So many things have happened! Wonderful, surprising things!

Hey, maybe this blog thing was a stroke of genius from my mom. I just have to tell people!

-Amelia

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This week did not start well. Our old washing machine, which we’ve had since before I was born finally kicked the bucket. I replaced it, and the dryer with brand new shiny ones.

But…well, it got better. It’s winter now, and while I’m upset I can’t garden outside, it certainly is pretty. And igloos sure are fun!

I have so many plant pots set up inside. It’s ridiculous. I’m surprised people don’t trip up over them.

Damien and I were getting very close. He’s a teacher, but loves to play the guitar. I fell in love with him very quickly, so the next step was to ask him to move in. Aiden was fine with it, in fact, the two became best friends in hardly any time at all!

One night, Damien woke me up, and told me to meet him in my garden. I didn’t like going there in the winter. All the snow around my beloved plants just made me sad.

But what he did when I got there was a huge shock.

He proposed! We hadn’t been together that long, but he said he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me.

I said yes, of course!

But why stop there?

We got married then and there, in my garden in the snow, in our PJ’s.

And you know what? I couldn’t think of a better place or time for me to get married.

Aiden on the other hand, wasn’t having so much luck in relationship land. I heard him in mom and dad’s room ranting to the mirror, saying something along the lines of “But I’m so pretty!”

What a dork.

It was the morning of Snowflake Day, and Damien and I were still giggling about our marriage like little kids. We invited a load of our friends over for a party just like mom and dad used to do.

Aiden seemed to be getting some attention after all!

Surprisingly enough, he liked her. Her name’s Faith. But she was old. However, he got lucky. Faith’s a witch. I guess she pulled some strings, because one minute she was old, and the next…well, she wasn’t.

I love Snowflake Day. It’s my favourite holiday. One for family and friends, of laughing, drinking and kissing under the mistletoe.

We wrapped up the day with a little “Married time”.

I woke up feeling weird.

Ah…

That would be it, then.

OH MY GOD.

OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD

I’M PREGNANT.

That was basically the thought process.

Aiden and Faith were getting closer, and he moved her in.

Before I knew it, my pregnancy had passed.

And Roscoe Lavoie was born.

Mom was right. I found love. There isn’t anything dramatically profound in this post, but what I can say is that I’m happy. My life feels like a dream. And I pray I don’t wake up.