So, it's almost that time again, I have to switch countries.
Yesterday Robbie and I took down the Christmas tree and all the deckies. We kept it up extra long because neither one of us really wanted Christmas to end, (even
I'm sure we're all feeling much of the same sameness, aren't we? 'Tis the time for Christmas magic, visiting good friends, running around like crazy trying to get everything done and fitting in the unexpected.
Us? We're baking a giant Christmas
The other day I had a minute to sit in Sbux and read the local paper.
Gotta love the headline:
So among the very useful tips to beat the winter blahs are: eat at a Mexican restaurant to trick your mind, wear
November is kicking my butt!!!
It's so far been a hard month of personal upsets and low productivity.
The weather is typical West Coast cold dampness which feels twice as cold as it says on the thermostat. Not like the dry cold
There's chaos in the studio.
I've started work again on a painting which I neglected for about a year now. (I know, what am I like?)
It's just that sometimes it's so difficult to paint and I have to keep reminding
I started writing this post and Robert leaned over to read what I was writing.
"What's the city?", he asked. I looked at him under my brows. "Vancouver?", he said, "That's not a city that's like Henley on Thames! :)
Ugh, those X Atlantic flights are something, aren't they? Remind me to not fly thru the Canadian night again.
But then, I did have an empty seat beside me and a lovely little old lady as a plane companion who