Quick Takes • The Saturday Edition

In no particular order.

1. So much fun seeing how people came across the blog.
   It's definitely been a journey over the past five years! So grateful to everyone who has made this e-world a bit smaller. ♥ It really warms my heart. ♥ Thank you for sharing in this journey with us.
2. Seriously excited for the Lost premiere on Tuesday.
   One of the blogs I follow has been filling up my reader non stop in the last week, and it's awesome. Very cool ad from Verizon featured on it - with character photos in the booklet. I cannot wait to see what happens in this final season. Bring it on!!
3. Celebrated Mom's birthday tonight.
   With a recovering, but still pitiful, Wee Ski. We headed up to one of my dad's old business partners for drinks, and then over to the Gateway Cottage in Spanaway. This was the dinner we should have had 4 weeks ago tonight, but it was pre-empted a bit because of a little thing I call "Mom's Lung Revolt 2010".
4. Looking ahead to Valentine's Day.
   Excited to do yummy little Valentines this year. Anything that mixes love + sweets is good in my book. ♥
5. Finished my business taxes today.
   Did a little happy dance that in a year where I took 3 months off for maternity leave + a crappy economy, Finian Road's business growth was up 49% over 2008. Can't wait to see what's ahead for 2010!
6. How can January be almost over?
   From a snow perspective, this is nearly the most depressing story of the year, so far. Before we have blazing sunshine for the springtime, I would like one foot of snow. Just one foot. With a roaring fire and hot cocoa with marshmallows. And the chance to ride our new sleds (thanks to the awesome Brownrices) down the Skis' Ski Hill without being 9 months pregnant like last time. I do not feel that's too much to ask.
7. Yesterday, Thomas and I watched a lot of The Elephant Song on YouTube.
   He just leaned up against me and would watch mesmerized. Every so often, he would groan or whine a little from being so stuffed up. But The Elephant Song kept him at bay. I realize that I need to treasure my cuddly little boy as long as he wants to be cuddly, because he's normally squirming like mad in the living room so he can go play. And lest you have not watched The Elephant Song, here it is for your viewing pleasure: