Here goes:

 January
Brick Lane by Monica Ali
Knit Two by Kate Jacobs
B is for Beer by Tom Robbins 

 February
Breaking Dawn by Stephanie Meyer 

 March
Last Night in Twisted River by John Irving

 April
The Book of Negroes by Lawrence Hill 

 May
Brideshead Revisited by Evelyn Waugh
Sherlock Holmes and the Hound of the Baskervilles by Arthur Conan Doyle

 June
Home by Marilyn Robinson
Four Souls by Louise Erdrich

 July
The Book Thief by Markus Zusak
The Virgin Suicides by Jeffrey Eugenides

 August
Far From the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy

 September
Between the Assassinations by Aravind Adiga

 October
Embroideries by Marjane Satrapi

 November
The Gargoyle by Andrew Davidson
The Girl Who Played With Fire by Stieg Larsson
Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese

 December
Sarah's Key by Tatiana de Rosnay
The History of Love by Nicole Kraus
On Chesil Beach by Ian MacEwan

 Because I only polished off 21 books, it would hardly seem selective to share my top ten, so in the next week or so I'll narrow it down to my top six. Watch this space. 

For my top picks from previous years, check out Best of 2009, and Best of 2008.

We made up stories along the way. Each night at dinner we'd imagine what job we'd do if we lived in that town, who our friends would be, and what we'd do for fun. It's a game I highly recommend for your next road trip.

There were things we LOVED about our nine months in Toronto (our little city home, our amazing neighbourhood, a few lovely friends), but more than anything I missed being fully integrated in a community of loved ones. Now back home we are enjoying at least two or three evenings a week in the company of really wonderful friends—people who share our passions (music, literature, Mexican food, microbrews, reality TV, to name a few). We've also been able celebrate milestones with friends and family. It is amazing.

And while many people have balked at our loooong car journey westward, getting here was almost as fun as being here. Dean and I spent six days on the road, with stops at previously mythical spots like Omaha, Wall Drug, Mt. Rushmore and Yellowstone National Park (actual film photos forthcoming). We reached the west coast on All Hallows Eve. I spent the next four weeks elbow deep in a backlog of writing and editing projects and am now enjoying a blissfully slow week of housekeeping (both the business and traditional variety).

Now that things have slowed down a bit, I'll be writing much more often. In the meantime, here are a couple of recent projects for your reading pleasure:

The Gentle Cycle - a short tale of life in north east Scotland, accompanied by a photo from Dean

I Facebook, Therefore I Am - a cheeky and not-at-all-deep reflection on my relationship with Facebook

Trinity Western Magazine no.19 - I serve as External Editor and occasional feature writer for this beautiful bi-annual publication

We leave a week from today and will reach the North West one more week after that. We're making the move into a wee holiday/adventure, taking the drive a little slower, with exciting stops at Mt. Rushmore and Yellowstone Park—two places I have always wanted to visit.

Normally the last week before a move is spent frantically tracking down boxes and stuffing them haphazardly to the gills. Instead I'm up to my ears in (really fun) work. One minute I'm trying to put beautiful folk music into words, the next I'm writing about the drizzle in Scotland, and still the next I'm describing one of coolest educational buildings I've ever seen. Freelancing was a great move. Not a minute of regret thus far! Also, we owe a HUGE debt of thanks to Dean's new employer, the Fred Hutchinson Cancer Research Center, for arranging our move for us and taking all the stress/work out of it.

And because I'm in a generally happy state of mind, here's a little gift, in the form of First Aid Kit, from me to you!

Forgive the cliche, but it really does feel like just yesterday we were packing up the Chapel and saying goodbye to Oxford. Now we're in the same spot again, wrapping up nine months in Toronto, and oh-so excited to start life on the West Coast.

It's around this time in any move when I start to get some early nostalgia for the place I'm living. Before we left the UK, I put together a one-month list—all the things I wanted to see and do in London/Oxford before we left for good. I'm two weeks behind on this (yes, we leave Toronto in two weeks, today), but nevertheless, I've put together a little list of things I'd be remiss to leave without doing in my last month in the T-dot. Notably, they mostly involve food! Three down, nine to go!

1. Visit the AOG and MOCCA
2. Eat Korean
3. Purchase upholstery fabric at Designer Fabrics to re-cover the seat of my favourite armchair
4. Tour the Steamwhistle brewery
5. See a show (Circle Eloize at the Sony Centre - wonderful!)
6. Brunch at Bonjour Brioche
7. Brunch at Cafe Marmalade  (fruit and yogurt-filled buckwheat crepe and fresh OJ)
8. Lunch at the Drake Corner Cafe 
9. Visit Union Station
10. Stroll through the leaves in High Park
11. Tour Casa Loma
12. Purchase item from 69 Vintage (or other fabulous TO vintage shop)  (lovely pleated navy polka dot skirt at Common Sort)

Like most Canadians, I have a love-hate relationship with Canadian broadcasting. I firmly believe Canada needs our own media and will defend the need for more funding and even for regulation... but (confession) I'd sooner watch Two and a Half Men (which, Dean will attest, I believe indicates the low American comedy has hit) than sit through any CTV-produced sitcom.

One thing we DO do well north of the border is current events, and no Canadian, regardless of their political leaning, will dispute that George Stroumboulopoulos sets the standard for great late night talk. We love him. He and Peter Mansbridge. They can do no wrong.

Yesterday Jess Janz and I scored ourselves front row seats at George Stroumboulopoulos Tonight (formerly The Hour). While Toronto is in the throes of TIFF and some people are cruising King Street hoping to brush up against celebrity outside the LightBox, I prefer to get all my fame in one place.

We had a good laugh chez-Regier on Saturday morning when Deano spotted this CBC article about recent thefts of bulk alcohol-based hand santizer from public buildings in Regina. His sister and brother-in-law are social workers in various communities in southern Saskatchewan, and these are the kinds of challenges they are up against.

I am a West Coaster through and through, but since marrying a Saskatchewan boy I have developed a soft spot for the Canadian prairies... in all her glue-sniffing glory.

This inspired me to put my knitting aside and pick up a new hobby for the winter.

[by chezsucrechez, via designsponge]

Since hubby and I got married four years ago we've lived in 6 different homes in 4 different cities (lost track? Vancouver, Aberdeen, Oxford, Toronto). While we both love the adventure, we also have longed to put down roots at some point. I, for one, knew I'd never truly be able to do that anywhere but North America's west coast. We always assumed that would mean a return to Vancouver. Our move to Toronto this year was the first step westward, and we expected to enjoy this fabulous city for a few years until a position opened up for Dean in BC.