12:03.. where are you?

Well, for all of you out there who have thought that the writer of this blog had possibly accidently been sucked out of the earth's atmosphere into a black hole in deepest darkest space, or that she might possibly have been run over by a runaway ostrich or been eaten by coyotes (Lauren!! heehee), i'm here to let you know that there is life in this neighbourhood. It's just been a little on the odd side in the last few weeks. Hmmm, for a quick synopsis of what i've been up to, okay, hmm... i could tell you that i won the $10 million dollar lottery prize, have settled up all my debts, bought a mansion on Georgian Bay and have decided to live the rest of my life fishing for trout (or whatever sort of fish live in Georgian Bay) and eating marshmallows. Or that i have finally found my prince charming and he turned out to be a baker and now i live in above a bakeshop on James Street downtown and decorate cookies with icing all day long.

The truth is actually much less fantastical and more down to earth. I'm suffering from a severe lack of inspiration. It seems everything that comes out of my mouth or head as ideas for this blog have severe flaws, too dull, too factual, too run of the mill. I love reading other's blogs so much more than i enjoy trying to think of what to write here. To be honest, i haven't even written in my journal book for an age (i seem to only write in there whence i am very distraught or emotional, and i seem to have been suffering from a severe lack of emotions for the last year and a half). So what is a girl to do?

But as there seem to be a small core of loyal fans and friends who find an iota of entertainment herein... i will endeavour to be more faithful.

So news flashes:

- My car is making clunking noises again - i do believe the mechanics feel i am overly paranoid and make a lot of fun of me behind my back when i describe to them yet again exactly what is going on with the car... i feel like a broken record sometimes, playing an nonsensical recording. I feel like just asking the mechanic to just come for a ride each time to hear for themselves what i am hearing firsthand. Maybe then they would believe me! I believe going back to the good ole' days of horses and carriages (i have to be very careful of how i word that since i was once pounced on as a girl for wanting to be married in a "horse-covered wagon" as opposed to a horse-drawn wagon/buggy. Is there no mercy for the grammatically inept?

- I am leaving for Holland in less than a week! Joy and gladness fill my soul... i love love going there and seeing family and friends again... the time will fly, it is only 10 days but it will still be a good time - i'm travelling with my mom and i'm excited about that - the last time we travelled together, we drove to Boston! So no freak rainstorms this time and ... i'm falling asleep... pretty soon, this post will involve a whole lot of nonsense and gobbledygook dribbled from the saucepot of my mind to the cookstove of the internet.....

So i'll try to finish this up on the morrow complete with pics....

Sorry bout that... but it'lll give you hope to keep you posted