This Montréal Cliché Is Coming Home, Québec!

Tonight's the night before I fly out to Montreal with the girls and their fellas. Half of me is restless and anxious and fighting the hiccups, while the other is blissfully aware of how blessed I am to be going on this mini vacation.

Seven days of mischief and laughter. Seven days of music and feasting. Seven days in the one other place on the planet where I truly feel at home.

I can already smell the rain on the pavement and I can already imagine how wonderful our time there will be.

How did I ever get so lucky?

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