swing life away

Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words.












I looked back on my blog history I noticed the following trend:

September + Katrina = no blogging.

And since I am a very trendy person, it happened once again. I have always found that October is a perfect month for turning over a new leaf.

I feel like I have finally gotten back into the swing of things. I am no longer desperately pumping back and forth just to maintain momentum. I have obtained a rhythm (what a wierd spelling for a word) which carries me. September has been jam packed and at times sent me a'twirrling. Sometime this can be fun, but you just have to make sure you don't get to dizzy and make yourself sick.

Now I am back at home and it almost feels like I haven't left, except for my sudden craving of anything that falls under the catergory fresh fruit. I have found that fruit doesn't tend to keep for the whole week and a half between grocery trips.

The trip home was pretty uneventful, except for the fact that I almost got sandwiched between a RONA transport and a cement median. The trees are changing colour so that was an awesome sight to behold for at least 4 hours.

I think one of the best parts of coming home is that you are reminded that you are loved. First by my dog Chester who went nutso and then by your family that comes out before you can enter and gives you those big hugs that only family can give. Yes, they still welcomed me back even though they do not like the colour of my hair. My mom assures me that she likes it, but in her eyes I can hear "Where is my little blonde girlie?" Mike and Jeremy were blunt with their opinion. "Nope, don't like it." Dad was had the best reaction and said that it reminded him of his colour when he was young. His colour was ginger. My hair does not resemble a ginger kid. These reactions almost made me go to the drug store and dye it back blonde. I am not very good with disapproval. But then a nice trip to Emily's changed my mind. She liked it and she is a hair dresser, so there!

This afternoon I went to visit Emily and the girls. Smile (it's all I can do as I take these couple of moments to remember). Jess was outside by the mailboxes waiting for me and I couldn't get through the front door without little hugs from all around. I missed them, a lot. I hope Emily won't mind if I kindnapped them and brought them back to school with me. Oh, and I hope the girls that I live with won't mind four more. I am sure it will all work out fine. But I guess I would settle for a puppy or a kitten, if you don't think it would work.

One other thing that is nice about home is Hockey Night in Canada. We all sit in the playroom and watch the Leafs and unfortunately flip to the Sens game. Tonight one of the fans were caught picking their nose on TV. I thought it was pretty funny.

Life never fails to entertain, excuse me as I continue to swing.