Mini-Vacation

This past week will (hopefully!) have been my last "Reading Week". I say that in quotation marks because very little or no school readings are accomplished during this time, so the title is more than a little ironic. It is just so nice to have a little time away from the stress and being able to relax before final essays and exams. They will undoubtedly be plaguing me again soon, and this year I really appreciated the time away. This past week, Jeff and I were able to reconnect in a way that reminded me of when we first started dating - it was awesome. We headed up to Blue Mountain for a few days, which will always be a special place for us, as it was where we took our first real 'vacation' together, and we both just love it so much. It's really one of the best places to ski or snowboard in Ontario, and it has a Whistler-esque feel to it, which makes it really really fun. We took in the shops, went to dinner, swam in the pool at our hotel, enjoyed the outdoor hot tubs, and hit the hill. Although I did very little snowboarding due to my back, it was still a really fun time. I really appreciate this time with Jeff, and I hope we're always able to escape up to Blue Mountain, if only for a day or two.

Our room at the Blue Mountain Inn 

Two excited snowboarders about to hit the slopes!

I felt a little patriotic waiting at Tim's

A happy student

Vacations are awesome, even when you don't go very far away.

Time

Today I was thinking about time - how fast time flies by when you aren't keeping track of it. One minute, you're eighteen years old, carefree; just a girl on a golf course serving beer and various other beverages to hot and sweaty golfers. You're just going about your life, and then you meet a boy, and suddenly it's been two and a half years and you're still together, more in love than you've ever been before. Yes, yesterday my boyfriend and I surpassed that small milestone. I remember, in the beginning, how I used to keep track every month that we'd been together. That changed to keeping track every six months, then every year. Which is why, yesterday, I only remembered it was precisely two and a half years because my boyfriend reminded me. And I started wondering why I hadn't noticed. Today, I think I realized why that was. In the beginning, when I wasn't sure of our future, I think I wanted to celebrate each milestone because I wasn't sure how many more I'd get to have with Jeff. But now, I guess we're so sure of each other that it doesn't seem as necessary to celebrate. I kinda like it. The milestones I'm excited to celebrate now just seem so much bigger, like when we moved in together. 

I'm in love. It's as simple and wonderful as that. I'm so in love, it's kind of ridiculous. 

I hope it's always this way.