Here are some snapshots taken from the moments I have spent with a few of my girls.
6pm, December 27th, 2010
After a rather long shopping session with Manisha and Steph in order to find our jaw-dropping New Years Eve party dresses, we end up at Tokyo Sushi where we, ok, let me clarify and say Steph and I, stuff our faces with amazing sushi and sashimi. Our, meaning Steph and I, MMMMs of appreciation ping-ponging between the two of us and punctuated by Manishas chatter and giggles.
We participate in some juicy girl talk, chatting about the men that are both in and out of our respective lives and those that we would like to have in our lives. Steph and I being the foodies that we are, we have ordered WAY too much sushi and we have to force ourselves to finish what is left. Even Manisha must sacrifice herself in order to help us finish the last few pieces despite the fact that she has been full for a little while.
Once our plates are empty, I look at Steph because we have both been here before and I phrase my question as a declarative sentence, "You want the green tea and red bean ice creams."
She looks at me, a twinkle in her eye yet her stomach as full to the brim as mine, while Manisha responds with an "OOOOO" of appreciation.
Suddenly our bellies are not as full anymore and we discover to our great pleasure that there is in fact ALWAYS room for ice cream!
5:30am, January 1st, 2011
Steph and I are sharing my immense king-size bed for the few hours of sleep that are remaining to us after this crazy evening. We are talking about and giggling over our fabulous evening while Manisha is not too far away seeing as I have set her up to sleep on my rather comfy couch.
Steph and I are trying not to talk too loudly as we think Manisha has already fallen asleep, but it is hard to stifle our laughter when us two crazy chicks are together! After I have recounted a particular detail about a beer having been spilled all over my face and head and how the offensively clumsy man had offered me his shirt to clean myself off with, there is short silence between my bed partner and I.
Manisha's disembodied yet adorable laugh breaks the silence and it is so unexpected, loud and genuine that Steph and I cannot help but fall into fits of laughter ourselves. She had been listening to us the whole time!
The three of us giggle and laugh until we finally fall asleep with lingering smiles on all of our faces.
3:00pm, January 1st, 2011
Steph and I are on our way to meet Row, Abdy and Serge at a chalet near the Eastern Townships - we are both giddy from lack of sleep and leftover excitement from the night before. I watch the scenery flying by while we keep a constant stream of idle chit chat going. To my right, fog obscures most of the scenery and hugs the small clusters of trees that interrupt the otherwise flatness of the fields; the mountains that I know to be lurking in the distance are imperceptible while only a few farms are brave enough to step out from behind the foggy veil that hides them from the intrusive view of passers-by.
Rihanna's album Good Girl Gone Bad, a fitting and suitable title for the subject of our ensuing conversations, is playing at a moderate level while our loud voices can probably be heard in the silent farms that we keep driving past. We sing, we laugh and we joke while sharing intimate bits of information that can only be transmitted between two people during a long car ride.
10:00pm, January 1st, 2011
Abdy, Serge, Steph and I are all twisted up on the floor together, our hands and feet desperately trying to remain in the positions that we have placed them in. Row is sitting on the futon a little further away from us and she is calling out the colours and body parts to be placed here, there and anywhere.
She is having a blast watching us getting all tangled into pretzel like shapes: one leg over someone else's, a butt in another's face and a hand perhaps awkwardly placed between yet another's arms... Her wholehearted laughter pierces through our series of grunts, mumbles and groans as we have to place our hand where again?
She grins like a mischievous child whenever we grumble in a particularly loud manner over any move she has called out with her refined English accent.
4:00pm, January 2nd, 2011
We are on the very thin red magic carpet Steph has brought for the occasion. The surface of the little hill that we have had difficulty climbing is icy and extremely bumpy and patches of grass are actually poking out more than they should be on this January day... not too promising for our tobogganing session, but Hell, we came all of this way, so we are going to slide down somewhere.
My sliding attire consists of my rather formal wool jacket, my high-heeled boots, yes, you have read correctly, my tight dark blue jeans and my hoop earrings - did I mention that I had not prepared well for this outing?
Steph and I are determined to go down this tiny hill together at least once and so she has sat behind me on this crazy carpet of hers. I have bunched up my legs so that I am in a scrunched up bonhomme position and I am holding the handles. We have a little bit of difficulty taking off because there is practically no snow!
The little snow that there is ends up traveling up my jacket and down the back of my pants while the bumps in the snow bruise my unprotected bottom.
We do not get very far down the hill before we both collapse on either side of the plastic carpet we have gone down on. We had started laughing at the top of the small hill and by the time we have reached halfway down, we are both racked by giggles.
My sides are hurting, my abs are engaged and crying in pain and my eyes have filled with tears - I cannot even breath because I am laughing so hard. I stay stretched out on the cold icy ground while my laughing has me gasping for breaths.
Finally, we are both a little calmer, but still smiling, and so we go and join our companion who had left us for a short while to warm up his frozen hands - our tobogganing day has been cut short, but we did everything that we had originally set out to do during this YAY-2010-IS-OVER-LET'S-WELCOME-2011 weekend. :)
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