I'm back in Montreal audience. And, if memory serves, I promised all of you an update about my holiday shenanigans once I returned here. Well now, I will try to highlight my trip to Chicago as best I can without leaving too much out or rambling on minor details. Shall we commence? Yes, yes we shall.
Let us start with my journey back, with Rogue. This was the first time Rogue flew, on a plane. Well, it was two planes in fact; Porter does not go directly from Montreal to Chicago. For a first timer she did unbelievably well. She did 'mew' a bit right at the end during the customs interview in Chicago. Still, she was pretty calm and stayed quiet on both flights. Good kitty.
Of course, as soon as my mother and I arrived at my childhood home, Rogue's eyes were watering and red. She had been rubbing them raw. Off to the emergency vet! Turns out, she was fine, just a mild allergy to something in the airport. Her eyes were not damaged and she stopped rubbing shortly after receiving some medicine. For the second time in one day, we returned home.
Being with my parents, Amber, and the crafty Beast was a welcoming feeling that was only surpassed the next day; I picked Pete up from the airport, finally the family was all together.
After that, I had my hair dyed a darker shade, I was done with being a blonde for now, scrambled around for Christmas presents, went to a wonderful Christmas Party at Nay Nay's house, saw so many fantastic friends, had my nails professionally painted black, went to a Blackhawk's game, went to a Bears game (first time!), enjoyed New Year's Eve with friends, celebrated Cathy's birthday, spent a long afternoon in the city with my two childhood best friends KC and Timmy and played many many video games with my dad and brother.
Ha ha, that is everything in a nutshell. What I enjoyed most was being surrounded by so many people whom I adore. I did miss a few friends, unfortunately that happens with schedules and distances. Regardless, it was a vacation well spent with family and friends.
I was sad and happy to return to Montreal. It meant I wasn't near all of those fantastic people or the city that won't let go of my heart but it also meant I was closer to my other family and friends who awaited me over the border. Rogue and I returned to Montreal, with only a few shenanigans along the way (my keys were in LA for a short time), and together, collapsed on my bed in exhausted relief to be home. Montreal, you are my home for now.
Until later audience. I am back to applying for jobs and learning new skills.
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