SOME DAYS On Afternoons, We Aren't Here At All,Yeah. Lately, not so much it seems, eh?
But Lately We've BEEN HERE
Just About All The Time
Except When We're Someplace Else,
But We SHOULD BE HERE Then, Too.
Well, in my defence, I have been busier than usual on the other blawg. And those posts tend to take a lot more time to throw together, so you only look like half ways like a babbling idiot, as opposed to a full-on fool.
And there's much to consider, to ponder, in our world today.
For example, there's always the worry as to exactly what the newly-minted President might decide to do with all those former Guantanamo prisoners. I mean, let's get real here, it's not like they're all a bunch of innocent boy scouts about to descend upon the world.
So, just to be clear, just in case anyone comes up with any bright idea to send them North ... umm, no, I don't think so.
And I see the boys are back at work. Or so they say, anyway. Any chance they will be able to play nicely? You best get your act together, do the job you're paid to, I think.
After all, there is lots is up in our little corner of the world. Such as the vast oil sands appear to be drying up, putting many of my fellow Cape Bretoners out of work (okay, okay, I consider myself to be an honourary Cape Bretoner).
And so here I sit, pondering a new world order. And how we are going to pay those oil bills which keep adding up in this cold, cold winter.
Pondering the allure of that unattainable southern beach.
And so it is.
Sometimes a girl just has to do what needs to be done.
Executive decisions cry out to be made.
Just where is this heading, you wonder. Why to a nice long weekend mini-vacation, of course. After all, they do say that Girls Just Wanna Have Fun, do they not?
Yes, yes they do. And I think they might just be on to something there. But first I must research. Find out what's really going on. Even take an extra day (Sunday perhaps) to collect and ponder over the research. Make the sacrifice.
So come Friday, I will saddle up [sans hubbie and children] and head off to the South Shore, the no doubt cold and frigid South Shore. But that's okay. Because I will be amongst friends. And there will good food. And better drink. A pool. A whirlpool. In other words, all the essentials of life.
Wish me well. And if I don't see you before then, I will catch ya on the flip side, okay?
Update: Good (albeit unexpected) news in today's mail. Our monthly furnace oil payments are actually going down! Hmm, perhaps a few more days away, just for research purposes, of cousre, is called for in this happy situation. Something else to ponder...