A Little Nostalgia

Dear Readers,

It’s been quite a while since my last blog and for that, I apologize. I have been writing, but not as much as usual and I have been editing my fourth book, which I think has been an ongoing process for a couple years now and the book isn’t even completed. I guess you could say that life got in the way, but recently I have been more determined to make time to work on my book than ever. Life has had its discouraging moments though, and I have wanted to throw the towel in more often than not. Sometimes I think to myself, that woman is a hack. She can’t write. What on earth was she thinking writing three novels and now working on her fourth? Maybe the first three books were just a fluke. But then, last night I was going through old diaries (I have kept them since the age of ten and really only stopped writing in my diary about three years ago, so I have a lot to look back on) and stumbled upon a journal where I had written some stories.

One of these stories was a 98 degrees fandom story that may or may not see the light of day, which I wrote way back in high school. The other was obviously meant to be a whole story but for some reason or other, I abandoned it. I have no idea who the character describing the rain in this book is or even where I was going through the story. I might pick it up again and turn it into an actual novel, but for now, I felt like I wanted to share it. It’s a rare piece when I can’t even remember what I was writing, but it encouraged me to keep writing.

So it is that I wanted to share this brief excerpt that I must have written back in high school. It’s a tiny window into my writer’s soul if you will, and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I have enjoyed re-reading it.  So, without further ado, here goes.

Outside my window, the rain came down in an endless drizzle. It was so light that from my window, I had to look closely at the trees, just to see the water.  It was nearly invisible, but traveling so fast, it could have been pouring.  It was a melancholy rain, a hundred tiny drops accumulating on the leaves, then dropping in one large drop, then pooling again, to drop off again. It was the type of rain that you could drive through, and it was deceptively clear which meant a  person could get soaked through, as they sought to prove that you couldn’t get very wet. The sky was a whitish grey, and the usually bright green trees and bushes looked dull in its reflection.

I let my mind drift. Drifting to a time when a young girl in bright clothing stood out in such a rain, playing in the puddles, looking at her dark reflection in the deceptively shallow pools gathering around my feet. My hair was stuck to my head and draped down my shoulders, and I opened my mouth, face turned to the sky.  I gave up after about two minutes, because there weren’t enough drops at once, or they weren’t big enough, to even feel on my tongue.  I splashed through the puddles, free and innocent of any sickness I might get, from being so wet. 

My thoughts turned to the present, as I gazed out my window once again, curled up and warm on my bed.  Had the rain stopped? I opened the window and leaned out, seeing my breath in a cloud of cold.  Still raining.  Daydreaming.  Days like this can be depressing, or an opportunity to reminisce about the chapters of my life that involved rain.  Warm rain, cold rain.  It didn’t matter.  Rain this light could be very relaxing. 

Somewhere a seagull screeched.  The sound reminded me of the ocean.  The beach.  Grey or white, it didn’t matter.  The beach has always been a refuge for me.  Same as the mountains.  It rains like this all over the world, at some time or other.  The air was a little chilly, but I hated to close the window.  Hated to lock the wonder of it all outside. 

What is it about a drizzly rain like this, that makes it seem almost magical?  The sunshine afterward?  The gentle rhythm on the leaves outside my window?  A quiet autumn rain.  Maybe a bit too cool.  The air had a chill in it, and I felt I must once again close the window, for my health’s sake.

Well, that’s all I wrote. Maybe my next blog entry will be me getting up the courage to write my 98 degrees fanfic for the world to read.

Until next time,

Keep dreaming and never give up!

Amy McGuire

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My ‘Trippy’ Visit To The Eye Doctor

So, I am currently flaked out on my couch after a visit to the eye doctor which I don’t believe I have done in at least 8 or 9 years. I’d have to verify that with my hubby. Anyway, it’s been a looooong time since I got my eyes checked and my prescription updated and I think things have changed a bit in the way they do things. For one thing, they use a lot of different apparatuses (apparati?) to figure out exactly what kind of prescription you need, then they put both an iodine drop in each eye as well as this crazy drop that dilates your pupils to two or three times their normal size. Okay. So that part hasn’t changed.

So, I went through the usual, ‘does this lense make my eyes look fat?’….oh wait. No. That wasn’t it. Right. It was ‘does this lens make the letters clearer or blurrier?’ thing. We went through a lot of that until my doctor said, “You know you have one eye with astigmatism? When did you get your eyes checked last? Do you get headaches?” To which I had to admit that I get headaches when I wear my glasses and it had been so long since I last had an eye exam (except the ones for when I had pink eye) that I honestly couldn’t remember the date.  Wait. Where was I going with this? Hard to concentrate when my vision is like something out of a 90’s sitcom dream sequence.

Anyway, after the initial check and going to get my prescription ordered, I went back to the doctor (it was one of those places with the eyeglasses store attached to the doctor’s office…or the other way around?) and he shone a bright hand light in my eyes while asking me to look left and up, right and up, just right, just left, just up, just down and then behind my eyes and touching my toes and…well, we did a lot of eye exercises. The cool and trippy part started there. I don’t remember ever seeing the veins on the inside of my eyes but man…every time he shone the light I did.  I think it would make a very opening sequence to a thriller to just show the veins on the inside of the eye, branching away into the distance.

So, after getting out of there and being told to come back in about a week, I put on my sunglasses (remembered that from last time) and went out into what was, fortunately, an overcast day.  Did you know that when your pupils are three times their normal size, all oncoming car lights look like half stars with the bottom half shooting off at crazy downward and outward angles? And I do mean ALL. There was a police car going by with sirens blaring and lights flashing and that was pretty cool. Walking as a bit of a challenge as I was extra careful not to trip but those oncoming (and signal lights at the back of the cars too) lights were very trippy.

When I got into the house (and still my vision is blurry) the hallway lights were like starry clouds. So, very cool experience. I think I need to lie down now, but I wanted to convey it while I’m thinking about it.

So yeah, this is a random blog post, but sometimes you have to write those because it’s just so fun to share. Please leave a comment about your experiences with the eye doctor. This should make for some fun discussions.

Until next time, keep dreaming and never give up!

Amy McGuire

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End of Summer Reflections

I sit here, with the window at my back, the sky grey outside and the wind whipping my curtains to a fury, the air feeling decidedly cooler than it did only two days ago, and I am reminded that summer is indeed over. Today my daughter and I went for a long swim in our condo’s outdoor pool and I had a tinge of sadness when we climbed out, shivering due to the wind. Today was the last day we will swim in that pool until next summer. Hard to believe the summer flew by so fast. I have lost count how many times we went in the pool, sometimes more than once a day. The memories we have made, the friends we’ve both met, and the water droplets we have brought home with us after every swim – these memories will linger long after the air turns cold in preparation for Fall.

Tomorrow my daughter starts grade 4. Tomorrow we start a whole new routine with a new school, new friends, new teachers, and a new curriculum, as she enters the Gifted stream. Tonight I will do some looking ahead, but today, I want to look back on the summer that seemed to go by way too fast. So fast in fact, and so busy were we all, that I realize I haven’t written a thing since the beginning of August. Just this Saturday we made one last summer memory by going to the CNE (Canadian National Exhibition) and seeing the Air Show and SuperDogs.  We wandered through the fairgrounds, we rode a tram and at end of the day, we bought popcorn and caramel corn to munch, on the long trip home.

This summer my daughter was away for a week at camp, and then there was a two-week stretch, with one day in between where both my daughter and husband were miles away while I was in the city working. This has been the first summer since I started working again over four years ago, that I haven’t had any summer vacation. Not complaining, because I have had my share of wonderful vacations at other times of the year, but it’s an interesting fact. I think the lack of vacation in the summer is why I feel like I didn’t see a lot of my little family. I am looking forward to taking one week off next summer and maybe going with my daughter and husband on their trip south of the border.

This summer my daughter finally learned to ride a bike at a one week camp called Pedal Heads, this was her second year at overnight camp, and she spent a whole week up north with my parents while my husband was even farther north for that week. She had a couple days at the cottage too, guaranteeing she has quite the list of summer memories to think over in the future months.

This summer my office changed buildings and we’ve been unpacking and getting organized from that, searching for some new staff, and generally keeping pretty busy. It’s been a busy summer. I have enjoyed a few days where I had a chance to go for walks and sit on a bench and write, while on lunch break. I have wandered through a farmer’s market near my work a couple times, again, on lunch break. I have gone from managing a small office with a few staff to managing a slightly larger office with a few more staff. I feel that I am learning in leaps and bounds and though I didn’t do as much writing this summer as I would have liked, this has been a very productive summer.

This summer I have tended the plants on my balcony, gone to movies with friends, met other friends for dinner, gone for a swim many times after work on a sweltering evening or two, and I have come to really, truly love the neighbourhood we moved to back in April. I have seen friends I hadn’t seen in ages. I have sat in my living room with the sliding door open after dark and listened to crickets chirp and cicadas sing. I have watched the moon on a clear night from my balcony and watched squirrels and birds play in the trees just off the edge of that same balcony.

It’s been a quiet summer, in spite of work at my office. It’s been mostly a relaxing summer but it’s also had its sad moments. My husband and I have lost a few dear friends this summer, most recently having to say goodbye to the father of a friend and in a week’s time, we will be saying goodbye to the father of other dear friends. It’s been a summer with happiness as well as great sadness. I suppose, although saying goodbye and losing someone is extremely difficult, it’s a part of life. It does add one more layer to the summer though. I feel as though this summer has been quite different from all the others, in many ways. It’s definitely been a quieter one.

As I turn my thoughts from our first summer in our new home, I wonder what the Fall season will bring. I am looking forward to the inevitable times of seeing family and friends around the holidays that approach with the change of season. I look forward to hearing about my daughter’s experiences in her new school and seeing what direction my office will take as we get settled into our new location. At the same time, I am a little sad at the thought of no longer rushing home from work, grabbing a quick bite to eat and then hopping in the pool with my daughter for a quick dip. I am a bit sad that on Fridays when I am home from work, my daughter will be at school. I am a bit sad that I will have to start wearing layers again and put my skirts away until next summer. I am sad to say goodbye to summer but as the wind ruffles my curtains and the sun hides behind some clouds, I am extremely grateful that I’ll be experiencing the change of season above ground and a lot closer geographically to my in-laws and my daughter’s cousins. I am extremely grateful to be in a home of my own, to have the opportunity to have people over, and to watch the change of season from our beautiful wall to wall windows and sliding glass door.

The season is changing, but with it comes many opportunities and exciting things I know are just around the corner. I’m getting to watch my daughter grow up, getting to know my neighbours, enjoying the neighbourhood, and I live in a peaceful neighbourhood with a family that loves me. I am beyond blessed to have a beautiful home, wonderful neighbours, my in-laws nearby and friends just a phone call away.

So, while I am sad to see summer go, I am happy to start the next season of life.

It also helps that, for the first time in 13 years of marriage, my husband and I won’t have to shovel our van out or freeze while getting into said van, thanks to underground parking. 😉

Until next time, keep dreaming and never give up.

Amy McGuire

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Why I Write

I’m sitting here looking out over my deck with two tomato plants, a struggling snap pea vine, and several small plants, thinking about why I write. To me, writing is like music. It fills me up until I feel like I’ll burst if I don’t share my thoughts. Writing to me is therapy, joy, and heartbreak, all rolled into one crazy ball of emotion. I think, if I didn’t write, with all the feelings, dreams, and soul music inside me, I would probably go insane. Writing makes me happy. I get to have some control over what goes on in my world and most often, the characters in my stories get a happy ending. My bad guys get what they have coming to them (justice) and my heroes and heroines get their happily ever afters. I walk down the street and watch people sometimes. I ride the bus and people watch there too. I think, with all the stories that brew in my head from people watching and taking in my surroundings also helps keep me from despair when I start to lose my faith in humanity.

Strike that. I lost my faith in humanity a long time ago. Maybe that makes me sound bitter. Maybe it makes me sound disillusioned. Or maybe it makes me a realist. Really, there’s not a lot of point in having faith in humanity. Instead, I think I need to have faith in the God that created humanity. When I struggle with that though, diving into my stories (straight out of my imagination which is pretty darn cool if you think about it) lifts me up. Joy. That’s why I write. Love. To remember what it was like when my husband told me he loved me for the first time, three months after we started dating. Unconditional love and heartbreak. Remembering what it was like to discover I was pregnant with my little girl and have my heart break when I miscarried our second child. Anger. Writing a story where the bad guy gets his justice and the world is actually fair helps me cope with and release the anger that builds up inside as I try to control the life around me. Sorrow. Exultation. Fear. Fear that I will never get beyond book three and never publish any more novels. So many emotions and dreams and hopes and the excitement of seeing a story come to life on the pages of my books.

This is turning into a rather rambling post. Sorry about that. I guess this started out as a ‘why I write’ and turned into an actual writing session. I love to write. Simple as that. To take the every day and turn it into something achingly beautiful. To be able to express my thoughts through stories and poetry or just on a blog like this. I love writing while I listen to music. If I have a particularly sad scene to write, it’s sad music. Romantic, romantic music and so on. My daughter is becoming a writer like her mom. She told me the other day she wanted a book bag with a pen and notebook so that she could write down ideas as they come to her. That’s how I feel too.

So, why do I write? I write because I have a thousand stories in this mind of mine and I just have to tell them. And I write for me and for anyone who enjoys my stories. I write for enjoyment. I write for therapy. I write to have a small semblance of control when the world seems out of control. But most of all, I write because it’s part of who I am.

I’m a writer. And I hope that someday a lot of people will read my books and be touched, even in only small ways. If I can make one person laugh, cry or toss the book across the room in frustration, I have succeeded. If no one ever reads my books and I am the only one who reads them, I have succeeded. If I get the stories out of my head and the emotions down on paper, I have succeeded. Writing is its own reward.

Until next time,

Keep dreaming and never give up.

Amy McGuire

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Writing Again After Months Away

Dear Readers,

It’s been quite awhile since my last blog. A lot has happened since then. We have been looking for a new home for several months (to own, not rent, as my husband and I have been doing for the first 13 years of our marriage), and I was starting to think it was never going to happen. In this economy and in this city, finding an affordable home seemed like a pipe dream. But thanks to God’s amazing provision we not only were able to afford our own home, but it turned out to be the home of our dreams. We moved into a condo with lots of light, a lovely balcony (which I promptly turned into my patio garden), amazing neighbours, easy access to the transit for my job and even a heated outdoor pool within steps of our place. We have been truly blessed. I also found a new job (or they found me) which I started March 20. We moved into our place April 20. What a whirlwind those first few months were! I barely wrote anything on my books in that time. Now, I’ve been able to start writing again but have been super busy with other things and this blog has been allowed to slide. My apologies. Part of me wanted to have something super exciting to share like the previous vacations, but I am starting to realize that I need to write more about the everyday, wonderful and not so wonderful things in my life. I used to keep a journal and wrote nearly every day. Now that I’m busy with my new job, our new place and my side business with Jamberry (you can see this awesome business here: www.amyvirgin.jamberry.com/en.ca) I have to remember that there are people who actually read my blog and would like to hear what I’ve been up to.

So, that’s what I’ve been up to. I started a new job as office manager for a dental clinic four days a week, I have a new three bedroom condo which means my husband has a home office and we have the space to have company, and I’m actually looking forward to the winter because it will be the first year we don’t have to shovel the snow or clean off the car because we now park underground. I have a pool to look forward to at the end of a long day, I am making friends in the complex, my daughter is making friends and every morning I get to listen to bird song and watch my plants grow as a cool breeze envelopes me through the screen door while I sit at my dining room table and eat breakfast. I have come up with new story ideas and been able to add things to current stories. The new atmosphere, new job, new life…have all helped so that I’m writing more than ever before.

I can’t say I’m really done any one book, as right now I have about three books going (and am thinking I really need to complete at least one of those) but I am enjoying writing again. For awhile after our last vacation I was so stressed with home life (issues with our landlord and starting to get really depressed living in a basement) and work that I didn’t know what to do with myself. Now I actually enjoy my job and look forward to coming home each day instead of dreading going underground and making dinner after working until 7 or 8 some nights. Life has definitely improved.

This summer my daughter went to her second week of overnight camp, she took a week of Pedalheads and is now eager to ride her bike (it was like pulling teeth previous to Pedalheads because she just didn’t have the confidence), and I have been able to spend a bit more time with both my husband and daughter.

Things are definitely looking up. Yes, there’s still piles of laundry that wait until the weekend, there’s still dishes to wash and floors to sweep and mop and meals to cook, but for the first time I’m okay with it. What a difference owning our own home makes. And what a nice home!  Sometimes, after my daughter has gone to sleep and the house is quiet, I’ll pad out to the balcony on bare feet and sit on the couch or look out over the complex and just think, “What did I ever do to be so blessed?” The peacefulness of a home on the second floor, with amazing landscaping and a great patio garden is something I hope I get to enjoy for a long time. I try to remember to thank God for His blessings every day, even when life isn’t as peachy as I’d like. What can I honestly complain about?

I have access to a heated outdoor pool, every shop and grocery store I could need within walking distance, a brand new library just down the street and even a Cineplex movie theatre just 20 minutes walk away. Everything I need is within walking distance, except for my job and my daughter’s school, and it only takes me about 20 mins by bus to get to work and soon my daughter will be able to go to school and back in about that time.

The only down side (and I am slowly learning to go to bed earlier to make up for it) is how little sleep I get during the week since I wake up at 6 am. But seriously, I can cope. A lot of people work more days and have less sleep than me. I just have to be more adult and not stay up so late. Life really is great right now.

So, sorry I haven’t written in awhile, but I will try to do more writing soon. Now, I have to go get some work done and maybe write a bit more of one of my many books. Tomorrow I’m hoping to take my Bunny to see Despicable Me 3.

Until next time,

Keep dreaming and never give up!

Amy McGuire

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Florida Vacation Day 13

Hard to believe it’s been over two weeks since this vacation ended. I guess a lot of this blogging has really been for me. I don’t want to forget all the wonderful times we had on our two week Florida vacation, especially the days in Disney. Some trips you make once in a lifetime. This was definitely one of those. My husband teased me that I took too many pictures on our trip. I am actually glad I did, so that long after the post vacation glow has left, I can enjoy the pictures of this amazing trip. Well, without further ado, here is the last entry from our two week Florida vacation.

Dear Readers,

I have come to the conclusion that packing up after a vacation is both easy and hard. Easy, because you don’t have to decide what to pack, nor do you have to be as careful because you’ll just be unpacking it all at home and probably doing a ton of laundry. Hard, because you know you’re at the end of your vacation, and that’s kind of sad. Today was a wonderful last day of vacation though, with just the right about of sleep in time, Disney park time and pool and hot tub time with my daughter.

This morning we all got up about 8:30 – a far cry from the 7:30 we did the other previous park days – and ate a leisurely breakfast of biscuits with butter and apple jelly, as well as some yummy freshly cooked bacon. And then followed that with glasses of juice. Then we all piled into the van for one last trip to Disney and drove to Epcot for a 10 am arrival. I booked us three FastPasses today and we ended up doing only two but being quite satisfied that we’d done our last park with all we wanted to do.

First, we went to the TestTrack ride by Chevrolet where we as a family got to design a really cool race car, then take it on the SIM Track, which was both indoors and outdoors and put it through its paces. I was so glad I’d gone on a few fast rides at the other parks, because I was pretty ready for this one. We went from 0-60 in less than three seconds a couple times and then when we really stayed up to speed, we were almost completely horizontal to the track. I was quite nervous as we started, but I pushed through my fear and really enjoyed myself. I think my family enjoyed themselves a ton too. My daughter especially liked designing her own cool car.

After the TestTrack we decided to go check out the World Showcase and went all the way around through the major countries of Japan, The UK, Canada, America, Morocco, China, Italy, Germany, Norway, France, and Mexico, where you really felt like you were in those countries. I got lots of pictures of the various buildings and even got pictures of a few gondolas in Italy. My daughter was able to meet Anna and Elsa in Norway, Mulan in China and Mary Poppins in the UK. What I really loved about the character meets at Epcot was that each character really took the time to talk to my daughter and she got hugs from three of them! It was as if she was the only girl in the whole park and they had all the time in the world to talk to her. I have to say, Disney staff really know how to treat kids. I was so pleased and very glad we decided to do Epcot after all.

And I was so glad we did what we did, in the rides we took and the various places we went. There is one ride called Spaceship Earth that I would highly recommend to anyone going to Epcot, where we went in a ‘time machine’ through the various eras of earth, learning about computers, verbal and written communication and how our civilization changed over the years. It was really educational and done in such a way as to be interesting to even an eight year old.

Then we of course went on the Imagination ride where we met Figment, the Purple Dinosaur and Nigel Channing, the scientist. What a fantastic ride that was! The best part was of course when we went into the smell lab and got ‘sprayed with skunk scent’. That was pretty funny. And then near the end we had wind blown in our faces as part of the ride and my daughter’s hair was all in her face. She thought that was pretty funny, as well as the What If Imagination Lab afterward. There was also a whole innovation section of the TestTrack ride where we got to make commercials for our car, try out various things and nearly every ride we went on today had some kind of hands on ‘lab’ afterwards. It was really fun for my daughter and we the adults had some fun too.

Towards the end of the day we finished up with the Disney and Pixar Film Festival in their 4-D theatre with moving seats. I had seen Get A Horse! but not La Luna or For The Birds. I will have to look those up on YouTube sometime soon. It was quite the fun experience. One thing this whole Disney trip has taught me is a more true appreciation for all the Disney movies, the staff, pretty much everything Disney. I went into an exhibit called One Man’s Dream in Hollywood Studios and learned so much about Walt Disney. He really was an incredible man.

We stood in line for 55 minutes for the Frozen Ever After ride and ate our lunch. It was well worth the wait. I was told it took four years to make the ride and all the sets. It was a really fantastic ride, although a bit short after such a long line up. If not for the lines, I would have gone on it a second time, it was that good.

After we left Epcot around 4:30, and got a tour of the orange groves due to traffic on the 192, I took my daughter to the heated Recreation pool for a nearly forty-five minute swim followed by a short dip in the hot tub. While in the hot tub, my daughter had a nice little chat and we also saw a cat come visit on the pool deck.

The coolest part of Epcot, besides the World Showcase, was definitely the miniature village. It had working trains and not a detail was missed. These are just a few shots, but you get the idea. I could have sat and studied it all day long if we weren’t trying to get my daughter to all the character greets and determined to see all of the World Showcase in the meantime. It was just fascinating.

Well, we have to get up pretty early for tomorrow’s trip back to Canada, so I’d better sign off for now. Will write more when we are officially back home. I’m sad to leave our wonderful vacation, but looking forward to seeing family and friends and telling them all about our wonderful trip.

Until next time, keep dreaming and never give up.

Amy McGuire

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Florida Vacation Day 12


Hard to believe it’s been over two weeks since I wrote the following in Word to be saved and finally posted on my blog. Yesterday in Toronto we had freezing rain. The day I write about here was warm enough to go around in nothing but a towel and swimsuit. Sure missing Florida right about now.  Well, enjoy.

Dear Readers,

This evening as I recap the day, I feel much more refreshed and relaxed. Today the weather was perfect. The whole day was pretty good. I awoke to my daughter coming onto the bed for a cuddle then we both went back to the pull out couch and watched Teen Titans and The Lion Guard for a bit. Then we watched one episode of Tom & Jerry before we got up to make breakfast at about nine. After breakfast it was time to put on our swimsuits and head on over to the Recreation Pool or Big Kahuna pool which is a well heated pool with the deepest part being only 4 feet, a splash area and a nice big deck with plenty of shady and non shady spots with green, comfortable loungers. We enjoyed the morning together, my daughter, mother in-law, father in-law and I while my husband rested his feet at the condo after getting major blisters the past two days.

After a yummy lunch of pepperoni pizza, we all headed back to the pool for a pool party hosted by the resort. There was a hula hoop competition, dancing, and a game called Majority Rules. We ended up winning that and once again, got a free pizza. This time though, we gave it to the runners up since we have so much other food to eat up before we leave Florida on Saturday.

It is now just after 10 and I have made lunches, finished washing, drying and folding the laundry and am pretty ready to turn in myself. An early night might do me good. I don’t know how I’m ever going to return to normal life with its dishes, laundry, part time job, running the household…but I’ll do it. And I will hold all these precious memories to my heart. We’ve spent a ton of time together as a family these past two weeks and it’s been very special. I’m looking forward to going home and telling our friends and family all about it.

We also got a coupon for free mini-golf for four and since my husband wanted to rest his feet, the rest of us went. It was a pretty fun 18 hole course. I didn’t win but boy did we all have fun. It was getting late by the time we finished, so we rushed back to the condo for tacos and then did some FaceTime with family back in Toronto. After that my husband, daughter and I headed to one of the many gift stores on the strip and my daughter bought a Minnie Mouse touque and a small stuffed Marie the Cat from Aristocats with the money she had been saving up from chores.  Well, tomorrow is Epcot, so I’ll say goodnight for now.

Until next time, keep dreaming and never give up.

Amy McGuire

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