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Christmas Trees and Crème Brûlée

December 8, 2007

I took Friday off to spend the day with Kelly on her last day of freedom before re-entering the workforce at her shiny new job. I am so proud of her. The economy in Windsor is bucking the trend of the rest of the country and we are in somewhat of a slump. But I think that is mostly in the manufacturing sector. It seemed Kelly was getting plenty of interviews and landed a job fairly quickly. I’m sure that has a lot to do with her incredibly dedicated effort, combined with her impressive resume. But it does prove that jobs ARE out there, good jobs that pay well.

Just as I was about to come downstairs on Friday morning after getting showered and dressed, my mother phoned to say she got rear-ended on her way to the doctors office. After confirming she was ok, and helping her through what to do next, I got off the phone very frustrated.  “There goes my day off!!” I muttered.  I felt cheated and I don’t like plans to change. The plan was to kick back and do whatever Kelly wanted to do. No plan essentially. But just like that, life happened. Now there was something I HAD to do, and it had the potential to suck up the whole day. Using some of the tools I have learned from Kelly (and from all of you) I was able to calm myself down and chose to just flow with it. I scarfed down some breakfast and Kelly and I drove to meet my mom at the doctor’s office. As it turns out, there was nothing to worry about, no damage whatsoever to my parent’s car beyond a scuff or two, and my mother suffered no ill effects. I called the cab company (she was hit by a cab) and advised them they didn’t need to go to the police reporting centre as we weren’t going to report it. The manager seemed a bit surprised. “What do you need me to do for you?” he enquired as though I wanted him to pay me off. If there had been damage to the car, sure, I would have wanted money to fix it. If my mother were hurt, we would surely have gone to report it. But unless the next 48 hours changes things, my mother is fine and it’s done with. Why mess with that driver’s insurance rates?

So once that was put to bed, Kelly and I had the rest of the day to enjoy. We had some fun shopping a bit, finding a store locally that carries the brand of shoes she likes. Then after resting and changing into some dressier clothes, we went out for a nice dinner to celebrate her new position. 

The restaurant we chose was one that I had not been to in 6 years or so. (If you’re in the area, it’s The Chop House, formerly Tecumseh Chop House) It had burned down and just recently re-opened after being closed for several years. I had heard the food was just as good but the prices were more reasonable. It did not disappoint. The staff was friendly and professional, service was quick, and the atmosphere was elegant, warm and friendly. I had salmon with a dill and leek white sauce and basmati rice. Kelly had sweet potato gnocchi in a blush sauce with asparagus and sun dried tomatoes. Both were fantastic. The portions were just right and left us with enough room for desert. I had a chocolate lava cake with strawberries and Kelly had a crème brûlée.  We had a wonderful time and will certainly be going back.

Today was Christmas tree day. My parents and I went out to our usual spot and picked out a nice tall tree for the family room. Kelly helped get it off the roof of the van once we got home and assisted in propping it up in the corner. It’s now happily soaking up fluids and eagerly awaiting the decorations. Christmas cards are up next for me!!

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5 Comments leave one →
  1. December 8, 2007 8:36 pm

    What is it with folks of a certain age getting smacked from behind?? It has happened twice to my mother (she is 76) in the past year. I ride with her regularly as we have lunch once a month. It’s a great time to keep caught up with each other, and it provides me frequent chances to see how she is doing handling her car. She is not likely to qualify as a race-car driver, but she does fine. It is hard to construct a scenario where it is her fault that someone hits her when they run into the back of her car.

    Sylvain, it is great to hear you getting geared up for a big celebration, and the immediate celebration of Kelly’s new job has to lend even more light to the season. I wish her a great start beginning Monday, and I wish you both exactly the holiday season which works best for you.

  2. December 8, 2007 8:51 pm

    In this case, my mother was heading towards an interection, about to make a left turn. The light turned yellow, and like mose cautious older drivers, she chose to stop, as she was not going very fast and had time to do so. The driver behind her was probably way too close and intent on making the light. I think older people get smacked from behind because they are WAY more cautious than the norm. And so if someone is tailgating, they don’t have time to react. Still, it’s always person hitting that is at fault in a rear end collision.

  3. December 8, 2007 9:25 pm

    I forgot to mention how much I love the way “crème brûlée” looks on the page. I know it is nothing unusual to you, Sylvain, but for an American, all those accent marks make it look so festive!

  4. December 9, 2007 12:36 am

    I’m glad your mom is okay, the car is okay and you are still on the right side of the page with no complaining and going with the flow. (I thought I was the last person on earth saying I “scarfed down my food”…) And please make reservations for us at that restuarant when we come in June! Sounds delicious!
    What is LAVA cake? Sounds huge…or is the chocolate just oozing over the top and down the sides onto the plate like a big lava flow? Oh I want some NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  5. December 9, 2007 10:19 pm

    It sounds like the flow of the day was very smooth and gentle, Sylvain.

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