come down from the mountain, you have been gone too long.

and we wonder why we're still single. BAH!


talking in the third person probably doesn't help things either. i pity the man who ends up with that.

but, this is me. and i like to dance. and i'm happy. and i feel confident. and secure. it's been an interesting ride these last six months. learning to let go.

and...i'm having such fun now. clearly.

more pics of the new digs to come later. and, thanks to the knitter for the knitted fingerless gloves too.

MOM - HAPPY BIRTHDAY FROM YOUR DAUGHTER, IN ENGLAND!!!!

and you find your destination with so many different places to call home.

heard this on bbc radio 6 this morning while i was curling my hair. why have i never considered this band before? the song's quite relevant. i think. i know nothing these days. just going to try living life in the present rather than analysing every little thing, past and future. i do enough of that in my job...and i get paid to do it.

enjoy.


now then. back to baking shortbread cookies. oh...and,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LITERARY GENIUS. love you.

stars shining bright above you.

it's my birthday and i'll twirl if i want to.

i wasn't lying when i said i wanted to go dancing.

this is what i was playing with, along with the ceiling fan. it's a makeshift discoball feature. yes, i'm weird and yes, i live in a funhouse. guess who's the clown.

geez. i'm twenty-eight. twenty-eight. i don't feel mature enough to be this old. and, i didn't even think twice about posting this. those days are so over. i'm a goofball and nothing is going to change that.

twenty-eight.

who turns twenty-eight? seriously. sigh.

excited for dinner out with the girls tonight though. my church is awesome.

shake it like a ladder to the sun.

i know i've been mia, but i have good excuses. i haven't figured out yet how i want to, if i even want to talk about work on here yet. i can usually dance the cryptic blog entry regarding my life fairly well. keep it light, keep it real without disclosing too much, but this time round it feels different. like i have to be a bit more strategic or something. i have some more thinking to do. it's a good thing i like thinking.

so, in the meantime, while you wait, you should find this video fairly entertaining while i figure stuff out. oooo...a video!!?!? i know. i recorded this a loooong time ago. the first week i moved here? must have been one of those foreshadowing moments where i knew at some point i was going to get over myself.  i'm warning you...this is like a train wreck. you can't look away. no matter how embarrassing it may be...for you. me? i'm good. i was busy dancing. you are about to die from laughter if you decide to watch this though. you don't need my permission.

again, i was too busy dancing to notice. video highlights? the risky business move (thank you wooly socks and hardwood flooring), the poinsettia, the candy-cane stripped paperchains and the ADHD moment where i take a swing of coffee. oh, and a lot...i mean...a lot of my moves (if you can even call them that) are recycled. you might get bored.

well that was fun.