Recipe: Cheesy Pasta Presto

I give credit to Rachael Ray for this gem.

It’s super easy, and yummy.

Of course, I don’t follow the directions to a tee for any recipe, so here is my rendition of it:

Ingredients:
Pasta – penne or fusilli
10 strips bacon – cooked until crispy; cut into small pieces
1 small onion, chopped
1 lemon (or about 1/4 cup lemon juice)
1 orange (or about 1/4 cup orange juice)
1 cup chicken broth
1 cup fresh basil, coarsely chopped
4 cups arugula, coarsely chopped
1 cup ricotta cheese
1 cup grated parmesan
olive oil
garlic (minced – several cloves)
salt
pepper

Cook pasta until al dente.

While pasta is cooking, place large skillet on medium heat and add and swirl around some olive oil to lightly coat pan. Add in minced garlic, onions, and saute until lightly browned. Add in chopped bacon and season with salt and pepper. Add juice of lemon and orange and stir. Add chicken broth and bring to a boil. Let sauce reduce a little bit. Mix together pasta with the sauce. Then add the ricotta and parmesan and mix. Add more pepper if desired. Stir in basil and arugula.

Enjoy!

The "I Like Your Home Better" Myth

Over the years we have really tried to be teaching our kids about money (it’s an ongoing process of course): the value, how to save, how to stay out of debt, how to be responsible with it. Hence why I did my blog money series.

Rob and I also talked a lot when we got together about how we wanted to raise our kids when it came to things like money, and the bigger picture of “entitlement” (an excellent resource book is the one I talked about here). Having had 2 marriages between us under our belt, we did not want to make some of the financial mistakes that had burdened us when we got together, so we made very clear decisions on our finances.

This included of course staying out of debt, saving and spending a lot on vacations, ensuring our future was as secure as we could plan for while still living well now, setting aside some money for future education for the kids, and providing a modest allowance for the kids.

We also agreed that “Gifts” for the kids would be primarily given for Birthdays, and Christmas or at our discretion. The occasional spontaneous gift is fun, but gone are the days of just asking – or really expecting- a gift.

We also agreed that life on weekends and during the week would revolve around simple activities. Spending time together (or the occasional one on one date), arts, crafts and projects at home, cooking together, playing sports together and watching a show or movie while having a family room sleepover. We wanted to ensure we had lots of down town time for the kids to just be creative and play together. Sundays would also be “electronic free” which would force some creative juices.

Activities such as going to the movies, amusement parks, museums, shows, bowling, or even out for dinner were going to be reserved as “special” and done occasionally throughout the year. We felt strongly that constantly stimulating and entertaining made for “diluted” experiences (become expected and not special) and entitled kids.

Of course, when you make decisions like these, you KNOW you will get scrutinized from the “other side” (e.g. The ex). Especially since this is a completely different approach than at her house during “her time”.

However, we don’t need to be “the same” and have just focused on how we want to raise our children in our home.

But somewhere along the way the message seeps in that “one house is better” than the other. One house is the “strict house” (and I’ll  admit that’s our house but I personally think that’s a good label to have anyways:)), one house is “more fun” and one house “is where the children prefer”.

We’ve actually witnessed some of these “suggested ideas” first hand. Last year Rob overheard a conversation between Sam and his Mom (Sam had forgotten to hang the phone up after calling Rob) where she was saying things to Sam like “Your Dad is so cheap, he never buys you anything, he doesn’t take you anywhere, keeps it all for himself”. Of course when Rob called her on it, she didn’t even deny it (because she couldn’t) but stated an example where Sam was concerned about making sure he brought to our house some of his money that he got for Christmas because he had to pay us back for something he bought. Her comment was “I don’t know what it is about your house but he’s scared that he has to make sure he repays you, I don’t know what it is….”.

Yah. He likes your house better. He likes you better. He hates being at his Dad’s. He hates his stepmom. They don’t do anything fun with him. He is sad and deprived when he is at his Dad’s and all he can talk about is his Mom.

Would that make you feel better if we told you that?

Because you can think it. And you can try to force feed it to the kids. And you can revel in feeling like the preferred parent, if you need to.

But the reality is – we were thrilled that Sam was concerned about remembering the money. We had just talked about how he was planning to remember, and he had come up with some great strategies. We had talked about not getting “in debt” and the importance of paying people back. He was thrilled that we praised him for being responsible and dependable – and independent. And the little item that he had purchased and owed us money for, you can bet he took better care of it than the million other things he is handed. Mission accomplished on our side of things!

And the other reality? He actually likes being here – just as much as he likes being at his Mom’s.

You can try to convince yourself otherwise if it makes you feel better, but I am really guessing that children don’t have a clear preference of one home vs another. Now they may like “certain things” better: a particular tradition, or a meal, or a rule, or an activity. But they just learn to associate those “things” to your house.

I worried at first too that our house would be viewed as second best, primarily due to the fact that it is admittedly “the strict house”! But then, I thought of my own preferences.

Did I prefer having all 5 children , 3 of them, 2 of them, or no one?

I love all of it – and sometimes don’t like all of it.

I love the family of 7, and there are many activities we will only do as 7.

But having days and nights with fewer kids allow us to have the individual time that is so badly needed too.

Then couple time? It’s such an amazing thing to have a built in date every week and down time together – and on our own.

Do I miss all or some (depending on the circumstance) of them when they aren’t around? Of course!But I also know they are spending time at their other home – and loving it too.

So, I can’t say I have a clear preference. Each “scenario” has its pluses and minuses. But we have a little groove and routine we get into with each scenario, so I always look forward to that. And honestly, I don’t think of what I’m missing anymore. Just focus on what I love about being in the moment I’m in.

I think our kids must feel this way too : not a strong preference, but a mode, groove, routine and set of behaviors they get into. Some things they like, some they don’t. There are likely times in their life that they will prefer one vs another. But we all know that sometimes our preferences don’t always lead to what is actually good for us in the long run anyhow.

And I imagine if your kids DO indicate a strong preference, you may need to check in with yourself to see if they are telling you this because YOU need to hear it (especially if you are hearing stories about the wicked stepmom:)) But likely once they calm your insecurities and feed your ego (not their job, by the way, but something they learn to do from a young age unfortunately), they go skipping off to enjoy the things they love about their other home.

So let’s try to break this competition too. Let’s celebrate the different routines, and the different opportunities that “differences” provide us! Let’s try to remember that kids love their two homes and not worry about competing. It will make everyone a lot happier in the long run.

And I imagine as they grow and then start families of their own, they will take from each home all the things they “like” and create their own family culture. I’m sure then they may appreciate what they have learned from their two homes.

Quote of the Week

 
“When something bad happens, you have three choices. You can either let it define you, let it destroy you, or you can let it strengthen you”.
 
 
I had the privilege of attending my work’s second annual “Connections Day”.  I talked about the first one back here.
 
It is basically a day that is all about our clients and helping them connect with each other – share their experiences since what they are going through is similar and hard for others to understand. Its not about drumming up business for ourselves.
 
I got to sit back and enjoy the conference this year, as last year I was the organizer.
 
Every time I go to a conference of any kind, I try to find at least one or two good things that “inspire me”.
 
Well, often my clients inspire me, although some more than others I will admit. And it is rare I walk away form a conference without some new little epiphany – since I am always seeking one.
 
This year I was struck by something a young man said. He was the son of a man who had been in an accident and suffered a brain injury and was going through all the changes and recovery grief with his family.
 
Someone was mentioning how challenging it must be to be “the son”. The reality is, it is challenging to be the son, the daughter, the spouse, the mother, the father, the sibling, the friend…and the survivor.
 
His response, while acknowledging the challenges was “I desire the positive so much in my life. I choose to take an optimistic view”.
 
I LOVE that. I CHOOSE to be optimistic. I DESIRE the positive.
 
What an example of a beautiful philosophy in life. This young man is going to have a great life with an attitude like that.
 
I’m so glad to have the opportunity to learn from him.
 
 

 
 
 
 

Christmas Chain

Ever since Halloween finished (3 days ago), Josh has been crazy into Christmas. Making lists, checking out websites, and asking me non stop about stuff.

The other night, while lying in bed saying good night, he commented how I am not listening to him.

I knew exactly what he meant.

My office is at home, and so I am often working at home (downfall of working at home). I don’t usually close my door, so the kids often come in and chat or ask for help with homework . I do try to do most of my work when they are not around, but sometimes, it spills over.

The other day was one of those days where I had to get some work done while the boys were around. Josh kept coming in to show me different things that were going to be on his Christmas list.

I listened, but I was also still working. I guess he noticed!

So, when he commented how I was not listening to him,  I told him, I was listening “90%”. He started to quiz me on what he had been telling me throughout the day. Luckily, I was listening 90%, as I got most answers right – much to his surprise, and he was quite pleased about that. Me too.

He was talking a lot about Christmas. And asking how long it was until Christmas. And when we were doing certain traditions.

I suggested we make a link chain – one for each day until Christmas, listing the things we already have scheduled, and then everyday, he can take off a link.

So, we made the chain yesterday. He was pretty happy about it and enjoyed drawing out certain events for certain dates. We decided that on the last link at Christmas (Christmas eve morning) – we would go get donuts for everyone for the real “last link” (since the links look like a donut). he was super pleased about that.

I’ve heard of the link chain being done before for kids that are younger. Josh is 9. But, I thought I would do it this year because I love the fact that he is still “young” enough to have such excitement and anticipation. Soon enough he may become too cool for something like this.

So the chain is now hanging in our kitchen, and I have to admit, it does get me a little excited too!

Josh making the Christmas chain
The Chain:)

Monthly Snaps of Life

The everyday little moments are the ones I want to remember most:

Thanksgiving dinner – I forgot to add this one:)

Gabe’s taking trumpet at school

Often what goes on with Rob and the kids

He always wins:)

Little Bunny waiting to go trick or treating. I told him we had to have at least one person come by before he could go out…he patiently (and so cutely waited)

Watching TV

Saturday nights with just the two boys

Josh lying in the hall as I was getting ready. Reminded me so much of the YEARS that both boys would be at my feet while I got ready!

Now they have the camera to document

Waiting patiently at Church for the Dad’s to finish talking:)



The Stepmom War

While I was away last weekend, Zach sent me a text that Gabe was going to sleep over at his Dad’s house.

Just so there’s no confusion, “My stepson was going to sleep over at my ex’s house with my sons”.

Weird, I guess, or maybe funny is the right word? Or maybe, totally awesome.

This week I was reading a post on a website where a writer was saying her kid’s step mom thinks she’s “the Mom”, and how should she handle this situation”?

The responses were a mixed bag of “ignore it”, to “hunt this evil witch down”, to “have some discussions on boundaries” to “perhaps you are overly sensitive and this step mom is trying to take care of your kids with their best interest at heart”.

It got me to thinking – why does it seem that the step dad thing is nowhere near as complicated as the step mom thing?

Hats off to my amazing step dad husband and my ex I guess. I see first hand how my husband treats my boys as his own all the time. He attends school functions, parent teacher interviews, sporting events, will stay home when they are sick, take them to the doctor, play with them, help them with their homework, discipline them, wrestle with them, love them. I think we decided the only thing that is really really hard is cleaning up the mess Josh can leave when he’s really really sick:)) That seemed to be the line:)) (kidding – sort of).

He does all this because he loves them and they are part of his family and that’s how he is choosing to raise all his kids – giving them all his best. Is there the same connection to the boys as to his own kids? Nope. Do the boys look to him as their father? Nope. We see the differences! Of course there are differences – on both sides! But do they matter? Nope. He is their one and only step dad. They are his stepsons. There is no competition to be had about anything.

For my ex, I’m sure initially he felt threatened. It’s easier in many ways to just not have anyone else in the picture, so I’m guessing it was an adjustment. However, now? I think he’s pretty darn confident that he’s the boys’ Dad, and pretty darn appreciative that when he is not with them they are so well cared for and loved by me and Rob. He is respectful to Rob (which I think is key) and appreciative and grateful because he loves his boys so much he wants them to be surrounded by love all the time – not just when he has them.

But why is it so different with Stepmothers?

Or maybe we just lucked out in the step dad/birth dad realm? However, I know Rob has no issues with his children’s step dad either – and he happens to be an ex-close friend of Rob’s! Rob’s wish is that his kids are treated really well by their step dad!

But with Stepmothers it appears to be different. And the websites, blogs, even word on the street supports that it is one of the hardest roles ever.

In my own situation, I’ve been accused many times of “thinking I’m their Mom”. Last year when my name appeared on Sam’s class list (I talked about it here), it sparked that exact situation. Trust me, I did not run to put my name on the list. It had never been there in previous years, and never since. I am of course listed as an “emergency contact”if the parents aren’t around, but I also happen to pick the kids up frequently so the teacher must have assumed my name could go on the list  beside my husband’s (and don’t worry, their mother was also listed). But it stirred the pot and she got into it with Gabe (might be easier if she got into with me, so I could set the record straight) about me thinking I’m their mother or trying to take that role. Gabe’s response to his mother was “don’t worry, we know you’re our mother and that’s all that matters”.

Of course, that response from him was one that just solidified her thinking, because the reality is the response should have also been “and don’t worry she doesn’t think she’s our mother”. But it’s not his battle to fight.

And the hard part I think to explain or express without it sounding bad is the other part of the response really is  “and she doesn’t want to be our mother either”. That sounds harsh I know (and could I’m sure be manipulated in some way to be mean), but the reality is it is very hard dealing with someone else’s children!!! I don’t want to engage in a lose lose competition. I’m perfectly happy being the lucky winner step mom and create our own unique relationship;  that of being an added caregiver, role model, confident, guide, support. Basically an extra person who is in their cheering section who loves them a lot. An extension of their family.

The way I see it is there are a couple of routes you could take as a step mom : not be involved or be involved.

Is there a “right one”? I don’t think so. I think it has to do with the life and family you personally want to create.

Both are hard roads and have implications on your marriage, your relationship with your step kids, your relationship with your own biological kids (if you have any), your relationships with extended family and friends and your relationship with yourself.

I knew, from the get go, that the only way for me was to be an involved step mom. Which I guess was unfortunate for my skid’s mother, because I think that would not have been her preference. ( Although, quite honestly, I think I’ve also heard my fair share of “if you were her real kids she never would do XYZ” so I think I would have been in the same hostile boat anyhow….)

I knew I could not make my boys their lunch, and then insist my husband make lunch for his kids. It would feel so petty and not set the dynamic that I want in our marriage either. I could not make a birthday cake and candy poster for my kids, but not my skid’s. I could not help with homework when they asked (or always send them to their Dad) if I was completely out of the loop with what was going on at school. I could not do special things for my boys, and not for my skids. It’s just not me and it’s not the kind of wife, mother or stepmother I want to be. It’s not the family culture I want to create. No, we are not a traditional family, and I am not the mother to my skids. But they are my family, and it is my family, and I will work together with my husband to create the family dynamics we want to try to achieve. I choose to be the kind of mother, and stepmother that I want to be! It may be different than what other people choose, but it is my choice.

Have I made mistakes and maybe stepped on toes along the way? Of course!!!!!! You think it’s easy to step into a hostile situation and be the perfect step parent? Every move you make is micro analyzed and critiqued and judged. You think it’s every woman’s dream to have to raise another woman’s children part time (or full time for some even)? You think every woman wants to find out their dream man comes with the added bonus of a hostile ex wife??

So yes, I admit I have made many mistakes. And will unfortunately make many more as I navigate unfamiliar waters. And I will also admit I have stirred the pot sometimes and ok, I admit I have taken great pleasure in stirring that pot sometimes!!!! Sometimes it’s really out of sheer spite, but more often than not it’s out of anger, frustration and hurt and occasionally just poor judgement on my part.

But most of the time, we just do what we do because we both love these kids to bits. As our own, as our skids, as our family unit, and out of a deep love and respect to each other. I chose to love my skids initially because of my deep love for their father. I choose now to love my skids, because, well, I think they are awesome people who have greatly blessed my life and are an integral part of this amazing blended family dynamic we are creating.

I think the issues that surround the relationship between a stepmother and a biological mother come from a place of insecurity, jealousy, guilt and quite frankly, levels of happiness. And I know the defenses are going through the roof right now, but hear me out:

There’s often a lot of leftover pain from the previous marriage that is not forgiven or forgotten, and that can carry over onto the stepmother. Pain can come from feeling like this new stepmother has taken “your place” (especially if the divorce was not the bio mom’s initiative), but I know in my situation it can also come even when it was the bio Mom’s initiative! I’ve heard the feedback “Rob was never this way or never did that…when he was married to me”. Ok. Maybe that’s why you’re divorced. Different dynamic now. But clearly, there can be some unresolved marital pain there.

I think there is a lot of insecurity when you don’t have your kids full time anymore—insecurity that someone will do a “better job than you”. As mothers, I think we naturally struggle with feeling inadequate, so add another woman to the mix who does take on a maternal role with your kids and your insecurities go crazy. I think the insecurities push in the direction of “trying to win”, even though there really is no competition. We’re playing different sports all together.

I think there’s a lot of jealousy about a new life you may have created (which clearly is a better life than they had with your spouse otherwise they would not be divorced:) and again, the step mom becomes the target of the jealousy.

And finally, I think the hostility and drama created by the bio Mom is a clear reflection of her own happiness state. Controversial, I know. But let’s face it. When you are truly happy, do you really want to spend time surrounded by negativity trying to make someone else miserable? Do you not just want everyone around you – especially your kids to be loved and cared for?

So while the rumors of the wicked stepmother still surface, I actually will put it out there that the dynamics in the stepmother/bio mother relationship are largely dictated by how secure the bio mom feels with herself, and her mothering, and what kind of happy or unhappy place she is in. And before this upsets a bio mom too much, I want to use this analogy:

Just imagine if you wanted to go on a vacation and needed someone to watch your kids. If a friend, or even a complete stranger stepped in and said “Don’t worry! When you’re not here, I’ll take care of your kids! I’ll cook, clean, bathe, clothe, help with homework, take them to activities, sort out any friend drama, make the cupcakes for the class party, tuck them in and make them feel loved and ensure they call you every night! And, I’ll do all of this without getting any recognition or praise, or payment of any kind!”

Would you not think “Wow! Really? You’d do that”? What an amazing friend!!”

And you would come home, bearing gifts I’m sure, filled with gratitude and appreciation. Maybe your friend would have done something wrong or done things differently, but you’d likely chalk it up to “Don’t worry! You did your best! It’s good for the kids to experience differences”!

Now imagine if you came home and instead of  saying thank you, or even saying nothing – you criticize what they have tried to do, or make fun of them, or call them names. You talk trash to the kids about them, belittle their family, and undermine any good they tried to do. Or you completely ignore them, don’t acknowldege their existence or are rude to them and talk badly to other people about them.

How would your friend feel? Would that surely destroy your friendship?  What kind of a person would that actually make you?

I know it is so much more complicated than this example, but then again, is it really? Or do we just make it that way?

The reality is when you divorce, by your choice or someone else’s, you may not get to be with your kids 100% of the time. They may end up living with another woman just as much time as they live with you! You may just need to accept that and make the best of it and hope that your kids are the better for having another person who loves them.

I think everyone needs to stop and reflect about whether they are part of the problem or part of the solution. And reflect on the kind of overall lives we want our children to have (bio and skids). If the focus were always on their happiness, it would make everyone’s life so much easier….

Maybe we can just bury our weapons, swallow our pride, and put an end to this stepmom war.

Study Skills 107

The other day Josh got a math test back and he hadn’t done so hot.

But, I knew that he had studied. In fact, I had helped him study, so I wondered what had gone wrong.

I asked him to bring the test home so we could review it together. When he did, what I saw was he understood the the concepts, but he had messed up because he misread some of the questions. A lot of silly mistakes really.

So, as I help him study for his next test, I am constantly reminding him to read the question closely.

He seems to try to read it closely, but still ends up rushing through it and misunderstanding.

I then suggested is that he read the question and then underline the key words of what he is supposed to do.

Just the act of searching for the key words seems to help him slow down to read the question carefully. Then underlining helps him double check that he is performing the right function.

I think it is a great strategy for tests, and for any assignment. Underlining the key concepts makes sure you are really reading everything, and draws attention to what is really being asked.

If you can read it outloud – even better! The brain likes enlisting the listening channel too when reading tough things.

I know these strategies work with students at higher grades (as I encourage them with my University clients).

Let’s just see if they work for Grade 4 kids too!

Bonds

As I said in this post, this year for Halloween we were short a couple of kids.

Being on a Wednesday night, it fell on the night the kids are at their Mom’s. We have had them for Halloween for quite a few years and every year she would ask to see them to take them trick or treating in her neighborhood. It really broke the night up. Every year, we obliged (except for last year because what she asked for was unreasonable). I always thought the splitting Halloween was a dumb idea. I mean, Halloween is for the kids – right? Why would you want the kids to miss out while they drive around to different neighborhoods?? (It would be different if you lived in the same neighborhood more or less).

At any rate, it wasn’t our year (and we knew that despite sharing Halloween 4 out of 5 years there was no way she would share with us, and like I said, I think it’s a lame thing to do to kids), so with a hug and a kiss off they were to go to trick or treating in their Mom’s neighborhood. (We didn’t feel so bad because we also got to get them ready and share the Halloween parade in the afternoon at school with them too:)

Except, this year, Gabe was not going out, and Zandra begged to go with her friends (who all live in our neighborhood). So, Sam went to his Mom’s, which left Zach and Josh here (Zandra joined us for dinner and then went out ot her friends and came back here for the night).

Zach was pretty sad about it just being him and Josh. He often is the one who gets sad about stuff like this. He really likes the “big family”.

On a side note, it actually got me thinking that maybe it was a good thing Rob and I didn’t have a baby together a couple years back when we were desperately trying, because that little one would have been alone an awful lot, and if he/she were anything like Zach, he/she would have been very upset often:(

Back to this Halloween:

Zach was sad, but he was also happy that he had his best bud who was coming with us. The plan, like last year, was we would all trick or treat together and then Zach could go off alone with his friend. Last year, they went off and I continued on with Josh, Zandra and Sam. It turned out really well. So, this was to be the plan again.

However, as the night wore on, Zach never made mention of going off on his own with his friend. Rob took them trick or treating for a bit, then came back and I continued along with Zach and his friend, and Josh. The three of them knocking at all the doors, and giggling in between each door, teasing each other and daring each other to do silly things.

We got home, dumped all the loot out to explore, and then Josh asked “Hey Zach, why didn’t you and your friend go off alone again this year”? I chimed in “Yah! It’s true! I told you you could”.

Zach answered, “Because I knew Josh would then be alone and it would suck for him. Beside, it was fun the three of us”.

You know when you have those moments where your heart melts, tears well in your eyes, and you feel so proud and know you will never forget that moment?

It was one of those for me.

Zach and Josh fight like cats and dogs. I mean, sometimes I swear they are each other’s worst enemy.

But, at that moment, I saw the true bond that they share. I saw a glimpse of them standing by each other in the future. I saw the love, and the loyalty that a big brother has for a little brother, and the willingness to sacrifice just to “take care”, and “look out” for his little brother.

It made me feel, that even though they fight (ALL the time), they are forever bonded. Made me feel a bit more at peace knowing that my kids will take care of each other.

Then as they freely shared their candy with Rob and me, I knew that they would be there to take care of us too:))

Family bonds. That’s what it’s all about.

Halloween

I think Halloween for kids is one of the most exciting days ever!

The kids bounced out of bed this morning and were ready to go – excited to get in their costumes for school.

The Halloween fun started this weekend when all the pumpkins were carved. Unfortunately not all the pumpkins made it until Halloween night (the rotted out for some reason), but the kids still had fun carving them!

Zandra and I made these eyeballs cake pops. They were yummy:

On Halloween day, the school holds a giant parade through the neighborhood, so all the kids get ready for school in their official costumes. We spent a bit of time getting ready in the morning before school:

Some of the final products (although Zandra decided to add the make up later)

We always take the afternoon off to head to the parade at the school. It is so fun to see 700 kids in their costumes parading the streets!

This year Gabe was not trick or treating, and technically they were supposed to be at their Mom’s for Halloween too, but Zandra wanted to stick to trick or treating in our neighborhood with her friends. So, we only had 3 for our annual Mummy Dog dinner.

The kids had a great time despite the rain, and scored a lot of loot.

When Zach went to bed he said he hates the end of holidays:( I remember that feeling too after so much anticipation for a holiday, and then it is over)….

Until it starts all over again next year!

Weekend Away

There is something to be said about the expression “absence makes the heart grow fonder”.

I think it’s healthy to sometimes have a little get away – and that makes you appreciate those you leave behind, and I think they appreciate you a little bit more when you come back.

This past weekend I had the great opportunity to fly off to Montreal for 2 nights and enjoy some well needed, and well deserved:) girl time. It was a pretty relaxing plane ride, and so nice to see the city at sunset.



I sent this one to Gabe saying”It’s a sunset that we can both appreciate (the gorgeous sun for me and the airplanes for him)

Marina where we keep our boat:)

We actually didn’t stay in Montreal, except of course to make a quick stop at Gigi’s pizza for my favourite slice of pizza and Gigi’s special sub. Mmmmm. I love that place. Brings back lots of teenage memories. My kids love that place too. So I think they were a little bit jealous. Don’t worry, I took a few pictures for them. I also got to have this quick dinner with my girlfriend’s 3 kids. Can’t believe how big they are now! It was nice to catch up a tiny bit with their lives.

My favorite Gigi’s sub

And of course Gigi’s pizza…

My gorgeous Godson and his bro. I can’t believe how they are growing…

Pretty girl:)

We then drove up North to her cottage and spent the remainder of the time there.

I have to say, her cottage, is not quite a “cottage”. It’s a  “luxury” cottage – and I’m seriously not complaining about that! The indoor jacuzzi hot tub is to die for, and we spent the night between that and the fire cozy – ing up with soft blankets and talking until the wee hours of the morning.

The next morning, we walked through the trails for a few hours, again, talking like crazy.

We headed to a spa, where more hot tub time, a massage and some weird Halloween’esque dark room relaxation was had. We also enjoyed a yummy lunch. Food is such an important part of my life. Sigh.

Dinner was to comprise of my Quebec fave – and truly one of the things that draws me back to Quebec – poutine. Unfortunately, the “real” poutine place was closed so we settled for a very mediocre version, with a promise to get the real deal the next day.

We spent the rest of the night in front of the fire again.

We laughed at how years ago our conversations were about “Do you think you’ll have boys or girls”? “What would you call your kids?”, and eventually “Do you think they will ever sleep through the night”, to what felt like the never-ending saga of me saying ” I wonder if I will ever meet anybody” post divorce.

Now 8 children later between us – we discuss “You think you should pay for your kids’ university”, and “How much do you monitor their homework”, to “When do you think he should get a job” and even scarier, “When do you guys want to retire”.

Certainly different phases of life. But all good.

It’s amazing to have gone through so many life experiences together; to have really shared the good, the bad , the ugly, and the beautiul. We are both very blessed woman – especially to have each other.

We finished off our little getaway with another long hike, followed by a real poutine and steamie, and started to plan our next get together – that will include the whole gang.

So delicious…

It’s amazing though how a quick little trip can catch us up and really make you feel invigorated, and then excited to get back into the trenches of everyday life!