Holy frick on a stick it’s been two week since my last post.
WHERE IS THE WORLD SLIPPING AWAY TOO?
I don’t know about you folks, but here in Vancity it is frozen like a frozen thing. We’ve had big puffs of fluffy white stuff falling from the frigid grey heavens for two days straight now. I don’t go anywhere without my massive winter coat and big boots because goodness knows I wouldn’t want to end up stranded in a rogue snow drift unprepared!
Speaking of unprepared – can we hit the pause button so I can possibly get my act together and think about what needs to happen in preparation for the big December Two Five?
Everywhere there might be a feeling of Christmas, but there’s also a feeling of urgency and stress!
In similar news, Marc and I keep racing about like mad gophers, trying to keep up with all of our work and volunteer-related commitments.
I’m still doing the comedy thing, but definitely taking on less gigs than earlier this year, what with my sanity being held together by an all too fragile thread. I’ve also been hosting the Storytelling Show, running up a storm (up until the buckets snow started falling to the ground that is), and doing a ton of United Way speaking engagements.
We’ve also been knee-deep in DIY home repairs (Ms. Java can you hear me? I have foolishly followed in your footsteps!), repainting our walls, and installing new carpet in the upstairs.
I am pretty ready for our house to go back to normal.
Whatever that is.
BUT HOLY COMFORT BATMAN.
Who knew what a difference a new carpet could make? I never!
It’s seriously like walking on heaven. My little feets smile up a storm every time I get out of bed and step on that sweet, soft carpet-y goodness.
I promise to actually write a real blog post this week, not just this insane mish-mash of my life’s eccentricities plus a collection of photographs of all the delicious treats I eat.
But until that time!
Here we go…
Happiest of days to you my fab chaps!
I hope that everything for you is both merry and bright.