Well, you know, so far.

- Kickass blogger outings: As if the first Yulblog meeting of the year wasn’t fantastic enough, many of my favorite Montreal bloggers, old and new, went out for some winter fun on Saturday night. Screaming at the top of our lungs, frozen cheeks, stargazing, Martine screaming with laughter like a little girl, her face covered in tears. Having the whole group holding on to each other for a perfect all-together run, and noticing at the end that Nika’s been dragging behind on her stomach, desperately hanging on at arm’s length while the whole mountain’s snow has stuffed her face’s every orifice. Then reclining cozily by fireside in a happy pile of bodies, high on Chartreuse and hot chocolate. Yummm. Anétime guys!

- Develop a positive addiction, or Pooch n’ Boots: Discovered the sheer, undiluted pleasure of running on Mount Royal on the weekends. Comet, with her frozen paws, begged to differ on Saturday, but I bought her shoes on Sunday morning and that day’s run was rapture for us both. Yes, I’m now that person who buys her dog shoes. But dammit, it helped! And while I’m at it, I’m now also that person who adds a turtleneck to the sweater she knitted her dog this fall. There, I said it. What’s that? Oh, look, I’ve got something in my pocket for you…

- The single life: Is treating me well. I see more people, have way more time to myself. Smell the roses all the more. I’m surprised to be enjoying my own company. It seems to be treating him well too. Well, nothing wrong with that.

- Putting on my game face: Six perfectly productive, happy days at work (and counting), interspersed with just the healthy amount of on-the-job vegging and chatting.

And how’s it been with you, dear readership?