There are strange things afoot these days and when there are strange days, what do you do? You figure out a way to deal with it, I guess.You try to figure out what is real and what is make believe and then you throw yourself behind what is real.

When you are faced with challenges I think the biggest determination about who you are as a person can be based on how you deal with those challenges. Don’t get me wrong, sometimes a challenge is a deal breaker in a friendship or a working relationship, a marriage or a family, sometimes however, they are not.

Uhmmm. Could I possibly BE more vague? (No, seriously, can I? I’m trying really hard.) Just to be clear- all is well in my world- I love my husband, I love my job (most of the time) and I have a family that I adore. But no matter what you do, every once in a while life throws you a giant curve ball and you have to figure out when to block and when to duck.

Or you’re me and you don’t duck or block. You start trying to get shit done.

Even when it’s scary.

I have been a baaaad blogger. Really though, I had a great excuse… You know, the whole honeymoon thing…. (wait- if we stay some of the trip in his parent’s house and some of the time in his sister’s caravan after nights of too many beers does it really count as a “honeymoon????”)

Steve stayed an extra week and is home tomorrow. Guess I have to ask the diving team camped out in the living room to leave. Sigh. Such a shame.

Now that I have officially changed my name I have inherited a very lovely 18 year old step daughter and a whole host of other family that were welcoming beyond belief. (Special mention for the superfantastic sister in law Cheri who smokes all of my cigarettes while I drink all of her beer. We are truly a match made in heaven.)

Yes, the trip was spectacular and once I finish busying myself with all of this married person stuff like ironing tea towels and ordering china, we shall resume our regularly scheduled programing.

(Ok, let’s be honest, if there really was ironing involved I totally wouldn’t have married him.)

Update….. Just heard that there is ironing involved. May have to rethink this.

To say it was a good trip would be a colossal understatement. Love it, love them, love love love.

Well, as of some godawful time tomorrow morning, we are on our way to Halifax so the new in-laws can meet the surprise wife.

Wish me luck gang, I may need it.

Play nice while I’m gone.

Comment by a member on Matt’s blog In relation to KFC

“It’s gross, but satisfying.”

Time is not “flying by” it’s rocketing at supersonic speed and I have my head out the window like a dog and the wind is so fast that I can barely catch my breath.The days are warm and sunny but the evenings are cool and the leaves seem to have gone from green to gold overnight. In the morning when I walk the dogs everything is covered in a fine layer of dew and I can see my breath.

As of tomorrow I will have been a Mrs. rather than a Miss for an entire month.

One week from today I fly across the country and meet my new in-laws.

When life moves this quickly I always fear that I’m missing something.