Since I last talked to you I've gone home to my parents' in Ontario (where I still am), visited with the Bahama Mama (Monica), fallen down the stairs, made a trip to the emergency room, re-arranged my bedroom, made a cake, visited my other friend Rachel and her 4 kids, went to church, seen Ellery roll over for the first time (although it was in a fit of rage), got into a fight with my mom, visited my sister-in-law for the first time in about 5 months, got my stupid Blackberry fixed, taken about 3000 pictures, done laundry, had a dance off/sing off with Monica, almost fallen down the stairs again, and now I'm about to go make dinner.
I’m a lover and a fighter. I’m extremely curious. I hunger for knowledge, but I’m hopelessly lazy. I have dreams nearly beyond the scope of imagination. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I adore curse words. I’m easy to read, yet amazingly complicated. Next to my daughter, belly laughs are the highlight of my day.
Essentially I’m a riddle, wrapped in an enigma, rolled in make-believe, dipped in immaturity, and sprinkled with sarcasm.