I love the fall season, or for those of you in the financial services sector - the fourth quarter. It brings some of my favourite things. As a kid, it meant ski trips to the winter wonderland of Whistler, it also meant spending time with my grandma and catching up on all those issues of Teen Magazine that she used to save for me throughout the year, in anticipation of our long visit. It meant frozen blueberries with my cereal and trips down to the waterfront to feed the seagulls, or afternoon walks in Stanley Park where we would terrorize the fatso squirrels.
As a teenager, it spelled the November/December holidays - temporary, fleeting freedom from endless exams and assessments and co-curricular activities. It meant movies, extra ballet classes (which I loved), afternoons at Venetia (where M scooped ice cream), and the occasional sleepover at best friends' homes.
As a college kid, the fall season saw such romantic undertakings as apple picking, shopping at the farmer's market, long drives up to Boston on the Taconic with a line of trees with leaves in shades of red and gold and burnt amber. It would see us patching together halloween costumes, cooking & hosting Thanksgiving, or enjoying the holiday and the hospitality in someone else's home. It also meant mid term exams and papers, but all that was made more manageable with generous helpings of cider (hic).
As an adult, I've had the wonderful opportunity to remake so many of those traditions for myself, and for my friends and family. While I'm not American and cannot lay claim to the Thanksgiving holiday in any real sense, I use the day as a way to gather those nearest and dearest to me, to sit down for a meal, and take time to relish each others' company, and be thankful for the fact that I can count these wonderful folks as friends (and family!) The past 3 Fall seasons have also seen us get all decked up for Fright Night at The White Rabbit (best Halloween party around if you ask me). It also means Christmas, New Year's and P's birthday. So much to celebrate!
Which brings me to the point of this post - I sat down and compiled my annual Thanksgiving guest list yesterday, and was shocked (and delighted) to discover it had grown to a whopping 50+ folks. We have officially outgrown my cooking and kitchen capacity, and I'm actually really sad to say we won't be having it at home this year (unless I split it into three nights and possibly roast myself instead of the turkey in the process of all that stress or disinvite 2/3 of the guests - which I'm not inclined to do). Growing pains. But it isn't a bad thing at all.
It will be, needless to say, a riot and a wonderful affair. Can you imagine all those fabulous folks in the same place? At the same time? I know magic and other amazing things are bound to happen that night when we get together to be grateful for the fact that we've had the wonderful privilege of getting to know each other, and will continue to be blessed to be in each others' lives.
Happy fourth quarter everyone! I hope the Fall spells amazing things for all of you :)