Shame on me...

... le crappy blogger.

The last month and a half has whipped by. I can only apologize to you few remaining readers for my absence. How you must have missed me!

So I was sick for just over a week. Which sucked. A thousand boos to viruses.

I've spent the last 10 days in Nova Scotia with my family and Small Nephew, who is a rather demanding little fella -- even more so with his mum away in sinister and unfriendly parts of the world.

It does indeed appear that -- barring an unforeseen ungliness -- that I shall indeed be heading to Thailand (and a piece of Cambodia) in late November for two and half weeks or so. I'd be lying if I said I'm not thrilled.

Naturally, it's going to utterly bankrupt me... but hopefully it will fill -- at least temporarily -- one or two of the holes in my soul.

It's wet and woolly today. Headed down to the beach with my friend and her new dog and went right down to the water, where the waves were frothy and demanding. It was great. One of those wet nights that must either be spent on the couch cuddling with fuzzy blankets and butter tarts, or spent right in the middle of the rain and wind.

Warm and dry lounging pants are a particular favourite of mine at the moment.