Yea it’s been a while, but that happens when a person goes into a deep winter slumber over the holidays. I was off for an epic almost two weeks! GRAND INDEED.
I know you guys need my words but sometimes I just have to prime the proverbial pump and take a good few weeks off. Apologies.
So what happened to Bob on his time off, well I did spend a great deal of it shuteye and comatose. But another great deal of it was spent preparing for Christmas. We had planned to spend it with Dar’s family in the country. Meaning cooking for her mother who is a shift worker. I have no trouble doing this having worked some mighty mixed up shifts in my day and the fact that I do really like her mom. I also love to cook, trouble this year was my bad ankles again. I took the splendid chance opportunity to roll my left ankle over on the ice on our driveway and put myself in a world of hurt .
No worries I limped through Christmas, with Dar’s 5-year-old nephew Eric who was so excited to have a some time with family. He’s a bit high-strung but we all had a blast playing with him as he ran circles in the family room and talked the ears off of everyone in sight. He’s a special handful but we love him dearly.
For his birthday on the 27th of Dec, Dar and I gathered for a special Asian treat. Eric is half Chinese and his parents bought an extra special cake. Durain fruit cake. The taste is a bit odd for a western palate but not as strong as it smells. Durian fruit as many people know is a very strong-smelling fruit. But I found the taste of the cake very mild and pleasing.
Our new year is finding us travailing, to southern exposures finding new cultures and new adventures. I hope you all find health, wealth and happiness in the new year as well.
I am going to deviate just a little bit this morning from my normal routine. I had promised all of you the next installment in the William Stephenson story about how he became a key inspiration for Ian Flemming’s master spy James Bond. To be honest though I really haven’t had the time this weekend to hit the books and do the research required to write a top notch history.
This weekend I spent with my darling daughter who lives a couple of hours out of Winnipeg. It was her 14th birthday last weekend so I took the chance this weekend to spend a fun filled day with her bowling and generally having a good time.
In any regard that got me thinking about my own situation, as many of you may know I am an adopted son to my late father and globe-trotting mother. It’s the only life that I have ever known so please don’t feel badly for me. I really couldn’t have asked for better parents and the childhood that I had was a very happy one in most regards, but there has always been a hole in my heart that I have never been able to fill. The one left by my birth mother when I left her arms and was taken into foster care.
Are You My Mother by P. D. Eastman
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I just watched my all time favorite Christmas program, A Charlie Brown Christmas, and in watching it a couple of things dawned on me.
Sometimes we all feel like that sad little tree that Charlie and Linus pick up in the crowded Christmas Tree lot. You know what I mean, a little or a lot beat up, maybe feeling scrawny on the inside. Unloved or just a bit crazy around the edges for the holiday season.
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Well for my fans across the globe welcome to Canadian Thanksgiving weekend.
As it turns out I have a great deal to be thankful about. First and most clear I am typing again with both hands on a brand new computer. Actually its kinda freaking me out with its lack of lag and invincibility maybe I should tape a Superman sticker across the front of it. Continue reading
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First of all before I get all emotional I’d like to thank a few people who have really made my day. I’m not normally the type to get all weepy about turning the page on a calendar another year, but this past couple of days has left me speechless.
People whom I never expected to know the date of my birth some 42 years ago are stepping forward and blowing my mind.
My fellow blogger Rincewind author of the Erotixx blog, surprised the hell out of me with a great retrospective on my early blogging hobby, and included a Canadian day dedicated to our own natural beauties.
My mentor and part time savior Mel stepped up early yesterday and a wished me a great day. I’m looking forward to working with her at Klinic, to repay my debt and also try and help others work out troubled pasts and relationship issues.
My friends have been coming out of the woodwork in wishing me a great day, the apple of my eye Mykalya phoned me first thing and left me a cheeky message.
Of course that leaves Dar, my rock and my love. I didn’t ask for anything this year, so I hope things will be simple. A nice evening out is all I require.
Thank you one and all, my friends,my fellow bloggers from around the world. Your words mean more to me than I can ever express.
Thank you so much.
Yes I'm 42
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