Something is is amiss. I’m having some serious issues blogging lately. I have about 3 different blog posts saved in my draft folder that I have yet to finish or publish. I have all sorts of ideas for things I want to write about, but then I’ll sit down to actually write them up and…nada. I just end up slamming my lap top shut and walking away. It’s like everything I want to say is all twisted up and no matter how hard I try to put it into words, it just doesn’t come out right. It’s like, whatever part of my brain I use for writing needs to get an enema. Yes, I need a BRAIN ENEMA (and THERE is some gross Monday morning imagery for you…). But, you know what I mean right?
It also doesn’t help that most of the stuff that is going on in my life right now is stuff I want to leave off of the blog. This isn’t a journal/diary and trust me, you don’t want to hear my emo-wailing. I’ve been walking around all week just HOPING that something bizarre would happen to me just so that I would be able to write about it (which, is a bit messed up if you think about it) but nothing has happened! No disturbing spa stories (thankfully), no unusual tales of sexual harassment… annnnnd I don’t really feel like talking about people I’ve dated (those guys have been dragged through the mud enough & deserve a break) or the new sex toys I’ve purchased (although maybe at some point I will. I’ve picked up some cool stuff recently- but, I am just not in the right head space at the moment to dish about that). So what is a blogger to do?
Leave town! Again!
Even though I’ve only been back from Edmonton for a few days, I’ve decided to swap THIS view for THIS view:
That’s my Grandma’s backyard. One of my favorite places in the world to just hang out.
Tomorrow, I’m taking off to Kelowna, BC to spend a few days with my Mom, Sis, Grandparents & cousins. My younger cousin is getting married next weekend. Originally, I didn’t think I would be able to attend the wedding, so I didn’t make any plans to go. But, things change and a few days ago I decided that I don’t
want to be there, I need to be there. I need to see my family. I miss them. So, I am hoping on a plane and flying 5 hours west for the second time this month.I’m hoping that spending some time with people I love, eating some of my Mom’s/Grandma’s home cooking & soaking up some sun will do me good. I will wear my pink bikini. Maybe I’ll even get inspired.
