Safe in TORONTO!

Well - after three separate goodbyes (Dad and Julie, Graeme, and Dad P), we finally made it to the airport's Sheraton hotel! I managed to survive the trip here with minimal tears, but something about waiting in the lobby while Phil returned the rental car made me panic. Yep - you could say I lost it, BY MYSELF, right beside the hotel bell desk. YEESH. I'm not really sure what came over me, although I assume it was the realization that I won't be seeing many of you again until next summer. If only my genius brother would invent that teleporter, I could have the smoothest of departures each and ever year.

Lucky for me, I have the SWEETEST husband around the globe, who surprised me with a "teacup" Pandora charm and a spontaneous hair appointment (I had an urge last night to chop more off and get side bangs - so I did). We also medicated with an episode of the Biggest Loser (which got me pumped for the marathon!) and an enjoyable half hour in the whirlpool (where I attempted to give Phil swimming lessons).

Needless to say, I feel much better now. I am looking forward to the year ahead (grade 6 and EMILY!) and very eager to get to Iceland and meet the rest of Team Diabetes!!!

Thank you to everyone for the many GREAT memories you made with us this summer.

We love you,

Linds and Phil
xoxo

P.S. Graeme - I'm serious about the teleporter. What are your plans post-MCAT?!!! BAHA.