing a little window shopping and eating out, which, leads to day dreaming of dancing around pink tinsel trees dressed in a cute little blue frock and shiny little shoes with a sparkling flute of champagne and a table full of tasty sushi platters from what might be the very best japanese restaurant ever.
here's to a happy new year full of making day dreams come true!
cheers to gatherings, anticipation, laughs that make your belly hurt and your eyes water, marvelous little holiday worthy accessories, twinkling lights, frosty white snow, delicious food, delightful wine and tasty little treats!
today, not much unlike the past week or so, has been all about the simple things. 
even though I would LOVE to get in the car and drive it...anywhere really, I'm SO loving not being able to. it reminds me of being in europe. we're busy and exhausted. busy, hiking down and up the hill in the snow and ice to get to the market, hitting up a few local restaurants for some food and drink, making all kinds of food at home, keeping up the house, taking public transit downtown, snoozing by the fire, listening to music, taking pictures, making lists and planning all sorts of fun things to do. one of those things is to spend more time without the car. yes it is.
like spending the greater part of the afternoon in the neighborhood pub enjoying food and drink while reading about films and music and talking about plans.
like staring out the window at christmas lights strung along the deck railing. 
like hanging by the fire with rosy red cheeks after walking home in the snow.
a little bit of my frosty white intro to winter...been spending a lot of time around the house. no really, a lot.
that I treasured about fall this year...
...what these doors look like this time of year? do they string little twinkling lights around them? I am picturing beautiful, happy people carrying bottles of wine opening them to find themselves surrounded by warmth and the most wonderful smells and, of course, hugs and kisses. smells of slow cooked sauces to be tossed with fresh pasta, herbed fresh fish, octopus maybe, everything drizzled in fruity olive oil. what I would give to be there now, oh what I would give to see these doors in december.
