Fits and Starts

I have had a dickens of a time to get this blog started. Ever since moving to Montreal was a possibility I said that I was going to blog my way through the adventures. As I went through the transition from NYC to Montreal I had many a wacky adventure. Along the way I continually dog-eared memories to blog about. However, time ran away from me. The dog ears became more and more abundant and I still hadn't started writing. Like many, I found myself stuck in the "what should I call my blog" phase. Because, of course, one cannot begin blogging until one has the appropriately witty and clever title. I finally decided I was just being silly and settled on something common, French and relatively apropos.

I am sorry that you missed out on several blog entries due to my neurotic nature. So that you can know what you were missing, I will now give a brief list of entries you missed (in no particular order):

I'm Moving in a WHAT?

Please, dear Lord, don't let it rain

My Precious, Precious, Poutine

UPS Can Kiss My Keister

But Wait, I'm Not a Nurse

Bankrolling IKEA

Rocks

Transitional Objects

There's No Shame in Flirting to Get What You Want

Would You Rather Have Fleas, Bed Bugs, Spiders, Gnats or Chiggers?

Dog Poop Alley

God Bless Lindsay

I Live in a Foreign Country

Bixi-licious

How Do You Say "How Do You Say?"

How Many Bank Accounts Can I Open?

Killing My Crackberry

Yes, I said Big Brother

NYC Bus Drivers vs. Montreal Bus Drivers

If One More Person Warns Me About Winter . . .

Did I Really Move to Canada?

Peaceful Loneliness

The Handy Man Within

I'll Try One of Each . . . No, Make that Two of Each . . .

There is a strong possibility that some of those will still be written -- several are on-going themes -- and some are just too good to pass up.

So, what exactly will this blog be about? -- Beats me. But, I do like rambling on about random topics. Who doesn't like a cyber soap box? We'll see where it goes. Or, rather, we'll see if it goes.

Fasten your seat belts.