I must be in the phase of life where time travels much faster then it ever used to. Where a year goes by in the blink of an eye and here we are in December again. Every year I feel like I'm on a freight train that starts out slowly but then picks up speed so that we are now barreling towards the holidays with what feels like a run-away train with no brakes to stop it. Because as a potter, this is the only time of year I seem to actually turn a profit with what I make- where people actually come flocking to my booth, madly buying up my wares as gifts, and I can't seem to keep up with the demand for my work. And all I want to do right now is get off the train and have this ride be over!
Well perhaps quite the opposite of the run-away train, we took the boys to the 'Polar Express' at the Train museum up in Squamish last weekend. It's a pretty penny to go on a real, old-fashioned train, to drink hot chocolate and sing carols while listening to the story of the Polar Express over the intercom. I think I'm so destination bound, that it was hard not to be disappointed that we didn't actually go anywhere- the train chugged along by the estuary to a loading bay and back to the station. Of course, these types of things are never for the adults, they are always for the kids and seeing Santa and riding on a mini-train indoors while it poured rain outside was a lot of fun for the boys. It's nice to have done something a little Christmassy around here, since my decorations don't come up at home until well after the One of a Kind Show (December 8-11).
