I cannot believe that it's already the end of January. Time flies. One good thing about that is, I can't wait for winter to be over given the extremely frigid Alberta weather we've been having! I mean really, -20 as a high is downright depressing. We've just had a brief reprieve but as I look outside and see the flakes falling and the thermostat dropping, I know we're in for yet another deep freeze.
That means staying indoors and cozying by the fireplace. It's also a good opportunity to stoke the flames of love, if you will. Timely, since my daughter is approaching four months old and I can finally entertain the idea of sex without simultaneously reliving childbirth (sexy, I know). Valentine's Day is also coming up--a good excuse to rekindle the romance, at least as best as new parents can.
With romance in mind, have a read about a couple I interviewed about their wedding day for Avenue Edmonton. People find love in all sorts of places, and I love writing love stories. And it's true what they say. You discover a whole new kind of love when you become a parent. But I was surprised to find that my love for my hubby has also evolved watching him as a proud papa. Can you feel the love or what? Okay, okay, enough fromage. I'm grossing myself out. Until next time...
