It has been a rainy January weekend. The weather has been so very strange this year in Toronto and though I’m not complaining about the lack of snow or blistering cold, it has been a bit disconcerting.
I woke up this Sunday morning to the pitter patter of rain (so lovely) and it felt more like an autumn day than the middle of winter. And no matter the season, what better way to spend rainy days indoors than with a hot cup of tea and books?
Admittedly, after just a little bit of reading I got distracted and watched a movie called About Time. So good. So so so good. It was beautiful and tender but not cheesy (how the heck did they pull that off?!)
I do believe my year is off to a spanking good start. I am on my third book, The Cuckoo’s Calling and got to 3/50 for my film quota just on my first week of 2016. I think it’s going to be a good year!