signs of my increasing age...

i'm getting old. 

2 words: white. hairs.

yes, it's true.

about 2 or 3 weeks ago, before i got my hair died again, i was looking at my hair in the mirror and noticed what i thought to be a grey hair. i wasn't totally sure if it was just my natural, mousey, roots coming in, or if it really was a grey hair. the next time i was home, i had my mom look and she thought i was being silly. and then when i went to the hair dresser a few days later, i forgot to ask.

fast forward to last week, and i was looking in the bathroom mirror again at my roots. what? everyone knows the bathroom has the best light (and i'm not quite sure what i'm looking for when i stare at my roots. am i trying to decipher my natural color? see if i can actually watch my hair grow? i don't know but i stare at my roots for a time that isn't normal). anyways, i'm looking and i see it. so i grab my tweezers and pluck out a little baby hair near my hairline and stare at it. sure enough, the 2-3inch hair was half white, half brunette. the next day, i'm staring again, and 2 more. shit. 

i actually couldn't care less about this. i think it's quite funny. i guess it shouldn't come as too much of a surprise, since my moms 2 sisters were grey by the time they hit 30. and i don't imagine that these white hairs are going to grow like weeds all of a sudden, and i'll be grey by the time i'm 25. but if for some reason they do start coming in more, i guess that just means i'll spend the rest of the majority of my life as a blonde. not like i wasn't planning on going back to blonde shortly anyways, it's just that it would be a lot harder to notice it against blonde hair rather than the stark contrast of a brunette.  

although i'll tell you what i'm not down with. possibly being grey before i'm even married. not cool. anyways, now i'm just overreacting.

so, that's that.

i'm now 3 hairs less. white hairs.

ps. i'm 24.5 years old.

it's the most beautiful time of the year...

here's the last few random photos from our weekend away.

of course, i ordered us a red velvet cake from dessert lady. it travelled to each city with us. and yes, i did put a blurry picture up, because the non-blurry one was horrendous!

old quebec city skating.

continental breakfast. i had more, this is what i could fit in the picture. what? it's free.

transport for christ. sure thing.

new friends.

a stop in kingston on the drive home. checking out queen's university- a potential candidate for dylan's masters. beautiful campus, by the way. but 3 hours away. so my vote is no lol

even though we left montreal at 6am (& it should be a 6hr drive), i was having a heart attack as to whether i would get to work on time (for 3pm). we were making great time and at about 12:30, we got onto the highway in toronto (10km to the exit we needed) and it was at a dead stop. in 45 minutes, we barely made it around a bend. i was terrified that when we turned the bend, i was going to see a sea of cars not moving for miles and miles. after 45 minutes, we moved about 500meters, and got passed the road work (arghhh!!!!), and i got home at 1:30. i washed my face, did my makeup, grabbed a bite to eat, and was basically out the door at 2:30.

and that right there is our anniversary getaway.

bonsoir mademoiselle!

on sunday morning, after lounging in bed for a bit, and enjoying the continental breakfast, we checked out of the hotel with 4 minutes to spare. while still in the hotel room, we made the quick choice to go to old montreal and stay the 2nd night there. we found a hostel online and booked a room before we left. then we hit the road, and 3 hours later, we were there.

 pit stop to fuel up.

 the mountains look small in the picture, but they were huge.

montreal.

the hostel we stayed in. it may have changed my opinion about hostels! (la maison du patriote)

 first stop-montreal poutine.

 poutine and beer. good stuff. minus the beer.

 old montreal.

christmas store love.

 notre dame.

ahhhhh.

montreal was a lot better. i only wish we had more time. the last time i was in montreal was grade 12, and there's a particular pub that everyone goes to, and basically you sit and drink sangria and shots for hours. too bad it was a 1/2hr walk from us and it was a little too cold. there were more shops, christmas stores, and basically more along the lines of what i was expecting.

can i also say i love hearing french all around me (although the nosey part of me hates it because i love listening in on people's conversations), and i wish i paid more attention in french class in elementary and high school. oh well.

part 1 here.

ps. linking up with this...

where you invest your love, you invest your life...

old quebec city wasn't exactly like i expected. i'm not going to sugarcoat it and say that 'omg, it was so fantastical and we loved every minute of it and we didn't want to leave' because that's just not true. while it was definitely beautiful to look at, a lot of things were up for sale/not open, and i found that it was mostly restaurants, and not really little shops like i thought there would be. so that's why we extended our trip to 2 nights and after checking out at 11am, we went to old montreal. it's on the way home anyways (3 hours away from old quebec), so it made sense.

saturday morning, our alarms were set for 3:20 am and we were out of the house by 4am. we stopped for coffee (to go) at a cafe that's open 24/7 365 days a year. then, we were on our way! the rental car we ended up getting was a black mitsubishi rvr, and it was a pretty nice little drive. we stopped in montreal around 10am for some breakfast and then got into old quebec around 1:30pm.

seeing it for the first time.

 our room at hotel sainte-anne.

out the window.

 the cards.

 now that's what i called a christmas store.

the fairmont.

and that right there is the first part of our anniversary weekend.

back to reality...

we decided to extend our little trip to 2 days. we ended up getting back at 1:30 yesterday and i had to leave for work at 2:30, so it was a little rushed! that being said, i've barely had time to look through my pictures, let alone get posts together. they'll be up shortly.

after a 9 hour drive, we were almost there.

 old quebec city..driving in.

i promise, i/we/dyl took 90% of the pictures with a real camera, not my iphone/instagram :) these were just easy to grab and use for a quick post.

happy [early] anniversary..

i'm a little obsessed with this commercial. as soon as i saw it, i immediately pictured this as me and dylan driving to quebec (tomorrow morning!!).

you bet we'll have the christmas tunes blasting. we're leaving at 4am afterall, we need to stay awake somehow.

i'm really hoping for colder temps and a little snow when we get there. mother nature better get on that quickly, because we're only there for 1 night. 

i know i've already said this, but i really can't believe it will be 5 years on sunday. where has it gone?!

 yeah!

(water looks brown because it was like, half a foot deep, therefore it's sand. it was really clear)

i love you and i can't wait for many, many more!

♥♥♥

missin' my babe...

a lot of nothing, really..

don't act like you don't take pictures of yourself while brushing your teeth ;)

my parents cat, mocha, is so serious looking.

this is my stuffed dog, conveniently named dylan. dylan actually got this for me years ago because it had his name on it.

when i went home this last weekend, i had to leave chloe with my parents :(:( since we're going away this weekend, it just made more sense to leave her there now, rather than bringing her back before saturday, or my parents having to come get her. and she'll be there until i go home next, likely in 2 weeks. so dylan the stuffed dog has become my bed companion while chloe is gone. it's so quiet without her here and i hate it. getting in from work and not having a waggy tailed dog greeting me is just so weird. this basically affirms the fact that i will never be without a dog in my life. i've also always grown up with dogs and cats, so it's just so normal to me.

but, i have been skyping her (and i guess my parents too :P) and she seems to be pretty happy there. which is a no brainer because they love her to bits and feed her treats all.the.time. typical grandparents.