Oh dear… It's been ages (ca. 2 weeks) since
I've made an entry here, and anyone who knows anything about the most banal
essentials of blogging, that is one big no-no. I fear that my entire readership
has abandoned me, just as I had all of you, without any prior notice. Oops. So
sorry about that.
On the other hand, though, I really
embraced the time away. While I do love sharing my experiences with you here,
it also often feels as though I'm having a conversation with myself in the
virtual realm; fortunately, thanks to the rare posted comments and remarks in
conversation from people I know, there is some proof that this isn't exactly
true. So, here's to all of us for being here together in cyber space once
again.
Happy New Year, by the way. I wish that I
could say that since the calendar indicates that it's 2013, I've been at peace
enjoying my life, but that couldn't be any farther from the truth. All signs
are indicating that this is going to be a rodeo year – this meant in the most
glorious of ways. Time will tell; that's for sure.
To start the New Year off right, I'm doing
a 30 day cleanse, just as I'd done the year before. This ought to make me feel
all healthy and fit, except it doesn't. For one, it's ten days into the year
and I haven't yet made it back to the gym (of course, you know why because the
gym can be really scary). On top of that, my husband, aka Mr. EuroMouse,
decided to pick up a cold on the plane trip back home. Nothing like a man breathing
heavily in the most non-sexual way ever lying next to you to keep a germaphobe
like me up at night. And seriously, why is it that when someone has a cold, he
insists on turning onto the side that faces YOU while sleeping, mouth agape?
It's like I'm suddenly in bed with a Darth Vader impersonator. Oh, the
unforeseen joys of marriage.
xoxo CountryEuroCityMouse
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