Annnd we’re off again!

It’s been a blissfully serene hiatus. Despite the sound of that last sentence – more like a medical condition than a vacation – it’s been wonderful, restful, sinful (in indulgence) and rejuvenating. I tried a new diet called the 3HC diet – the holiday high-carb, high-calorie, cake-a-day diet. Sadly, the results were disappointing. My weight practically didn’t change! Man, I’ve got to stop trying these seasonal fads! And try marketing them instead. Anyone interested in paying me for daily 3HC diet monitoring? We’ll even supply the food (at extra cost, of course). All meals are portioned fairly – you definitely won’t be leaving the table hungry – and we even tailor the daily regimen to your specific needs. Don’t like cake? How about pie? Cookies? Fudge? Pudding? Trifle? Chocolate bonbons? Coffee-cake (an entirely different category I assure you)? Savoury pastries? I did the diet, I guarantee the results! After a month, I STILL fit into my pants! Unbelievable!

In other news, I’ve got serious departure jitters. But I’m now in the plane, so it should be alright. And if it’s not, I’m pretty much stuck. Beside a lovely blonde, to boot (to quote a Canadian). I’ve broken it down the following way:
Here:
- Adoring master chef (mom)
- Attentive feline companions x 2
- Home
- No responsibilities
- No rent
- Delicious home-made cooking
- Friends
- Sunshine
There:
- Loving if geographically challenged love-interest
- More friends
- Even more friends
- Paris (it deserves its own entry)
- Fun and exciting career
- Very good pay
- Mild winters
Tough call, huh? So I’m letting the plane make the decision for me. Very decisive vehicles, planes. Much more direct and to the point than cars and ships.
Hey, it’s time for the tutorial on buckling seat-belts! Hurray! Guess I have to go. Ciao!