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Birthday 09
Well, another birthday has gone to pass and it was a good, well make that great, weekend. So as I sit here enjoying my last piece of birthday cake, I reflect. It may have gotten off to a bumpy start but it can’t be helped sometimes. Some people are just strange and frustrate me. J did try to make the best of it for me though since it is the first year we are alone on our birthdays. We went out to grab some food and drinks, I got a phone call from my Mom and my brother in BC and watched playoff hockey. It was sweet. We were going…
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Wow. Talk about beautiful weather
So check this shit out. Unfrickin’ believable. I have been wearing sandals & capris for weeks. It’s been in the high teens and even reached the 20s. But look at this. 26°c. It’s pretty sweet. It’s our only perk for living here. The weather. It’s beautiful. Just thought I’d “rub it in” to all those still with and getting snow/winter weather.
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4 weeks and counting
So 4 weeks from this moment I will be/should be sitting in our new humble abode. Pretty damn exciting. And it’s getting close. Aaaahhhhh! If you look at a calendar and count you may be thinking, “Laura you have lost it, it’s 4 weeks a day. You won’t be in your house until the Friday”. Well if it were earlier in the week you would be right. But the other day we opted to change our closing by 1 day. So it’s on Thursday as opposed to the Friday before a long weekend. We thought, what if something happens then we’ll be screwed. No way to get in and get…
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Post 1201
Sorry I have been non-existant. I want to write. I really do. I just feel like I don’t have anything to contribute at the moment. Heck I can’t even think of a title. So post 1201 it is. Sad isn’t it?! I used to lead a life with adventures that would entertain. That people lived vicariously through. Now I act like an “old person”. And I’m not old. What the Hell. So there you have it folks. I’ve wanted to write but I’ve got nothing.Which means I have something. But really I don’t. I just don’t want to adjust my grammar.
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I used to write…
Once upon a time I could write. I was reflective. I was expressive. I didn’t know it. But I loved to write. I just came across an old journal and man, I wouldn’t have believed it was mine had it not been my writing. Wow. Where did that passion go? Just became busy and put it to the back burner I guess. If it wasn’t so personal I’d share it. Maybe one day I will share some. But not today. I’m enjoying reading it. It’s actually pretty enlightening. Man, I was very pensive during my University life and I wrote a lot. Where did I find the time?! Oh wait,…